Nangong Wuhua's eyes were full of shock, because this voice was very cold and intimidating, as if just a few words made people's legs go weak and they just wanted to kneel down.

Yang Lan'er was stunned, feeling more surprised than weird.

Qin Muyan? How could it be Qin Muyan? The halo slowly gathered in front of Yang Lan'er, and condensed into a person named Qin Muyan, wearing a long purple robe with wide sleeves, fluttering in the wind, with his eyes looking up at the sky, looking so supreme, as if he was a high and mighty god, looking down on all living things with indifference.

After just a glance, Nangong Wuhua fell to his knees, breaking out in a cold sweat and having difficulty breathing.

For Nangong Wuhua, the shock in his heart was incomparable. At the beginning, he swore that this woman had no backers. Now that he saw her, who could afford to offend her? This was a super iron plate! "Qin Muyan?" Yang Lan'er murmured, full of surprise. She had never thought that she would meet Qin Muyan in such a situation.

Of course, she also knew that this was definitely not Qin Muyan's real body, but rather seemed to be sealed on her body.

She said that this guy must have done something to her, but the problem was that she didn't know.

Qin Muyan turned sideways, lowered his head slightly, and gave Yang Lan'er an enchanting smile, which made Yang Lan'er, who hadn't seen him for a long time, feel her eyes blurred for a moment.

It is said that handsome men and beautiful women in the world of cultivation are worthless, but it is definitely rare to be as enchanting as Qin Muyan.

"Senior...Senior..." Nangong Wuhua wiped the sweat off his forehead and wanted to beg for mercy, but his tongue was tied. After trying for a long time, he couldn't say anything. He was so anxious that he wanted to faint.

Of course, fainting is too naive. Fainting just means that you can die more peacefully.

Nangong Wuhua's voice clearly reminded Qin Muyan that there were still two rats at the scene. He raised his head and glanced at them indifferently, not wanting to waste his saliva at all. He stretched out his hand and made a move. Two purple lightnings flashed. The Great Elder and Nangong Wuhua didn't even have the chance to say a word and were killed instantly.

Yang Lan'er was stunned. Did Qin Muyan's inner world explode? Or did he take some powerful medicine? How could his strength be so strange?

Sitting behind Qin Muyan, Yang Lan'er naturally couldn't really feel Qin Muyan's aura, or even if she did, she couldn't see through it at her level.

However, the domineering aura of Qin Muyan when he stretched out his hand was so dazzling that it blinded the entire universe! Even Yang Lan'er was almost starry-eyed.

The moment the Great Elder and Nangong Wuhua died, two green lights shot out and were about to fly into the sky in the blink of an eye, causing Yang Lan'er to frown.

"Hmph!" Qin Muyan snorted coldly and waved his wide sleeves. The two green lights came into his palms. With a light crush, they shattered into light spots that floated in the air.

The two green lights were not the souls of the Great Elder and Nangong Wuhua. When Qin Muyan took action, the souls of these two guys had no time to escape.

Instead, it is a death message that will transmit the dying scene back to the life token, allowing relatives to see the existence of the murderer.

To be honest, this is important evidence for revenge. Generally speaking, this kind of information is very fast and illusory. Even if you know it, it is difficult to stop it even with special magic weapons.

But Qin Muyan was killed with bare hands, which stunned Yang Lan'er, who knew this world from novels.

After doing all this, Qin Muyan turned around and carried Yang Lan'er in his arms like a princess: "Lan'er, the world of cultivation is full of dangers. You have to be more careful when I'm not here."

Yang Lan'er stared at the delicate facial features so close to her, and couldn't help but reached out and touched Qin Muyan's face. The touch felt extremely real, and she met Qin Muyan's deep black eyes with confusion.

With her beautiful eyes blank, Yang Lan'er asked, "What's going on with you now?"

Originally, she thought that this was just a trace of Qin Muyan's divine consciousness sealed in her body, but why did it feel so real? This is not scientific...

Qin Muyan let her hands play tricks on his face, smiled lightly, and walked directly into the Summer Cicada Forest. His voice was like a mountain stream, clear and sweet: "It's the clone."

"Ah?" Yang Lan'er was stunned for a moment, then she came to her senses and was a little shocked. In her excitement, she touched the wound. She didn't say a word, but started coughing.

Qin Muyan frowned: "Don't worry, my clone still has some time, be careful of your own injuries."

Not in a hurry? How could I not be in a hurry? The clone thing, is it something that ordinary people can play with? Even for immortals, it requires a certain talent place and practice method to have a chance of success.

Yang Lan'er couldn't understand. Qin Muyan was just a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage. Even if he had some trump cards, how could he have a clone?

However, no matter what, the price this clone needs to pay is definitely not light.

"What level of strength were you at just now?" Yang Lan'er finally recovered her breath, and knew that at this point, nothing could be exchanged for anything. She would settle the account after she met his true form.

"Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Stage." Qin Muyan's eyes flashed with annoyance. This level was really too low. If it weren't for the opponent's weakness, how could he have killed him so easily? Hearing this, Yang Lan'er's face turned green.

Qin Muyan's original body was only in the Qi Refining Stage, but he created a clone who was in the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Stage? Yang Lan'er didn't dare to think about the price he paid.

Under normal circumstances, if one could cultivate a clone and it could be as powerful as the original body, it would be incredible. However, this clone should have reached the realm where he could cultivate, but not only did it come out, it was also one major realm higher. What was going on?

Seeing Yang Lan'er closing her eyes and shivering all over, Qin Muyan couldn't help but wonder, "Are you angry?"

Yang Lan'er ignored him and closed her eyes as if she was asleep. Who was more willful? He asked her to be careful? Why didn't she take better care of herself?

Qin Muyan slipped into a cave. It was dry inside and covered with soft straw, as if people often rested here.

Qin Muyan carefully placed Yang Lan'er on the straw, trying his best not to touch her wounds: "Lan'er..."

Yang Lan'er tilted her head, as arrogant as she could be.

Qin Muyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes: "I'm worried about you!" He reached out and stroked the hair and dirt on Yang Lan'er's cheek. When he thought of how miserable she was when he first came out, his heart tightened unconsciously.

"So, you don't take yourself seriously?" Yang Lan'er opened her eyes, filled with anger.

"Are you concerned about me?" Qin Muyan narrowed his eyebrows, his expression was gentle and tender, without any trace of the domineering attitude just now? Yang Lan'er paused, waved her hand to open Qin Muyan's claws: "Go away..."

As a result, the movement was a little too big, which affected the injury and caused him to cough violently again.