So Hal swung his staff and the attack became two points more powerful.

The sudden elemental storm and dust buried all three Yue clan women.

Seeing this scene, Yang Lan'er smiled with glee, and then looked at the jade cage that trapped her with some solemnity.

Sure enough, this kind of magic weapon that can trap people is so annoying. Attacking from the outside is twice as effective with half the effort, but trying to get out from the inside is extremely difficult.

Especially, this was a magic weapon from the immortal world thrown out by the Golden Immortal, and Yang Lan'er was temporarily completely helpless.

So, sometimes plans are always slower than changes, and the magic weapons are so strange that it is hard to guard against them.

In this regard, Yang Lan'er was not discouraged or annoyed, but fell into deep thought, thinking about how to break this predicament.

There was no way. She had actually anticipated this situation from the beginning. Back then in the Cang Yan Continent, many people were very handy with this kind of magic weapon. She didn't believe that there would be no such thing in the fairy world.

Although this was something she had thought about, she had to admit that it was the worst-case scenario.

Yang Lan'er closed her eyes and prepared to call Lingyun Sable and Jinyin Shuanglong outside. It turned out that letting them out at the beginning was the wisest choice.

Before Yang Lan'er could contact Lingyun Zidiao, she suddenly felt the space around her fluctuate. As soon as she opened her eyes, she felt a familiar breath behind her, and the next second she fell into a gentle and longing embrace.

Yang Lan'er froze. She blinked but didn't dare look back, let alone use her spiritual sense, for fear that she was wrong.

"Ah!" The person behind him sighed deeply, with mixed emotions, but also with the pain of missing: "Lan'er..."

A familiar and tender voice whispered in her ear, and Yang Lan'er was a little confused: "Qin...Qin Muyan?"

The next second, Yang Lan'er felt something warm touching her ear, as if an electric current flashed through her body, and all the hairs on her body stood up. She felt no fear, only comfort.

Qin Muyan smiled with his eyes curved, watching with amusement as Yang Lan'er's ears turned pink little by little, feeling an inexplicable sense of shame.

The voice was full of temptation, and he chuckled softly: "Did you miss me?"

As he spoke, Qin Muyan tightened his arms, as if he wanted to rub Yang Lan'er into his bones and blood, so that she could never be separated again. Finally we met again, after searching for so long...

Yang Lan'er's eyes flashed, her eyes were full of light, the corners of her mouth were curled up in a smile, and she said lightly: "I want to!"

For some reason, Yang Lan'er's eyes became moist. Every time Qin Muyan appeared when she needed him most, it was more than just a touching moment.

However, just after saying this word, Yang Lan'er suddenly remembered something and turned her head to see Qin Muyan's unparalleled evil face: "You, you..."

Yang Lan'er stuttered suddenly, then she came to her senses, broke free from Qin Muyan's embrace, turned around and looked at him, "Why did you come out? I haven't encountered any danger yet, okay? Why did you come out?"

Touching her chest, Yang Lan'er frowned even more tightly. What was the purpose of this seal appearing out of nowhere?

Qin Muyan looked at Yang Lan'er's expression, his eyebrows curved, and he smiled gracefully: "Do you think I am a clone?"

Hearing this, Yang Lan'er was stunned. She looked at Qin Muyan suspiciously, then reached out and pinched that charming face. While comparing, she pinched down unconsciously to feel the reality of the touch.

If she hadn't told him, she wouldn't have noticed it. But as soon as Yang Lan'er told her, she realized that the seal on her chest was still there and hadn't been activated at all.

So…

"Are you a real person?" Yang Lan'er was surprised: "But there is no difference between the clone and the real person!" Anyway, there is no way for her to be different, except that the existence of the clone is time-limited.

Qin Muyan gasped when Yang Lan'er's hands were playing tricks on his body. His whole body tensed up, and his muscles were so stiff that Yang Lan'er's hands hurt.

Reaching out and holding Yang Lan'er's hands, Qin Muyan took a step forward, pulled Yang Lan'er into his arms, and fiercely pulled his arms back, saying in a low and hoarse voice: "What are you doing? Do you want me to kill you here? This is not a good place for dual cultivation."

Yang Lan'er was stunned: "..."

How did this topic get so off track? "Didn't you ask me to confirm the difference between the clone and the real person? I didn't feel it." Yang Lan'er raised her face and said innocently.

Qin Muyan lowered his eyes and fell on those pink lips. His gaze deepened and became as dark as ink, concealing the surging emotions.

After a long silence, Qin Muyan struggled to move his eyes away from Yang Lan'er's face, gritting his teeth. He really wanted to eat this woman into his stomach and never separate from her.

Reaching out and touching Yang Lan'er's hair, the smooth and soft touch went straight into his heart. Qin Muyan could only sigh inexplicably: "Lan'er, be good, don't make me angry."

Now, Yang Lan'er was really innocent. She hadn't done anything right? What was this man trying to do with his expression of extreme endurance and lust?

"By the way, why are you here?" Yang Lan'er asked in confusion. She had never thought that Qin Muyan's real body would appear here. She thought that she would not be able to deal with it in the end, and at most she would be able to see Qin Muyan's clone.

"We'll talk about this later. Not only me, but someone else is here too." Qin Muyan curled his lips: "Perhaps, I should thank him, otherwise, I might not know you are here."

Yang Lan'er's face flashed with confusion, and then her eyes narrowed: "You mean, Beichen Huan?"

"Is there anyone else?" Qin Muyan narrowed his eyes dangerously, pinching Yang Lan'er's hair and wanting to pull her to warn her, but he couldn't bear to do so, so he let go: "Just this dog-skin plaster is already a headache, okay?"

Another one, is he going to destroy the universe? "Ahem, that's not what I meant. I'm just wondering why he showed up. But I'll have to settle this account with him sooner or later." Yang Lan'er was so angry that her teeth were itching. The culprit of all this was still alive and well. She simply couldn't live a good life.

Who did she offend?

Qin Muyan didn't elaborate. Now was not the time to discuss this. "What's going on with those guys outside?"

Fortunately, he had risked his injuries and lost his cultivation to place a soul mark on Yang Lan'er without hesitation, otherwise, how could he find Yang Lan'er first? No matter what, it was the right thing to do to take her away first, and it was best not to let Beichen Huan see her.

Yang Lan'er had no idea what Qin Muyan was thinking. She looked at the four people who were fighting fiercely outside. Hal was still attacking fiercely, not giving the three women of the Yue clan any chance to breathe.

But the three Yue clan women obviously had some good stuff. Despite the precarious situation, they resisted all kinds of attacks and waited for the opportunity to fight back.

"Those three women were sent by Xi Jiaxin, and this sixteen-winged angel is here to seek revenge. However, the target of his revenge is me. I killed his daughter." Yang Lan'er spread her hands and introduced indifferently.