Murong Qing's face was pale, drenched in sweat, his expression was painful, his eyes were closed, and he was weakly paralyzed in Yang Fan's arms.

And Yang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression became more and more solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Soul Alchemy! It turned out to be Soul Alchemy!"

Yang Fan's fists were clenched, his knuckles were blue and clicking, and at this moment, Yang Fan's heart was full of anger.

Alchemy is an incomparably evil immortal art, this kind of immortal art, as long as it is imprinted on the soul of a person, it will never linger, it is reincarnation and rebirth, and the imprint of alchemy will still exist!

And for those who have been subjected to alchemy, the alchemy imprint in the soul will explode at the age of 22, and then be tormented by the burning and stinging of the soul every day, and finally die in pain, and then be reincarnated, and when they grow up again to the age of 22, they will explode again, and so on and so on, forever.

Alchemy, Yang Fan had seen people perform it, and the person who performed soul alchemy was one of those who killed Yang Fan's relatives and friends 30,000 years ago.

Thirty thousand years ago, Yang Fan saw with his own eyes that person had performed soul refining on his friend's divine soul!

However, Yang Fan never expected that Murong Qing had also been subjected to soul alchemy!

"Thirty thousand years ago, the Misty Immortal Island was destroyed, and sure enough, it was the same group of people who killed my relatives and friends thirty thousand years ago!" In fact, after Yang Fan saw that the Misty Immortal Island was destroyed, he already had some guesses in his heart.

However, today, when Yang Fan saw that Murong Qing had been hit by the soul refining technique, he was even more determined in his heart to guess this guess.

"Xiaoqing, I hurt you. Yang Fan clenched his teeth, and secretly blamed himself in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that thirty thousand years ago, he was washed away by a stream to the Misty Immortal Dao and lived on the Misty Immortal Island for a year.

It was impossible for those people to find the Misty Immortal Island, and they also slaughtered the entire Misty Immortal Island!

"Xiaoqing, don't worry, one day, I will kill those people with my own hands!" Yang Fan clenched his fists, his body overflowed with murderous intent 30,000 years ago, in that big war, those people not only killed Yang Fan's relatives and friends, but also killed Xiaoqing and slaughtered the entire Misty Immortal Island, this revenge, Yang Fan will revenge.

Whew!

Yang Fan took a deep breath, suppressed the killing intent in his heart, lightly touched his finger on Murong Qing's forehead, and shouted in a low voice: "Soul Fixing Technique!"

Snort!

The tips of Yang Fan's fingers, wisps of light, like water waves, spread with Yang Fan's fingers as the center, and Murong Qing slowly opened his beautiful eyes at this moment.

Yang ...... Brother Yang Fan, I'm ...... What's wrong with me?" Murong Qing rubbed his head with a hazy expression, and looked at Yang Fan with a confused face.

Yang Fan shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, let's go home." ”

After speaking, Yang Fan directly stretched out his hand, a princess hugged him, and walked out of the Bai family with Murong Qing in his arms.

Wu Xiaomei gritted her teeth and followed along, Xiaofang was stunned for a long time, followed closely, and the crowd in the hall finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Emperor Fan, I was wrong!" Bai Qi knelt on the ground, his eyes full of remorse.

……

At the same time, Yang Fan hugged Murong Qing, sat on Wu Xiaomei's sassy fan Langyi, and then kicked the accelerator and flew out.

After Yang Fan sent Xiaofang back to his home, he was about to take Wu Xiaomei and Murong Qing back to Yang's house, but at this time, Wu Xiaomei, who was sitting in the back row, opened her mouth and said, "Okay, brother, I'll get off here." ”

"What's the matter, Xiaomei, aren't you going home with us?" Yang Fan asked suspiciously.

Wu Xiaomei smiled, shook her head, and said, "Brother, I won't go back, I'm going back to the United States tomorrow, and I'll contact you next time I come back." ”

"I'll give you this car, I won't need it when I go abroad anyway. Wu Xiaomei glanced at Sao Fan Langyi, shook her head and smiled, and was about to open the door and get out of the car.

Yang Fan frowned slightly, flipped it with one hand, took out a talisman from his sleeve, handed it to Wu Xiaomei, and said, "Xiaomei, this is the talisman I refined, you keep it on your body." ”

The talisman is a special talisman, this talisman can be used to resist all kinds of attacks, that is, bullets, truck impacts, talismans can withstand it, Wu Xiaomei has Yang Fan's talisman, it is almost impossible to encounter any danger in the world.

"Thank you, brother. Wu Xiaomeiqiao's face was full of smiles, and she carefully took the amulet given to her by Yang Fan, and cautiously put it into her arms.

"Goodbye, brother. Wu Xiaomei's beautiful eyes were full of reluctance, and after taking a deep look at Yang Fan, she opened the door and got out of the car.

Yang Fan sighed lightly, kicked the accelerator, and walked away.

Yang Fan drove very fast, and in less than ten minutes, he had already driven the car back to Yang's house.

After returning to Yang's house, Murong Qing was already asleep in the car, and Yang Fan couldn't bear to wake her up, so he could only carefully pick up Murong Qing and carry her into the room.

Yang Fan put Murong Qing on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and then lightly prepared to go out, but Murong Qing's beautiful eyes moved, and the jade hand grabbed Yang Fan's arm, and said softly: "Brother Yang Fan, tonight, don't go." ”

Yang Fan was slightly stunned, nodded, and sat back on the bed.

"Brother Yang Fan, are you ...... You can sleep with me. Murong Qing gritted his teeth, blushed, and finally spoke.

Yang Fan still nodded and lay on the bed.

Anyway, now that Murong Qing is Yang Fan's wife in the legal sense, Yang Fan doesn't have so many scruples.

Murong Qing was lying on the bed, her pretty face was slightly red, like a little daughter-in-law, she got into Yang Fan's arms and looked at Yang Fan quietly.

"Brother Yang Fan, are you ...... You want me. Murong Qingbei gritted his teeth and said very shyly.

Yang Fan lay on the bed, hugged Murong Qing with his backhand, gently touched Murong Qing's head, and said with a smile: "Xiaoqing, your body is still very weak now, come on when you get better." ”

After all, Murong Qing was hit by soul alchemy, and his soul was tormented, and Yang Fan's soul fixing technique could only temporarily relieve the pain of Murong Qing's soul, and it could not be completely cured at all.

Now, Murong Qing's body is very weak, and if Yang Fan and Murong Qing have sex now, it will definitely hurt Murong Qing's vitality.

This kind of thing that would endanger Murong Qing's body, Yang Fan would definitely not do it.

"Brother Yang Fan, that ...... Then how long are you willing to ask for me?" Murong Qingqiao's face flushed slightly, and she asked a little embarrassed.

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth hooked a smile, and he said softly: "Xiaoqing, when I get the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu, I will refine the Soul Shaping Pill for you, and help you cure the soul alchemy." ”

Alchemy, although yin and evil, is not unsolvable.

In Yang Fan's hands, he has millions of cracking methods, but most of these cracking methods will cause damage to the body of the caster, and only one method will not only not cause damage to the body of the caster, but also can break the cocoon into a butterfly and improve the cultivation of the caster.

Fourth Update!

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