Yang An stared at Qin Xuan, the village beauty, and his slightly frowned brow gradually turned into a deep frown.
At this moment, the village girl who looked extremely flustered made Yang An feel that something was strange and something was wrong. The village girl Qin Xuan's expression and reaction were far from what he imagined. It could be said to be a bull's head.
That's not right. It's not at all what Yang An imagined the village beauty should be.
This made Yang An very puzzled. Nature is easy to change but hard to change. It should be difficult to change something in a person's bones. No matter how village girl changes, she can't become so outrageous, right?
This is definitely not Yang An’s worry.
After all, the village beauty is his best CP. They have known each other day and night for many years in Second Life. It can be said that they know each other very well. To put it harshly, they absolutely know shit. But at the moment, the village beauty is a seed of hope.
The way to rebirth in Qianxuan Continent is to live a new life, but with memories and with the help of the complete Dao Ancestor system. Even if the character is affected by the environment and will change to a certain extent, it should not become so huge.
It was so huge that Yang An couldn't feel the smell of the familiar village flower at all.
And like a strange girl who just looks like a village beauty!
Especially Yang An couldn't see any surprise in the village beauty, not even the slightest surprise, only fright and panic. How is this possible?
This really made Yang An confused.
To be honest, if it weren't for his incredible perceptual ability that he could determine that the soul's original aura of the person in front of him was the village beauty, he would have doubted whether the village beauty in front of him was real or fake.
"Yang An...I, let me ask you something..." Perhaps because she couldn't stand being looked at by Yang An, Lu Qianhuan avoided Yang An's gaze. In order to cover up her inner panic, she called out to Yang An and said again.
"Yang An? My dear, you never called me by my name before. You always called me husband, or dear." Yang An stared at the village flower, frowned slightly and said.
"I, Yang An, I'm sorry, I am no longer the same person as before. I am immersed in alchemy practice, and I seem to have forgotten many things and people, or even cannot remember them, especially this
For a period of time, I wanted to quickly break through the realm of seclusion, and I almost went crazy. Although I'm fine now, I can't remember many things."
Lu Qianhuan lowered her head, not daring to look at Yang An. Yang An lifted the veil and said with deep sadness on her beautiful and delicate face. What she said was quite witty. She could feel that Yang An
The eyes that looked at her were full of doubts, or doubts. Therefore, Lu Qianhuan, who had lived to the end of his lifespan, how could he not understand the trap that Yang An's words might contain? She couldn't call her husband or darling.
Exit. What's more, it is most likely a trap deliberately tested by Yang An. The former precious disciple may not really call Yang An that, right? It is too disgusting and completely inconsistent with the original character and temperament of the precious disciple.
"..."
Yang An looked directly at the village beauty Qin Xuan, silent and speechless.
The aura around her body became stronger and colder. At first, Lu Qianhuan didn't feel anything, but soon she felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar, and her body and soul seemed to be solidified.
This also made it clear to Lu Qianhuan that her rhetoric might not be able to deceive her, and might even have the opposite effect, arousing Yang An's suspicion.
But what can she do?
The precious disciple suddenly fell into a deep sleep on his own initiative. He let her out for ventilation and took control of her body, but he did not give her any explanation. If she had not been rich in martial arts experience and could instantly judge the scene and the situation of the people around her, she would not have known it.
She didn’t know how to disguise it. As for the fiancé who met her precious disciple, she knew that Yang An Tianzun wanted to surprise his precious disciple. After all, without her, it would be impossible to hide it from Qin Xuan. And she also knew that it should be
I wanted to meet Qin Xuan in the Source Realm, but I didn't expect it to be so soon.
It was so fast that she was unprepared.
Of course, she was not prepared for this at all.
Because she knew very well that it would not take long for her to come out for ventilation, and Qin Xuan should be able to recover soon, and then he would wake up and replace her.
But what she didn't expect was that Yang An was so impatient to enter the source realm. She didn't even wake up and was hugged by his monkey anxiously.
This hug is not exactly her precious disciple. To put it bluntly, it is just the physical body of her precious disciple. The one who is really hugging and feeling is her!
Lu Qianhuan had never been hugged like this before.
However, it is no longer the time to dwell on these things. Yang An obviously no longer wants to listen to her "fooling". As for the terrifying strength of the true fairyland, if one goes deep into the origin of Qin Xuan's soul, he will definitely be able to discover it.
She, or even pull her out directly, then everything she has done will be wasted, and there is no way to start over.
That was not the result she wanted.
"Yang, Yang An, you, please wait first, whether you believe what I say or not, and give me a little more time, right? What do you want to do to me? Please wait a little longer, at most half a day.
Time, at most! Then you will understand everything, I promise you this! Including my current changes... cough..." Lu Qianhuan said with a trembling voice, and obviously a little embarrassed. But Yang An's breath
It became clear that she was extremely frightened and when he started to suppress her, she no longer had the panic she had before.
After all, she had already discovered her abnormality, and there was no need for her to find a way to hide it. At the same time, after calming down, she also believed that Yang An would not easily gain access to the origin of her soul.
After all, even if he is a true immortal, attacking the origin of the soul will more or less harm Qin Xuan. How could Yang An have the heart to hurt Qin Xuan when he crossed the endless starry sky to see Qin Xuan?
"Are you sure?" Yang An's breath condensed and he said.
"Sure!" Lu Qianhuan said hurriedly.
"Okay, then I will wait for you for a long time." Yang An calmed down and said: "But you'd better not play any tricks with me. If Qin Xuan has any problems at all, I will destroy your soul!"
"..."
Lu Qianhuan's eyes widened: "You, you already know that I am not Qin Xuan?"
Now it was Yang An's turn to stare wide-eyed: "Are you really not?"
"Ahem, forget it, forget it, even though you are an immortal, it's just death. You blew me up, so just leave it to fate. Anyway, the end is approaching, and I won't pretend anymore. I, that's all
Lu Qianhuan, the master of Tiandan Sect, is also Qin Xuan’s master! Since you are the fiancé of my precious disciple, then whether you are an immortal or a deity, I, Lu Qianhuan, can be considered your elder, right? Well, in short, Yang An, you
Just don't be impulsive. No matter what you want to do or decide to do, wait until I meet my precious disciple when she wakes up. It will take half a day at most. Also, don't worry, I'm just a parasite who is about to expire.
It’s just that she has entered the origin of her soul, and I took the initiative to sign a master-servant contract with the soul. I am the servant and she is the master. There is no way I can harm her in the slightest..."