Evil God, Love Me Tender

"City lord is mighty!" Countless soldiers had excited expressions on their faces. They were happy to avoid throwing their heads to the ground and letting their blood boil.

Jun Qiyan pursed her lips but didn't say anything. There wasn't any happiness in her eyes. The corners of her eyes glanced at Gu Yao, but she didn't say anything.

"Where are my father and brother?" Jun Qiyan turned around and asked.

Feng Chen Lang was slightly stunned as he said: "They are in the cellar. I'll get someone to bring them out."

Jun Qiyan nodded.

"The Sword Spirit Sect has come in full fury this time. Although they had eaten soldiers this time, it was hard to guarantee that they wouldn't attack again. When I'm not around, you guys must make sure to do your best. " Jun Qianyan's pair of sharp eyes looked at Ye Changsheng, Feng Chen, Lan Jing, and Ji Bai.

He actually looked at each other and nodded his head.

While they were talking, three figures slowly walked in.

"Qiyan, you're back!" Jun Xuanfeng said somewhat excitedly.

Jun Qiyan nodded in response to their greetings, then impatiently squatted down and said, "Brother, I've found a way to help you."

As soon as Jun Qianyan finished speaking, everyone present was stunned for a moment. Jun Mo Chen was so stunned that he couldn't react to what Jun Qianyan had said. After a long while, he slowly raised his eyes.

His eyes were filled with excitement that could not be hidden. He slowly opened his mouth, and his somewhat hoarse voice rang out. "Qiyan, is what you said true?"

Jun Qiyan nodded, and then said with an ugly expression, "It's just that brother, because your Aurous Core has already …" Therefore, your previous practice will all be ruined and you will have to start all over again. Moreover, reconstructing a simple process is very difficult, have you thought about it yet? "

Jun Mo Chen's expression was a little unsightly because of the first part of Jun Qianyan's sentence, but his originally gloomy face regained its liveliness when he heard the latter part.

"As long as I can cultivate once more, what does suffering like this matter count for?"

Jun Mo Chen said with a serious expression on his face. Then, he placed the pill in Jun Qiyan's hand into his mouth without a second thought.

Jun Qiyan knitted her brows, somewhat worried. The pain of reconstructing an Aurous Core was simply unimaginable for an ordinary person.

After Jun Mo Chen placed the pill into his mouth, the aura around him started to change.

Jun Mo Chen's handsome face gradually became distorted, and a thin layer of white fog started to slowly surround his body.

Jun Qiyan let out a sigh, signalling for everyone in the room to leave, not to disturb Jun Mo Chen.

Everyone nodded and left.

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she said in dissatisfaction when they returned to the base.

"I really don't know what elder is thinking. He could have taken down White City in one fell swoop …"

The man in the lead narrowed his eyes and sneered. He sneered at the crowd with disdain in his eyes. However, not a single person in the crowd dared to show even the slightest bit of dissatisfaction.

"Ignorant child!"

Jun Yunrue's face turned pale. She bit her lips and said, "Elegy is a fool. I wonder …"

The man in black shook his sleeves and sneered: "Do you know the strength of that Jun Qiyan? Do you think you can beat her now? "She is a Tier 9 apothecary, what do you think you are!"

The man in black cast a disgusted look at Jun Laige, as if he was referring to some trash.

Jun Laige's face turned pale white. He was obviously frightened by the title of a Grade Nine Alchemist.

The man in black no longer looked at Jun Yunge.

There was another point he did not mention.

Jun Qiyan wasn't just a Grade Nine Alchemist; Di Mo Jiu was standing behind him too!

There is an unwritten rule in this world.

The people of the upper realms couldn't interfere in the matters of the lower realms. Jun Qianyan was an exception. Her parents were characters of the upper realms, but she had been born in the lower realms.

If they wanted to deal with Jun Qiyan, they would have to borrow the hands of the lower realms.

However, Jun Qiyan had founded the White City. The White City was a peak influence of the lower realms.

The man in black narrowed his eyes. It was because of this that he secretly let the Sword Spirit Sect cultivate the secret technique …

If he were to really attack Jun Qiyan today, then Di Mo Jiu would definitely not let them off.

And the law of space was punishing him …

The man in black narrowed his eyes. If Di Mo Jiu had no choice but to make a move …

Jun Qiyan stood atop the city walls of White City, gazing off into the distance. It was unknown what he was thinking about.

Suddenly, a pair of arms appeared at her waist.

Jun Qiyan's entire body stiffened. It was only after she felt the familiar aura behind her that she completely relaxed.

"Promise me you will never let yourself be in danger."

A familiar voice resounded in Jun Qiyan's ears. She leaned her head against Jun Qianyan's chest and said half-coquettishly, "Don't I still have you?"

Di Mo Jiu was stunned for a moment, then he lovingly curled his lips, but that smile did not reach his eyes.

"Promise me that you will never put yourself in danger."

Di Mo Jiu said with a bit of stubbornness.

Jun Qianyan couldn't help but find it funny. He nodded his head, and turned around to look at the face that he hadn't seen for a long time. There was an expression on his face, as if he didn't understand what was going on.

"Ninth Master, the remnants of the Sword Spirit Sect are still here. With White City's current power …"

Jun Qiyan pursed her lips as her expression turned ugly.

Di Mo's eyes dimmed, and he narrowed his eyes.

According to the current situation in the Eastern Xuan Continent, there is no one who can fight against the Sword Spirit Sect.

"Do you know that at the end of the Profound East Continent, there is a mysterious island. The races that live on it can look down on the laws of space."