Ten reincarnations, all the heroines have turned evil

Although I don't know the plot of"The Immortal Emperor Qiankun".

But as a time traveler, Ye Fan has read so many exciting novels before traveling through time, so he naturally knows how the protagonist should win the favor of beautiful women.

Although Ye Fan is not a handsome guy, his facial features are still regular.

He himself is full of confidence because of his identity as a time traveler.

Like this Nine Nether Saint, she looks so cold and icy.

But the more such a woman is, the more weak she is in emotions and the easier she is to conquer.

Then as long as I show enough talent, I will definitely be able to make her look at me with new eyes.

After that, if I can take some opportunities to talk to her about love, flowers, snow and moon, and hug her shoulders when watching the moon, wouldn't it be a natural thing.......

Ye Fan's face was full of greed, and he even started to imagine all kinds of things in his mind.

Qu Qinghan was disgusted by his greasy look, and he gradually became murderous.

I really don't understand why such a person could force Xu Ze to that point in the future.

It's really God's mistake....

The talent test was soon ready.

Qu Qinghan sat in the main seat, watching the twenty people queuing up for the test indifferently.

One of the monks was the first to put his hands on the test stone. Soon, with the influx of profound energy, the test stone gradually emitted a light blue light.

"Light blue, lower grade C."

The disciple of the holy land took a look and wrote it down on the assessment form.

The monk's face suddenly turned ugly.

This test stone is divided into four grades: A, B, C, and D.

His talent can only be considered lower-middle among geniuses.

It is basically difficult to join the holy land full of masters.

The test continued in turn.

This batch of monks, whether blue talent or purple talent, are hovering between excellent and average.

When it was Lu Qingqing's turn, she walked over silently and casually placed her hand on the test stone.

As the mysterious energy poured in, the pink light suddenly shone.

"Pink, Grade A."

The disciple who was named had his eyes light up and said loudly

"Grade A?"

"Doesn’t this mean that this little girl is a genius among geniuses?"

"It's incredible, she doesn't look that old......."

A small discussion broke out among the monks.

However, Lu Qingqing turned a deaf ear to these exclamations. She just raised her head and looked stubbornly at Qu Qinghan who was sitting on the high seat.

Qu Qinghan held up his face, with a playful light in his eyes.

This girl is quite different from the innocent and innocent character in his memory.

And her eyes are also full of anger and murderous intent.......Interesting.

Qu Qinghan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a thought flashed through his mind.

Could it be that she, like him, had also awakened the memory of her past life?

Haha, interesting......Very interesting.

In that case, I shouldn't drive her out of the holy land.

Instead, I should get rid of her in the holy land!

The gloomy cold air suddenly filled the entire pilgrimage hall.

All the monks couldn't help but shiver, and looked around in fear.

"What's going on?"

"It’s so cold!"

"Is this also part of the test?"

Lu Qingqing couldn't help but shudder.

Knowing the difference in strength between the two sides, she knew she shouldn't do anything to provoke Qu Qinghan.

Lu Qingqing hurriedly lowered her head and walked quickly to the side....

The cold gradually dissipated.

The pale monks suddenly felt the warmth coming.

It was like the cold winter suddenly turned into the hot summer.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

"The last one!"

The disciple of the Holy Land secretly glanced at Qu Qinghan, and seeing that Qu Qinghan closed his eyes and said nothing, as if it had nothing to do with her, he immediately shouted loudly

""It's my turn!"

Ye Fan's face lit up, and he immediately ran over, rubbing his numb arms. Oh my god

, it's finally my turn to show off.

Look, I have a top talent and I can beat all of you native monks in one second.

Ye Fan rubbed his hands and put his hands on the test stone with anticipation.

""Okay, let's stop the test here."

However, before he could release his profound energy, Qu Qinghan's cold voice sounded from a high position.

Ye Fan paused with both hands and looked at Qu Qinghan in confusion.

But he saw Qu Qinghan stood up from his seat, his eyes not even staying on Ye Fan.

""Wait! Saint! I haven't started yet!"

Ye Fan was dumbfounded and shouted anxiously.

However, Qu Qinghan seemed not to hear him. He just stretched out his hand and pointed at the monks one by one.

In the end, including Lu Qingqing, he pointed at ten people in total.

"Just now I released the icy mystical energy, and the one who was able to stand still like a mountain was my disciple from the holy land."

"The rest can leave on their own."

Qu Qinghan's words made everyone look at each other in bewilderment.

The holy land disciple in charge of the assessment was even more embarrassed. He ran over and whispered to Qu Qinghan:"Saint Lady, the content of this assessment was determined by the Holy Son. If you modify it at will, then......"

Qu Qinghan glanced at him, and the disciple of the holy land felt his heart tremble, as if he had fallen into a cold abyss.

He didn't dare to say anything more and could only step aside.

Ye Fan opened his mouth, his face dull.

Wait, what's going on? What am I doing?......Eliminated?

My Supreme Gift Bag......My future path of pretending to be cool and getting slapped in the face......

No! This can't be the end of it!

Thinking of this, Ye Fan hurriedly raised his head and looked at Qu Qinghan who was about to leave, and shouted loudly:"Wait! I don't accept this result!"

Qu Qinghan paused, glanced at Ye Fan, and said coldly:"Are you sure you don't accept it?"

The murderous intent in his eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

Ye Fan's legs trembled, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead. Just when the situation seemed to be at a stalemate.

A voice like a spring breeze sounded from inside the hall.

"I am not satisfied with this result either."