Ten reincarnations, all the heroines have turned evil

In the empty hall,

Ye Fan and Chen Bin were silent as they cleaned the messy floor.

From time to time, they looked at each other, as if they had a feeling of mutual respect.

"Well, your name is Ye Fan, right?"

"Um......Senior Brother Chen, what do you think?"

Chen Bin patted Ye Fan on the shoulder and smiled:"You fought well just now. If the Holy Son hadn't arrived in time, I would have lost."

Ye Fan scratched his head and smiled:"No, no, Senior Brother Chen is stronger than me. I just caught the flaw by chance."

"Hahaha, don't be modest. With your strength, you are more than qualified to become a disciple of the Holy Fire Palace." Chen Bin laughed, and his prejudice against Ye Fan instantly disappeared."Speaking of which, I don't know why Junior Brother Ye wants to join the Holy Fire Palace. I see that your profound strength is gentle in yang and strong in yin, which is very suitable for practicing the profound skills of the Purple Cloud Palace."

Ye Fan smiled embarrassedly and said,"I want to join the Holy Fire Palace simply because I admire the Son of Heaven......."

"Oh? Did you come here because you admire the Son of God?"Chen Bin was delighted, as if he had found a soulmate.

Ye Fan was also delighted:"Could it be that Senior Brother Chen......"

"The Holy Son showed me some favors at the beginning, and I chose the Holy Fire Palace because I was willing to serve the Holy Son." Chen Bin's eyes flashed with determination,"I didn't expect that Junior Brother Ye would do the same."

"Brother Chen......"

"Junior Brother Ye......"

The two looked at each other, feeling that they had met too late.

"After we finish cleaning the main hall, I will invite Junior Brother Ye to have a drink."

"Thank you, Brother Chen!"...

Xu Ze didn't know that the male protagonist Ye Fan had established a deep friendship with the cannon fodder male supporting role in the original plot.

As for the male protagonist Ye Fan's desire to join the Holy Fire Palace.

At first, Xu Ze was actually a little reluctant.

However, from the competition between Ye Fan and Chen Bin just now.

Xu Ze saw at a glance that Ye Fan had broken through from the Ruxuan period to the Ningxuan period in just one week.

Although Ye Fan's progress was a bit slow compared to the original plot.

But it must be said that Ye Fan still has some potential as a male protagonist.

Xu Ze decided to keep him under his nose and supervise his growth.

And then, seeing that the secret realm was about to open.

The news about the Hanhai Secret Realm has also spread in the Holy Land.

Every disciple is eager to enter the secret realm and show his skills.

As the son of the Holy Lord, Xu Ze needs to control the overall situation during the Holy Lord's retreat.

The candidates for the secret realm should also be the same as in previous years.

Among the seven palaces in the Holy Land.

The Holy Fire Palace and the Tianhan Palace each have 20 disciples.

The other five palaces each have 10 disciples.

There were ninety disciples in total, plus ten accompanying masters and elders.

As the face of the Holy Land, the Holy Son Xu Ze and the Holy Maiden Qu Qinghan had to be in the accompanying team to intimidate all the cultivators on the Qiankun Continent.

"However, ever since that day when I burned my boats, I have never seen Qinghan again."

"She's not still angry, is she?......"

Xu Ze was vaguely worried.

In order to avoid getting into trouble with her, he randomly called a disciple and asked him to inform Qu Qinghan about the quota of disciples....

At this time, in Tianhan Palace.

In Qu Qinghan's bedroom.

The bedroom was in a mess.

There were torn pieces of paper everywhere.

There were crumpled portraits everywhere.

Qu Qinghan stood in front of the desk, holding a pen in his hand, writing and drawing on the rice paper expressionlessly.

Not long after, the face of a handsome man appeared on the paper.

His eyes were gentle and his smile was like a spring breeze.

This was exactly the portrait of Xu Ze.

However, looking at the portrait, Qu Qinghan's eyes were full of love and hate.

She grabbed the portrait and raised it casually, and slapped the air with her right hand.

The smiling face on the portrait suddenly wrinkled into a knot.

Then, Qu Qinghan flipped her left hand.

The cold air condensed into a sword.

The whole person flashed in the air and appeared in front of the portrait in an instant.

Several cold lights flashed.

The portrait was immediately cut into several pieces neatly, and it could not be found among the piles of paper scattered on the ground.

Then, Qu Qinghan returned to the table.

Picked up the paper and pen, and drew the portrait of Xu Ze again...

The maids of Tianhan Palace were all hiding outside the house, shivering.

Listening to the sound of sword energy breaking through the air from time to time coming from inside the house, their faces turned pale, not knowing what to do.

"The Saint Lady's swordsmanship is getting sharper and sharper......."

"The Saint Lady's painting skills are becoming more and more sophisticated......."

"but...What should I do? Should I go find the Holy Son?"

"Stop it, the Holy Son has been in seclusion for a week, why are you disturbing him now?"

Just when the maids were feeling helpless, a disciple wearing the white and red Holy Fire Palace uniform came to the outside of the palace and saluted with his fists.

"Senior sisters, is the Saint here? The Saint Son asked his disciples to bring a letter."

Saint Son?"

Several maids seemed to have seen a savior.

However, before they could speak, the tightly closed door of the palace was suddenly exploded by several cold lights.

Pieces of paper flew all over the sky.

Qu Qinghan held the ice sword in his hand and walked out proudly from the flying pieces of paper.

"Greetings, Saint......"

Before the last word was finished, the Holy Fire Palace disciple saw the ice sword in Qu Qinghan's hand, placed on his neck.

Cold sweat immediately flowed down his face.

He looked coldly at the Holy Fire Palace disciple whose legs were shaking like a pipa.

Qu Qinghan opened his thin lips slightly, and a chill voice came out of his mouth.

"explain......What did Xu Ze ask you to do?"