The Dragon from Hell

But now, seeing the person they had framed standing in front of them, and they still need help from him, these people are still a little embarrassed.

Facing Feng Qian's provocation, the anger on Lin Qi's face did not last long, because she soon changed into a nearly crazy smile.

She has a gorgeous face, but the arc of her mouth when she smiles makes people feel scared.

I don't know what she was thinking.

Seeing her smile, Feng Qian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"What are you laughing at?" Feng Qian frowned.

Lin Qi looked at her, his eyes fell on the tightly clasped hands between her and Le Zhengli, and his eyes showed disdain without disguising: "Feng Qiang, Feng Qiang, do you think I am the same as you?"

"Sincerity? Only the weak need this kind of thing, and I have never needed any sincerity."

"At the beginning, I wanted to get Zhu Yue just because I wanted him as a person."

"You said he doesn't love me, so what does it matter? What I want is for him to be by my side forever, and now haven't I got what I want?"

"You said he had an affair with a mermaid. Although I don't know which mermaid gave him his heart at the beginning, I have almost killed all the mermaids in the world now."

"So who does he love, what does it matter?"

As she said, she clapped her hands, and soon everyone heard the sound of wooden wheels rolling on the ground.

Then a thin man was put on a wheelchair and pushed out.

Feng Qian turned her head and looked, and like many of the old men of Wan Chaozong behind her, her eyes widened instantly.

"Zhu Yue!"

On the wheelchair sat a young man in black clothes, and the black clothes were even Wan Chaozong's family robes.

The young man's real age could not be told, but he still looked like he was in his early twenties.

His body was extremely thin, and his skin was pale as if he had not seen the sun for many years.

His eye sockets were slightly sunken, and there was a black area under his eyelids.

His eyes were dull like a wooden man, and he did not move even if there was no restraint on his body.

If it weren't for the faint breathing in his chest, I'm afraid people would think he was just a wooden man.

But his current appearance is indeed no different from a puppet.

If Feng Qian hadn't been impressed by him, I'm afraid she would not have recognized that the man in front of her, who looked no different from a walking corpse, was actually the talented young man who was full of vigor and vitality and dressed in bright clothes and riding a horse back then!

Back then, Zhu Yue was born in the Phoenix Clan and was not favored by anyone, but he won the first place in the selection of inner disciples of Wanchao Sect.

He was also dressed in black and had a bright smile, and was chosen by Lin Qi to be her last disciple.

In the chaos, he also burst out with amazing potential, and was able to leave Wanchao Sect with the seriously injured Lin Qi under heavy siege.

Even Feng Qiang, the instigator, did not expect that after many years, Zhu Yue would become what he is today.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at Lin Qi, with a complicated look in her eyes: "Have you forgotten that if he hadn't saved you, you would have died in Wanchao Sect."

"Zhu Yue never participated in the plot against you, you should know this too."

"He was innocent from beginning to end, and he also gave up his status as a cultivator of the immortal sect for you and fell into immortality with you."

The fact that Feng Qiang said these words shows that Zhu Yue's appearance really shocked her.

She always thought that Lin Qi was willing to fall into immortality for Zhu Yue, and Zhu Yue had saved Lin Qi, so Lin Qi should have been getting along with Zhu Yue for these years, if not inseparable, but should have treated each other with respect.

But unexpectedly, Zhu Yue, who had not appeared for three hundred years, became what he is now!

Does Lin Qi love him or hate him?

"Really? I know what you said, but so what?" Lin Qi looked indifferent, and was not moved by what Feng Qiang said: "But you also said that he doesn't love me. Since he doesn't want to love me, he can only end up like this."

"And isn't it good for him to be like this now?" Lin Qi walked to Zhu Yue, took the wheelchair from the maid, and stroked Zhu Yue's face with one hand, with obsession in his eyes: "He doesn't love me, but he won't love anyone else."

Feng Qiang was a little speechless for a while: Yes, he won't love anyone else, because he can't be considered a person now.

After Zhu Yue gave up his practice, he was already a scattered immortal, and it was impossible for him to live for 700 years.

I'm afraid that he can live to this day because Lin Qi used evil methods to save his life.

He is already a puppet.

In the end, Feng Qiang didn't know what to say. Obviously, Zhu Yue's today was also caused by her, but she couldn't help it.He sighed, "I'm still not as crazy as you."

"Haha, thank you for the compliment." Lin Qi took back his hand and pushed Zhu Yue forward: "You didn't come here today to argue with me, so stop talking nonsense."

"Let's follow our previous agreement. As long as you can give me the Phoenix feathers to help me reshape the Phoenix bone, I will give your son an unparalleled... dragon bone!"

Hearing the word "dragon bone", the other people in Wan Chaozong suddenly widened their eyes, their faces full of disbelief.

And Feng Qiang subconsciously looked at Master Song.

Since he appeared with the girl, he didn't ask about the verbal battle here at all, and didn't even look at this side.

He just held the girl and sat on the chair specially prepared for the two of them, holding the girl in his arms and whispering intimately.

Not to mention the girl, she always looked dazed, her eyes were out of focus, as if she couldn't hear anything.

After Song Guoshi recovered his human form, he looked normal, with a body shape and appearance that were no different from normal people.

He maintained a middle-aged face, and even had a graceful temperament after wearing formal and elegant clothes, like an ordinary mature and stable middle-aged man.

Of course, a truly mature and stable middle-aged man would not hug a young girl in public and be intimate with her.

Noticing Feng Qiang's gaze, Song Guoshi raised his hand and waved at her with a smile.

This smile made Feng Qiang frown, and she always felt uneasy in her heart.

However, Lin Qi did not give her a chance to regret, as the former's eyes had already fallen on Yue Ji in the bathtub below.

The contempt and disgust in her eyes were not concealed at all, and she said: "Well, the time is almost up. Any past conflicts between you and me will be put aside for today."

"Don't forget why we are here today. If we fail, all the efforts of these hundreds of years will be destroyed in an instant."

"If it succeeds... we will be the creators of gods in the future!"