Practice starting from the villain female supporting role

On the ruins, all the disciples of the Qianyun Sect were in disbelief, their teeth were bared, their faces were ferocious, and their eyes were red.

Such a powerful enemy who destroyed the world was killed by the young suzerain, but the young suzerain also...

No matter what, they couldn't believe that the person they regarded as a god was now lying here quietly and motionless.

The elders of the Blood Sword Sect and the Liuyun Sect also looked sad, a bright meteor streaked across the sky, and a genius fell.

However, they were elders after all, and they thought of more in a flash, and cold sweat broke out on their backs. The young master of Qianyun Sect died, so Yun Qianlan couldn't help but go crazy.

Could it be that the entire Western Wilderness Continent is going to be in turmoil again, and the sea of ​​blood is floating.

Above the ruins, Ye Xiao was devastated, but a sudden crisis had quietly struck.

The underground palace of the Tianyuan Emperor's capital.

In the hall with carved beams and painted buildings, a man wearing a golden half mask was leaning on a chair bored.

Behind him is a painting that seems to be burning. In the painting, a blue flame is burning, making the whole hall extremely hot.

"Have you found it?"

"...Go back to the Holy Son, not yet."

Below him was a figure in a blood robe, with his face covered under the mask, speaking hoarsely.

"How long has it been, and I can't even find a single person."

"Go away, go find me, if you can't find you, you don't have to come back."

Can't even find a woman, what a waste.

He didn't know which woman gave him what to eat, but he didn't even remember her face at all, and even the restraint in his body that was plotted by Qingyao Holy Land was broken.

If Ying Ziluo knew, he would have instantly understood what Lin Ran had eaten for him. It was the three-element magic pill that she had taken away.

The Three-Yuan Demon Pill is useless to those who do not practice the Three-Yuan Demon Art, however, it can break through the ban with the addition of the natural charm bone fracture blood.

It's just that in this world, no one knows.

Probably only Lin Ran knew.

"Yes, my subordinates will go now."

The man on the throne raised his eyes and dropped a word lightly, but it immediately made the person whose whole body seemed to be soaked in blood tremble.

As the blood guards established by Shengzi Qingyao, no one knows the ruthlessness of Shengzi better than them. Just the Gu worms in their bodies can make them unable to survive or die.

With the withdrawal of the blood-robed man, only one person on the throne remained in the empty hall.

Qingyao's holy son looked at the blood guard's retreat, and slightly closed his eyes.

"Qingyao Holy Land... As long as you get the natural charm, the position of the Holy Master should be changed."

Unexpectedly, he came here to find the natural charm, but unexpectedly found the whereabouts of the emperor's son Chixin.

A natural furnace, an opportunity to become an emperor.

Born with a charming bone and an emperor's heart, he wants both!
Incompetent people make choices.

Men show their determination to win.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and chuckled out loud, echoing in the hall.

　Well, it's called Lin Ran, right?　
I didn't expect that there would be such an interesting person in the Western Wilderness Continent,
The man chuckled.

suddenly,
A red figure appeared from the void.

The man wearing the golden half-mask was stunned for a moment, but then a powerful aura gushed out instantly: "Who is it, courting death!"

The entire hall was shaking, but the answer to him was only silence.

After a while, the man left and stood silently beside the woman in red.

The woman is dressed in red, with poignant beauty and desolation.

This is, Lin Ran?
The man frowned, why did she become like this, forget it, she is his own woman anyway, let's take a look.

The man frowned and carried Lin Ran to his resting place, making weird gestures with his slender fingers.

All kinds of mysterious moves intertwined in the void, drawing out inexplicable pictures one after another.

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The man opened his eyes, his expression contorted.

What a bastard, he dared to touch the woman of Qingyao Shengzi, and he wanted to tear him into pieces.

And there is another person, who is it and why can't be seen, just want to take a look, he vomits blood.

However, it is better to take care of that bug first, such a person is simply disgusting him alive.

Thinking of this, the figure of the man with the golden mask suddenly disappeared into the air.

He didn't realize that he vomited blood not just because he wanted to take a look at the person behind him, but because the strangeness brought to him by the person in front was too small compared to the person behind him, so he ignored it.

What's more, he didn't know that once he left, he wouldn't be able to come back, and the natural charm he was thinking of was already in his own hands.

The arena of the Tianyuan Empire Grand Competition has long been in ruins. There are potholes all over the ground, and countless ruins are scattered on the ground.

Ye Xiao hugged Ying Ziluo and stared at her eyes, as if she had lost her soul, she was in a daze and said nothing.

As the wind blew, the medicinal flowers all over the sky turned into mud, and they swirled one after another, eroding every corner of this land like Ye Xiao's inner sadness.

Ye Yan'er frowned slightly, looked at Ye Xiao and was silent for a moment.

Finally he said: "She may not be dead."

Her teeth itched with hatred for Ying Ziluo in her heart, but seeing Ye Xiao's appearance, she still couldn't harden her heart after all, and she couldn't let it go.

As soon as Ye Yaner's words came out, all the disciples around looked at her, except Ye Xiao.

What did she say, she said that the young suzerain might not be dead.

Liu Ruyu showed excitement, that's right, that's right, how could someone like a god like Young Sect Master die, he must have used some secret method that they didn't know, even if he himself knew that the possibility was very slim.

Ye Xiao didn't respond to Ye Yan'er's words, his expression was in a trance.

"Ye Xiao!" Ye Yan'er scolded directly!

This time she called Ye Xiao by his first name, not Brother Ye.

Hearing Ye Yaner call his name directly, Ye Xiao's dazed expression seemed to loosen a little, he looked up at Ye Yaner numbly: "Yaner, what nonsense are you talking about, Ziluo is certainly not dead , this is just an illusion, I must have fallen into it by accident."

Ye Yan'er's pretty face was full of anger. She probably didn't even believe Ye Xiao's words, but what made her even more angry was that Ye Xiao was still deceiving himself and others until now.

"Until now you are still deceiving yourself, that Ying Ziluo is really so important to you?" Ye Yan'er growled.

"Yes, she is very important."

"Ye Xiao!" She frowned even deeper, hating Ye Xiao for being weak: "Do you know what you're doing!"

Ying Ziluo died, and he was so sad. Besides, she didn't think that Ying Ziluo's death would be so simple.

In the entire Western Wilderness Continent, apart from Ye Xiao, that woman was the only one she could put in her eyes. Although she was an enemy, even she had to admit that that woman was indeed the best in the world.

Even in the prosperous Eastern Continent, there is no second such person, who is ruthless, decisive, and magnificent!
One person, one sword, amazed an era!
"Of course I know what I'm doing." Ye Xiao looked at Ye Yan'er and roared, and the confusion and puzzlement in his heart for many years suddenly rushed out, roaring like a wounded beast.

"Yan'er, you have been following me for so many years, and you have never left. Are you really just protecting me?"

Ye Xiao gently closed his eyes, the sadness in his heart poured down like a tide breaking through a dam, some words were finally uttered, he was not stupid, although he didn't know Ye Yan'er's purpose, but he already knew Perceived.

Even the Emperor Dou didn't pay attention to those unbelievable pills, and the Ye family of Nuoda and even himself have never seen her true strength.

If they hadn't grown up together since they were young, he might have thought that she had been swapped long ago, and the one with him now was an old monster who came out of nowhere.

Ye Yan'er suddenly heard Ye Xiao's words, her heart skipped a beat: "I..."

The embarrassing fig leaf was lifted, and everything was exposed to the sun.

She was indeed close to Ye Xiao for a purpose, not so purely, but after so many years, how could she not have the slightest affection for him.

But she can't tell.

Ye Yan'er's eyes were red for a moment, tears of grievance swirled in her eyes, and the anger in her heart was more vigorous when she saw Ying Ziluo's body.

If it wasn't for Ying Ziluo, how could the relationship between her and Ye Xiao develop to such a point? She knew very well in her heart that even if she reconciled with Ye Xiao in the end, Ying Ziluo would still be a thorn, an extremely sharp thorn , firmly stuck between her and Ye Xiao.

They never seem to be able to go back to the way they were.

Ye Yan'er looked up at Ye Xiao, her spiritual eyes were full of sadness, "Brother Ye..."

After Ye Xiao finished speaking, he turned his head, he didn't care about Ye Yan'er's thoughts, after all, he couldn't go back to the past.

On top of the ruins, the wind was blowing, fascinating the eyes of countless people.

Under the astonished eyes of a group of people, Ying Ziluo's body, which was originally held in Ye Xiao's arms, was weathered inch by inch, turning into dust all over the sky, fluttering into the world.

"This..." Ye Xiao's eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand to grab it desperately, but he couldn't catch anything: "Why, Ying Ziluo, are you so heartless? You don't even want to leave a dead body!"

The surrounding disciples of Qianyun Sect were also shocked by this sudden scene and forgot their sadness.

The air seemed to stand still for a moment.

Ye Yan pursed her red lips, looked at Ye Xiao, and said firmly, "She's not dead."

"Swish"

The surrounding Qian Yunzong cast their eyes on Ye Yan'er in pink for an instant.

She said, the young suzerain is not dead!

If there was still a ray of hope in their hearts just now, but now, even the ashes of the young suzerain have been thrown away, but she categorically said that she is not dead!
"This..." Ye Xiao raised his eyes to look at his empty hand and the dust all over the sky, still a little unbelievable.

After a while, his face was excited, and he looked at Ye Yan'er overjoyed: "Yan'er, you mean that Ziluo is really not dead?"

"She's not dead!" Ye Yan'er frowned, nodded, and the bitterness in her heart was spreading: "Brother Ye, you were overjoyed to hear about her, but have you ever thought about me?"

She was sure that the woman Ying Ziluo was definitely not dead. Although she didn't know how it was done, she had a vague feeling that Ying Ziluo had long since left her original track.