The beauty god is forced to love every day

Chapter 221 The Chief Disciple committed an offense again today 3

I saw a man with an immortal appearance slowly descending from the sky, with long flowing snow-white hair, a moon-white brocade robe, and a tall and slender figure.

The blue eyes were like the rising sky, the extremely handsome face was eye-catching, and the silver bell at the end of the ribbon made a crisp sound.

Yu Wen Si looked at the person in front of him and forgot to breathe for a moment. It was the first time he saw such a beautiful person.

Is this an immortal?

Yan Qing looked at the emperor of this world, who was still a half-grown child. Although he looked immature and messy, his handsome face could not be concealed.

He is born with dignity and is truly a little prince!

The development system seems to be very good as well.

"Who are you?" Yu Wen Si asked vigilantly, his dark golden eyes filled with alertness.

Yan Qing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and stretched out his hand to pinch the baby fat that was still childish. "I will kill the man who came to save you. Will you come with me?"

"My little prince."

The words spoken in the cold voice were extremely gentle. The last sentence made Yu Wen Si feel a little embarrassed, and the tips of his ears suddenly turned red.

"I have a name. My name is Yuwen Si, which means wanton and flamboyant. As long as you kill him, I will go with you."

The boy's clear eyes were full of seriousness, with a clear distinction between love and hate.

Yan Qing smiled and agreed, "Okay."

He turned around and looked at the man with a terrified face, raised his hand slightly, and killed the man in an instant. With a wave of his hand, the man's body dissipated in the wind like smoke.

Yuwen Si widened his eyes, his heart filled with shock. He had never seen such a powerful person who could destroy a powerful man who had completed his foundation building with a wave of his hand.

Yan Qing smiled slightly, reached out and touched Yuwen Si's head, "Let's go! Little prince, I'll take you to kill someone."

Yuwen Si raised his head, trying his best to hide the excitement in his eyes. Was it what he thought?

"It's just as you thought, the person who led you to kill your parents." Yan Qing spoke bluntly.

When Yuwen Si heard this, murderous intent immediately rose in his eyes and he knelt down straight, "I don't know why you helped me."

"But if you help me kill my enemies, I will serve you all my life."

Before he even kowtowed, he was gently lifted up by warm hands. How could Yan Qing accept Yuwen Si's kneeling? So he pulled him up.

His eyes were full of tenderness and doting, "No need to do this, I'm helping you just because you are you, you'll understand later."

Yuwen Si stared at Yan Qing in a daze, feeling inexplicably moved, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in his dark golden eyes.

"Then let's go get revenge now."

Yan Qing nodded, fed a pill to Yuwen Si's mouth, met his puzzled eyes, and smiled gently, "It will help you recover from your injuries."

Yuwen Sicai ate it in one gulp and took Yan Qing's hand actively.

Yan Qingman stretched out his hand and waved. A ray of light enveloped Yuwen Si. The next moment, they disappeared from the spot.

When they appeared again, they had arrived in front of a magnificent building. Yuwen Si looked at the familiar palace in front of him, his heart filled with hatred.

This was the imperial palace of the Wu Dynasty, but now it has been occupied by the Qianwu Dynasty. The phoenix flag that symbolizes immortality has been replaced with a golden dragon.

The guard at the door was very shocked by the sudden appearance of the two people, but he quickly reacted, "How dare you break into the palace?"

Yan Qing just gave a look, and the guards were unable to move, and could only watch the two of them enter the palace.

No one dared to stop them along the way. They arrived at the main hall of the palace and saw a group of people discussing something.

When they saw Yuwen Si and Yan Qing, a look of horror appeared on their faces. How did these two people get here by passing so many guards?

When they saw clearly, one of them said with a gloomy face, "Golden Dragon of the Yuwen clan...how are you still alive?"

Yuwen Si looked at them coldly, his eyes were bloodshot, "Today is the day you die."

The leading man in a dragon robe laughed loudly, "Just you, a brat in the Qi Refining Stage, whose hair hasn't even grown out yet."

"It's just right that you've come to my doorstep, so I don't have to look for you anymore. I'll send you to meet your parents in the underworld."

As he said that, he raised his hand and a fierce spiritual attack came towards Yuwen Si. Yuwen Si's eyes tightened and he was about to resist.

But Yan Qing just waved his hand lightly, and the attack disappeared into thin air.

The face of King Wang Tianquan, who was wearing a dragon robe, changed drastically. This man clearly had no spiritual power fluctuations at all, so how could he easily resolve his moves?

It seemed that he had met a tough opponent today. He looked at him with a gloomy expression and calmly asked someone to ask for help from the immortal.

He slowly stood up from the dragon chair and smiled flatteringly, "I don't know where this senior learned his skills from. I'm sorry for offending you just now. Please..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard a cold voice, "Stop making noise, kneel down."

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful force suddenly made everyone in the hall kneel down in unison, leaving no room for resistance.

Everyone was shocked, especially Wang Tianquan, who was in the early stage of Jindan and was considered the strongest in this area.

The man in white in front of him was obviously at ease. His realm was definitely more than just Jindan, he could possibly be Yuanying, which means he was a real immortal.

When he thought of this possibility, his body began to tremble uncontrollably. His day was doomed.

Yan Qing and Yuwen Si moved together and appeared on the throne. He kicked Wang Tianquan away and sat on the throne.

He held his head with one hand, looking lazy, "Go! Make your enemies pay with blood."

"Thank you, Immortal." Yuwen Si clasped his fists and bowed in gratitude.

He took out the Wenshuang Sword from the storage ring, walked in front of Wang Tianquan, and looked down at him.

"Wang Tianquan, just because of a vague prophecy, you harmed my parents, my people, and Elder Xu. Today is the day you die."

Wang Tianquan's face was filled with fear, and he begged for mercy, "Your Highness, spare my life! I was forced to do this!"

Yuwen Si sneered, "Being forced? Then what about the lives of my dead parents and innocent people?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came, "Stop."

But Yuwen Si turned a deaf ear to him and chopped off Wang Tianquan's head with a knife, and bright red blood splattered on his cheeks.

But he remained unmoved and watched indifferently.

A ray of light flashed, and an old man appeared in the hall. The old man was wearing a black robe, had a stern face, and exuded a powerful aura.

When the old man saw Wang Tianquan's body on the ground, his face became terribly gloomy. He glared at Yuwen Si, and a powerful pressure instantly enveloped the entire hall.

"How dare you kill someone in front of me, you bold boy?" The old man's voice was like thunder, making people's eardrums hurt.

Yuwen Si met the old man's gaze without fear, "He deserves it. It is only natural to kill him."