The Envoy Nirvana felt a coldness rising from the soles of his feet, shooting straight to his crown, freezing his limbs and bones.
His body stiffened, his head forced to tilt back.
What a handso and stunning face it was, yet it carried an intense aura of slaughter and dominance, making one fear from the heart.
Indeed, the King of Yan was an extraordinarily beautiful man, otherwise with such a cold personality, how could he have a popular support group rivaling that of the Carefree King Yan Shunhua?
But the Envoy Nirvana had no mind to admire He Jia’s features at this mont, he stared wide-eyed: "Yan, Yan..."
His words were left unfinished.
Because He Jia, with a simple raising of his hand, decisively and cold-bloodedly twisted his head off.
Such an act was exactly like Ye Wanlan’s; no wonder they were siblings.
"Prince Brother, watch out for his soul escaping!" Ye Wanlan spoke coldly, "Where do you think you’re going!"
A piercing and tragic cry exploded in the air, the space trembled, as if sothing was being crushed.
The Envoy Nirvana, perished!
Of the seven envoys, only Envoy Lianhua remained now.
At this mont, Envoy Lianhua could also feel the death of Envoy Nirvana.
She bit her lips hard, face pale: "I’ve said it before, Nirvana! We couldn’t possibly beat them right now, and yet you insisted on going out to die!"
At least by staying in the cave mansion, and waiting for the final day when the control over the Supre Wisdom is lifted, they could still survive.
Envoy Lianhua closed her eyes, her expression utterly sorrowful.
After jointly killing Envoy Nirvana, Ye Wanlan put her mind at ease.
She, having continuously activated the Summoning God Banner, Infinite Ruler, and Cangming Seal, was exhausted, her body swayed and fell.
"Xiao Lan." He Jia’s expression changed, quick and agile, he imdiately supported her, placing a hand on her pulse.
"Prince Brother, I’m fine." Ye Wanlan shook her head, "I just exhausted my energy, I’m not hurt. How about you?"
"?" He Jia frowned slightly, "Xiao Lan, I don’t want to disappoint you, but I have to say, I feel like I can’t maintain this state for much longer."
"But as long as you can maintain it, that’s enough." Ye Wanlan’s expression was resolute, "The Ti Administration Bureau must have a way, I will find a way too."
He Jia’s arm trembled, he gently touched her head: "Alright, Xiao Lan will surely find a way."
At least, they could now truly embrace each other.
"With Prince Brother here, I can always take a breather and rest." Ye Wanlan smiled, "But ti is pressing, I need to go into seclusion for a while to create bodies for Aunt and Yingyue."
"In the past, you guarded Yan Mountain for , now I shall guard Yunjing and Shenzhou for you." He Jia said slowly, "I have only one request, prioritize yourself in all matters."
Ye Wanlan waved at him: "Got it, Brother, I’ll go prepare so things first, you go back to the Rong Family, I’ll co find you shortly."
He Jia watched her leave, until her figure disappeared.
He looked at his hand, opening and clenching it, feeling the boundless power within.
To live again and return to Shenzhou was sothing He Jia never dared dream of.
But Ye Wanlan made his unreachable dream co true.
If he had a second chance, he would definitely guard Shenzhou, and surely protect his sister well.
However...
He Jia’s eyes suddenly narrowed.
Now that he had a physical body, could he not challenge Master of Highest Heaven Tower?
Last ti, Master of Highest Heaven Tower indeed answered all three of his questions flawlessly, yet he still wanted to defeat the Tower Master.
anwhile, outside the lab.
Ye Wanlan was contacting Yan Tingfeng.
[Ye Wanlan]: Tingting, don’t co back to Yunjing now.
[Yan Tingfeng]: Hmm?
[Ye Wanlan]: I just tried to create a body for Prince Brother, and it succeeded.
[Yan Tingfeng]: Then I must return even more.
[Ye Wanlan]: Then... try to co back a bit later, I don’t want you two to fight.
[Yan Tingfeng]: I have a question too, if Brother and I fight, who will Xiao Wan help?
[Ye Wanlan]: I’ll choose to watch, and cheer equally for both of you.
She indeed wanted to witness what the battle between the Master of Highest Heaven Tower and the King of Yan would look like.
**
In the afternoon, Xiang Shaoyu and the ancestor of the Xiang Family went to the Rong Family to deliver items.
He arrived first, heading to the back mountain, intending to discuss sothing with Rong Qi, until he noticed a stranger.
It was a man, sitting opposite Ye Wanlan, playing chess.
Xiang Shaoyu quickly pulled out his phone, ssaging Yan Tingfeng.
[Xiang Shaoyu]: Aren’t you back yet? You have a rival in love!
[Yan Tingfeng]: ?
Xiang Shaoyu sneakily took a photo and sent it over.
[Xiang Shaoyu]: Not your type, but also very handso, super handso guy, no?
[Yan Tingfeng]: Good luck.
[Xiang Shaoyu]: ?
What does this have to do with him?
He’s always had good luck!
Before Xiang Shaoyu could put his phone away, a shadow suddenly lood overhead.
His movents paused, and he slowly looked up.
And saw the super handso guy who had been ten ters away suddenly appear before him.
Xiang Shaoyu was born in Yunjing, and as the Xiang Family heir, he had encountered countless top-tier n and won, and he himself possessed a remarkable appearance.
But Ye Wanlan and Yan Tingfeng were not among ordinary people, in terms of both looks and talent they were exceptional.
And now, Xiang Shaoyu saw a third person.
The man wore a simple black shirt, with sleeve cuffs rolled up to mid-forearm, revealing strong and muscular lines.
A height of 1.9 ters was quite imposing, not to ntion those sharp, eagle-like eyes.
Under such eyes, Xiang Shaoyu felt a certain tingling on his scalp, his heart trembled.
Yet, at the sa ti, Xiang Shaoyu couldn’t shake the feeling that this man’s face seed familiar.
He seed to have t him sowhere before.
"Brother?" a familiar voice sounded, Ye Wanlan flew over, "What’s wrong?"
"Caught a sneaky kid." He Jia raised an eyebrow, "He seems to be soone you know."
Ye Wanlan saw Xiang Shaoyu and raised an eyebrow: "Young Master Shaoyu, do you have sothing to discuss with ?"
"I... well, no, I..." Xiang Shaoyu stamred for the first ti, unable to say a complete sentence for a long ti.
Ye Wanlan sighed: "Brother, you’ve scared him."
"Myself... when did I scare him?" He Jia frowned, "I didn’t even say a word to him."
Xiang Shaoyu was indeed sowhat intimidated by this man’s authority, but hearing Ye Wanlan call him brother, he paused: "Miss Ye, I haven’t heard that you have a brother?"
Before Ye Wanlan could answer, the Xiang Family ancestor hurried over.
"Shaoyu, couldn’t find you anywhere, what are you... Lord Prince Yan?!" he exclaid.
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