Nalander looked at Xi Qian, but she knew, "Yes, the Xuanyuan family used to be a force of a higher city. Unfortunately, that high city is now a force of the Nalan family!"

Hundreds of years have passed, and Nalander has been calm.

What's more, when the Nalan family plotted against the Xuanyuan clan, she was not born yet and had no personal experience.

But there was a photo stone in the Xuanyuan family, which recorded that scene. She saw it more than fifty years ago.

Then, Nalande talked about the entanglement between her and the Nalan family and Xi Qian.

This is what the master said, she must be honest in order to get the noble person to agree.

So, not only the Nalan family, but also talked about her hatred with others.

After listening, Xi Qian fell silent.

Her expression was rare and complicated. Nalander...is indeed quite miserable.

However, she did not show a look of sympathy because she knew that Narender didn't need it.

"Actually, what you hate the most is not Yu Xihe, but Meng Qingzhi, right?"

Xi Qian looked at Nalande, her voice was a little distant, and the light in her eyes was still there, without any change.

This made Nalander feel relieved, and she breathed a sigh of relief, and it would be fine without sympathy.

"Hate? I don't know, I can't tell you clearly. I only have one thought in my heart. They all have to die! Or! Life is worse than death!"

Not only them, but everyone who took action at the beginning, would all die!

Nalander's eyes were scarlet and a burst of hatred burst out from his body.

After a while, it gradually calmed down.

"Sorry, I've lost my composure!" Nalander breathed a breath.

"It's okay!" Xi Qian shook her head gently! She expressed her indifferentness!

She turned her heart a few times and had already made a decision, "Since you are sincere, let's talk openly."

This Xuanyuan Realm can be used for three years, which is really good.

Nalander breathed a sigh of relief. She probably agreed to this statement.

"good!"

"Then let's talk about the remnant soul on your wrist!" Xi Qian's gaze fell on her wrist.

Nalander's wrists are very slender, not to mention thin, but they are also very thin, with very white skin and faintly blue.

This is the cause of internal injuries.

"You know?!" Nalander finally changed her face, and she was stunned.

"I won't find out that monk Fanyin has calculated?" Xi Qian smiled gently, and it was so terrifying no matter how he looked!

Nalander: “…”

"Tell me!" Xi Qian returned to her expression and looked at her leisurely.

Before Nalander could think about how to speak, the dead wood on her wrist suddenly reacted.

A red light flashed in a flash, and it passed in a flash.

Then, there was a dark light and spiritual energy!

Xi Qian felt a sudden stern, she suddenly stood up, immediately took a few steps back, and stared at Nalande with caution.

To be precise, staring at her wrist.

"It seems that my friend has recognized it!" The black mist gradually condensed and made a sound.

It sounds very hoarse!

The spiritual power and martial arts in Xi Qian's body were circulating at the same time, his eyes dark and unconscious, "Demon Cultivator!"

Yes, the residual soul on Nalander's wrist turned out to be a magic cultivator!

A real demon cultivator with extremely high cultivation!

"Not bad!" The voice did not deny it!

His body has become a figure, and he can see his appearance clearly.

Slim face and clear edges!

"Master..." Nalande wanted to speak but stopped. Didn't the master say that he could not reveal his identity?

How come it suddenly comes out!
Chapter completed!