In the sky, Qin Hong looked gloomy, his eyes filled with blazing anger as he stared at the place where the black hole disappeared. After a while, he said in a cold voice: "Yuxuan Pavilion...should be destroyed!"

Behind him, the beautiful figure in white looked down with cold eyes, as if she had not seen anything before, and stood there like a puppet.

However, in her eyes, there were two lines of tears falling silently.

Qin Hong turned his head, his eyes fell on her, and he sneered: "From now on, you are mine! Don't worry, I won't touch a hair of yours until I kill him!"

"Besides!" He sneered and said: "As the God of Twelve-Winged Angels, you are still pure. I don't know whether to thank him or hate him. As the God of Angels, you only have a pure body.

Only then can all the bloodlines be awakened!”

He didn't know that Yang Xuan cherished Wei'er very much, so he planned to do such things on his wedding day... But then the apocalypse happened, so Wei'er is still pure until now!

Regarding Qin Hong's words, the beautiful figure in white clothes seemed to have never heard of it, and her expression was dull.

"Whenever you become a saint, the seal will be automatically unlocked... Before that, I will definitely not let him continue to live... He actually has three bloodlines... It is very likely that he is that race..."

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Phew, I have finished writing the eighth chapter, and the exciting journey of the ninth chapter has begun... This part of the eighth chapter is confusing for everyone, and I am struggling to write it. I am also very annoyed when I see the grades getting worse... But in the end

It is impossible to directly create a plot where the protagonist is struck by lightning and travels through time... ugh...
Chapter completed!