"What fate, what life changing for others, I really don''t know what you''re talking about?"


    Qin Lan Dai frowned slightly and her face was full of blank color. If the facts were not in front of her, she doubted whether she was dreaming.


    "Don''t think about it. You just need to know that your man is no longer the little man who was bullied by others."


    Yang Xuan smiled.


    "Little people have their way of life, and the longer they live, I just hope you can keep a low profile in the future."


    Qin Landao.


    "My wife has orders, and I should obey them."


    Yang Xuan''s appearance of being taught with an open mind made Qin LAN roll his eyes and said, "pretend. I don''t know your virtue. You are a person who can''t gain or lose."


    "Well, well, I''ll judge the situation. If I really meet someone who can''t beat the enemy, I''ll naturally be a man with my tail between my legs."


    Yang Xuan shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "well, there are really a few people who can threaten me in the world today. I don''t boast. Now even if a real fairy stands in front of me, I can suppress it with my bare hands."


    Under fate, everything is a mole ant, which is by no means just talking about it. As long as Yang Xuan is willing to pay a certain price, a real immortal will have to turn into dust and ashes.


    "You really master the power of destiny..."


    Not far away, the dream seemed to think of something, and his face showed a deep color of shock.


    There is a divine will. The divine will here refers to destiny.


    Destiny represents the supreme way of heaven. Although it is out of reach, it really exists.


    While practitioners are constantly changing their lives and doing things against heaven. During this period, some people always choose to fight against fate, while others finally choose to give in.


    Yang Xuan looked at Qin LAN and the dream on the other side. He said faintly, "destiny is high, how can others control it? I just got the recognition of destiny and got a kind of destiny."


    He wanted to control the destiny, but since the existence of the destiny, no one has been able to control it, better than Lao Bai, the God of destiny, and can''t control the destiny and do whatever he wants.


    Perhaps only the master of the hall of eternal life, the creator of the wheel of destiny, can really control the power of destiny.


    Thinking of this, Yang Xuan couldn''t help but have some awe of the Lord of the eternal world.


    "Fatalistic seed! Is that it?"


    Qin LAN asked curiously, and his eyes fell on a crystal clear mysterious seed in Yang Xuan''s hand.


    "Yes, this is the seed of destiny, which contains a force of destiny."


    Yang Xuan nodded.


    "If you rashly use the power of destiny, will this fatalistic seed weaken?"


    Qin LAN looked worried.


    "It doesn''t matter. As long as this day doesn''t fall, my fatalistic seed can draw strength from the destiny, and the fatalistic seed will not weaken naturally“


    Yang Xuan shook his head and pointed to the sky on his finger.


    "What''s the matter with your white hair? Is there any side effect of using the power of fate?"


    Qin Lan''s face was more worried. She couldn''t help reaching out and stroking Yang Xuan''s pale long hair.


    Young white hair, this is very abnormal, not to mention Yang Xuan''s white hair, obviously a little pale just now.


    "Women are careful. Yes, there are disadvantages in reckless fatalism, which will consume a certain life span, but you don''t have to worry. I have a thick foundation and a little life span. I can afford it."


    Yang Xuan smiled.


    "Do you really think others are fools? You can deceive Qin LAN, but you can''t deceive me. In my opinion, you have used the power of destiny more than once, and now you have less than a thousand years left."


    Mengqing smiled coldly, but his eyes were very poisonous. He saw Yang Xuan''s physical condition at a glance.


    A living person will have vitality flowing in his body, and the amount of vitality represents the length of his life.


    "What! You can only live for a thousand years!" Qin Lan was shocked.


    "The millennium is just my estimation. Maybe I can''t live for a millennium!"


    Mengqing curled his mouth and felt happy in his heart. For a time, he forgot that he was Yang Xuan''s servant and that he had to obey all his orders.


    "Whether it''s a thousand years or a hundred years, I''m still alive. As long as I''m alive, everything is worthless. With my talent and cultivation speed, even if I have only ten years left, I can change my life against the sky."


    Yang Xuan glanced at Mengqing and said, "woman, you seem to want me to die early!"


    "It goes without saying that unless I know I''m not your opponent, I don''t want you to live for a moment. The more painful you live, the more painful I will be. You and I can''t coexist for a lifetime."


    Mengqing gnashes her teeth and has a strong hatred in her eyes.


    "Mengqing, can''t you forgive Yang Xuan? You know, he didn''t know that I was your reincarnation."


    Qin LAN frowned.


    "Stop talking and don''t mention it again."


    Dream airway.


    "Oh, I see. I didn''t understand why you hate me so much. I dare say that the combination of Qin LAN and me makes you feel humiliated."


    Yang Xuan couldn''t help laughing. He finally understood why Mengqing killed him at the first meeting.


    "Shut up."


    Mengqing denounced.


    "Ha ha, I''m very angry. I feel insulted, right?"


    Yang Xuan laughed, but his voice was cold to the extreme. "It doesn''t hurt to tell you the truth. If you and Qin LAN all take off and stand in front of me, I will only pity Qin LAN, not you. Even if I look at you, I just feel sick."


    "Asshole, I''ll kill you!"


    Mengqing was furious, but before she could do it, she felt that her body couldn''t move.


    "A slave still wants to kill his master? Can he do it instead?"


    Yang Xuan snorted coldly. Without his command, Mengqing is a motionless puppet, a vase that can only be viewed arbitrarily.


    "Boy, let me go and let me fight for life and death."


    Dream screamed.


    "Get out, go to the ninth Purgatory and reflect on yourself. When you understand your true identity that day, I will come out with good intentions and rest assured."


    Yang Xuan took out the purgatory sword and threw Mengqing into the ninth seal space of the purgatory sword.


    It''s a sealed space, but he lifted all the seals a few days ago, so that the whole nine fold purgatory of purgatory sword can be seen again.


    The purgatory sword has nine seals, each of which has its own heaven and earth. In the front several purgatory spaces, there are some villains who once committed great crimes, while the top several purgatory spaces do not detain anyone.


    "Yang Xuan, don''t embarrass her too much, will you?"


    Qin LAN opens her mouth and almost asks. She doesn''t want Yang Xuan to continue to have a bad relationship with Mengqing, nor does she want Yang Xuan to do anything too much to Mengqing because of anger.