#232Chapter 230 Deal, maid
"I knew it would be like this." Qin Xuan didn't show any surprise on his face. He raised his finger and pointed at the center of the Tomb of Heaven, where the white dragon sleeps. There, the white dragon was wrapped in blood crystal and slept quietly.
And the clone that took away the Angel Holy King's scepter has been waiting here for a long time.
"When?" The Angel Saint King looked at it and was shocked and angry. She didn't expect that she had just thought of the first level, and the other party had already thought of the second, third, and even higher levels.
He actually sent his clone to the center of Tomb of Heaven early in the morning.
"Since you don't want to wake up Tian, I can only wake him up myself in my own way." Qin Xuan said.
"Don't even think about it." Regardless of the backlash of his divine power, as a last resort, the Angel Saint King interrupted the magical skills he had released and flew quickly towards Qin Xuan's clone.
However, it is so far away, how could it be possible in time.
"No." In the exclamation of the Holy King of Angels, the clone held the angel scepter and struck the blood-colored crystal wrapping the white dragon.
Roar——, a roar that was even more terrifying than a giant dragon sounded, and a black shadow carried terrifying white divine power, covering everything around it.
When the white light faded away, everything except the blood crystal covering the white dragon was reduced to ruins. Tian, who was more than two meters tall, stood in front of the blood crystal with an indifferent expression.
Looking at Qin Xuan in the distance, the clone turned into golden red flames and slowly dissipated, leaving only Qin Xuan lying on the ground, his clothes stained with blood, and completely lifeless.
"My messenger, you have failed in your duty." Tian glared at the ruins in front of him on the right.
"It's because my subordinates are incompetent." The Holy King of Angels crawled out of the ruins in embarrassment. Because she was the messenger of heaven, she survived.
"That's not what I want to hear. What's going on with this monkey with a dragon-like aura? Why does he appear in the Cemetery of Heaven?" Tianzhi asked.
"My subordinates don't know that the tomb door has never been opened." The Holy King of Angels glanced at Qin Xuan's body and said with some hesitation: "He appeared here out of thin air three years ago. Although his strength is not strong, he is There are so many tricks and tricks. He even said he wanted to make a deal with you."
Tian interrupted her and said extremely impatiently: "Okay, I don't want to hear this. Throw the monkey's body out and don't let him pollute this place."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Xuan, who was already dead, stood up slowly, his body gradually returning to life, "Even if I can save Bai Long, you won't listen?"
"You're not dead yet?" The Angel Saint King was startled, golden light gathered in his hands, and he subconsciously wanted to attack Qin Xuan. But Tian stopped him, "Get back."
"Yes." The Angel Saint King stepped aside respectfully.
"Interesting." Tian took a step forward, and powerful pressure spread out, overwhelming Qin Xuan who was about to get up again. He asked disdainfully: "As a human, you are indeed very interesting, but why do you want to resurrect the white dragon?"
"Just because I was killed by your colorless realm divine power, but I was resurrected. Isn't that enough?" Since he couldn't get up, Qin Xuan simply lay down on the ground and said.
Looking at Qin Xuan, who had completely regained his life and showed no signs of injury, Tian was silent for a few seconds, dispersed the divine power of the Colorless Realm covering Qin Xuan's body, and asked in a deep voice: "How do you save Bailong?"
Feeling the pressure on his body disappear, Qin Xuan slowly stood up, looked at Tian's burly figure, and said:
"First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Qin Xuan. I come from another world."
"I know that you are using the collected blood stone energy to resurrect the white dragon, and you are almost successful, but if there is an accident in the middle, all your efforts will be in vain."
"And the messenger you chose doesn't seem very smart. He's too arrogant, too stupid, and too cute. To put it simply, he's the brainless type."
Hearing this, the Angel Saint King stood beside Tian, daring to be angry but not daring to speak. Tian said in a deep voice: "Let's get down to business."
"This is a divine object that conquers the creation of heaven and earth." As if by magic, Qin Xuan took out a strange gold coin with the patterns of ghosts and gods. "Its function is to resurrect all lives within a month of death." body."
"Lord White Dragon fell a hundred thousand years ago. Even if this thing can be resurrected, what use will it be? Do you want to kill Lord White Dragon again and then resurrect him?" The Holy King of Angels glared at Qin Xuan.
"Look, what am I talking about? God, I said the messenger you chose is stupid."
Qin Xuan pointed at the Angel Saint King and teased: "Didn't you understand what I said before? If there is any accident in the process, Bailong's resurrection will be in vain and he will die again."
"Just like me, during the three years I slept in Heaven, if I wanted to kill her, I had a hundred chances. It would be best if Bai Long could be resurrected with blood stones. If something unexpected happened, wouldn't you use this resurrection coin to resurrect her? ?"
"You" The Angel Saint King felt a pain in his chest, and Naoko was immediately so angry that it hurt. When she looked at Tian beside her, her face had already turned dark. She did not dare to speak any more and stood silently behind Tian.
"What do you need?" Tian looked at the resurrection coin in Qin Xuan's hand and asked in a deep voice. He indeed felt the immense vitality from that resurrection coin.
"Originally I just wanted to borrow this place to practice. After all, our ghost world is suppressed by a group of false gods. As a result, no matter how talented you are, you can't make any progress in your cultivation. By the way, after the white dragon is resurrected, I can borrow your blood. Spear for fun. But now I've changed my mind."
Qin Xuan smiled and looked playfully at the frightened Angel Saint King standing behind Tian, "What do you think of this? Before your wife is resurrected, let me practice here, and let this silly girl behind you act as a maid for me. , As for the blood spear, if your wife relies on the blood stone to successfully resurrect, I don't want it from you, but if she relies on the resurrection coin, you can give it to me."
"Okay, I promise you." Tian agreed. In his heart, only the white dragon is the only one, and everything else is empty. The meaning of his life is for Bailong.
"Happy." Qin Xuan casually threw the resurrection coin to the other party.
Tian took the resurrection coin, was stunned for a moment, and said with some surprise: "Interesting, aren't you afraid that I will regret it?"
"Let's not say that you can't kill me. Even if you regret it. You are the Lord of the Gods after all, so you wouldn't go back on your word with a human like me." Qin Xuan said: "And the most important thing is that you will not take your wife Life is a joke."
In fact, these so-called benefits are all incidental. His real purpose is to save Bailong. As long as Bailong is resurrected, then his purpose will be achieved.
"Interesting." Tian turned his eyes to the Holy King of Angels with a cold expression, "From today on, you are his maid, do you hear that?"
The Holy King of Angels was naturally extremely reluctant, but after seeing the unquestionable look in Tian Na's eyes, he swallowed back the words that came to his lips. Gongsheng replied: "Yes."
"Look, what did I say, 'Don't play any tricks, or I will make you regret it.' Now you will reap the consequences." Qin Xuan took out a rocking chair from the soul guide and pointed it towards the Angel Saint King. He waved his hand and said: "Come on, little angel, come here and let me hang your legs and squeeze your shoulders, young master."
"You" looked at Qin Xuan's triumphant appearance, and the Angel Saint King was so angry that his lungs almost exploded. Unfortunately, this is God's order.
She couldn't resist, so she lowered her arrogant head and slowly stepped forward.