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"We met once, and now we are from the same family again. This dagger is small and exquisite, and you can defend yourself even if you hold it in your hand."

"Lan Xiyan, we are good friends, right?"

He Anhua put the dagger back into Lan Xiyan's hand, and looked at her with an unnatural look on his face.

"Yeah, thank you, sister Anhua."

Hearing her words, Lan Xiyan no longer refused, but put the dagger back into her sleeve, and then nodded heavily.

She will always remember those who treat her well, so they will always be good friends.

"Thank you."

Looking at her, He Anhua finished speaking, turned around and left.

The clothes fluttered, and the wind blowing by her ears made her beautiful long hair flutter with the wind, drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air.

Turning around and walking away, she disappeared from Lan Xiyan's sight after a while.

Lan Xiyan stood where she was, feeling slightly puzzled in her heart.

Sister Anhua feels weird today, she seems to be very different from before.

Talking has also become a little bit more, it seems that there is still a little sentimental?
Confused, Lan Xiyan stretched out her hand to touch her neck, and after finding out that there was nothing unusual, she prepared to leave.

It's just that she didn't notice a little red dot suddenly appeared on her neck. If she looked carefully, she could clearly see that the outline of the little red dot looked like a spider. Although there was only a small mark, it was It was deeply imprinted on her neck.

He Anhua walked slowly, left the back mountain, felt Lan Xiyan's burning eyes from behind, restrained her mind, and she returned to the cold He Anhua.

She has already completed the final task, no matter what the final result is, she has no relationship with Bei Yuhuang anymore.

From then on, she is He Anhua, she lives for the three words He Anhua, and lives her own life.

Lan Xiyan, I'm sorry!
He Anhua felt a little uneasy as he recited these three words in his heart, but he soon felt relieved.

The final result is still an unknown, and no one knows the answer.

What He Anhua didn't expect was that when Lan Xiyan returned to the Wuqing Temple, the little red spot on her neck suddenly disappeared without a trace.

When her neck became hot, Lan Xiyan had to stop and stretched out her hand to touch the hot spot on her neck, feeling that something was wrong.

The enchantment of the Palace of Heartlessness is transparent, she can't see it and can't touch it, but the little red dot on her neck disappears without a trace once she touches it.

In the Palace of Heartlessness, Di Shiyan stood at the gate, stretched out his hand to look at the little spider in his palm, slightly curled his mouth, looked at the blue sky, and smiled coldly.

Beiyuhuang, even after 1000 years, you still can't beat me.

If you don't get rid of your inner demons, you can only be a Fallen Angel forever.

With a slight movement of the fingertips, the spider in his hand turned into powder, blown by the wind, and disappeared.

After sensing it with magic, Lan Xiyan didn't find anything wrong with her, so she felt relieved a lot.

He lifted his feet and walked towards his own residence, but before he had walked a few steps, he suddenly felt a huge pain in his stomach, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, Lan Xiyan's face was in pain, but her body fell to the ground uncontrollably go.

What happened to her?
The intense pain spread all over her body, causing her to keep rolling on the ground, excruciatingly uncomfortable. She bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from making a sound, but her consciousness began to become more and more blurred.

Sweat was like a waterfall, and soon soaked her skirt, her eyes became more and more lax, and her consciousness became blurred. She gradually closed her eyes and passed out.

(End of this chapter)

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