Kuai Chuan is saving the mad villain every day

Chapter 738 The short-lived prince's white moonlight substitute 49
Qi Jue uncovered the mask: "Qi Yan, you are really smart, so smart that you want to be destroyed too much."

He had deliberately changed his voice, but Qi Yan could still recognize him unexpectedly.

For such a smart person, Qi Jue really wanted to kill him.

There were too many Qi Jue's men, and all of them were good players. Soon, Ye Qinghuan was stopped by his men, with the sword across his neck, threatening Qi Yan.

"Qi Yan, as long as you are willing to reveal the power behind you and cut yourself off, I will let the person you love go."

Ye Qinghuan said anxiously: "Qi Yan, don't!"

Qi Yan's eyes glanced over Ye Qinghuan, and lightly fell on Qi Jue.

"Ah."

A chuckle.

Qi Jue was inexplicably flustered. He saw that Qi Yan's originally gentle and warm eyebrows were stained with gloom at some point, and there was a smile in those beautifully shaped eyes, which were gloomy and inexplicably creepy.

It was obvious that Qi Jue was on horseback, so he should be in a condescending posture.

But when he got off the horse, he felt even more oppressive, just like the demon who is high above and despises all living beings.

Qi Jue felt a sudden pressure in his heart, and continued to look calm and breezy on his face.

"Qi Yan, you can't use your internal strength, don't waste your strength."

"Anyway, you don't live long, why don't you change your life and save the saint!"

Hearing this, Qi Yan had a smile on his lips, even though he was in a difficult situation now, he still looked calm and strategizing.

"Qi Jue, what I hate the most is being threatened."

Qi Yan said casually, and there seemed to be a trace of regret in his eyes, but soon, it turned into sternness and cruelty.

"Ah."

A sneer.

The next moment, an afterimage flashed past, so fast that it couldn't be seen clearly at all.

Qi Jue opened his eyes wide, but before he could see clearly, he saw a sharp sword pressing against his neck.

And the hidden guards he brought had all died under Qi Yan's sword.

The speed is so fast that it is embarrassing.

Looking at the sharp sword on his neck, Qi Jue's heart jumped up.

He turned pale: "How is this possible? Aren't you unable to use your internal strength? Why are you fine..."

Qi Yan frowned slightly, and a hint of puzzlement flashed in his eyes.

Qi Yan didn't know what was going on, it was true that he couldn't use his internal force before, and he would die if he moved.

But how could he allow Qi Jue to threaten him with Ye Qinghuan.

But after using his internal strength at this moment, he unexpectedly found that he was fine.

It's just that the dantian is a little uncomfortable.

It was as if his poison was forcibly suppressed by someone, and it did not affect the use of internal power.

Thinking of something, a trace of astonishment burst into his eyes.

Is it her?
Thinking of her, the pain in my heart hit again.

Why, is he in such pain?

He obviously loves Ye Qinghuan, but it is also difficult to let go of her.

Qi Yan raised his hand and was about to kill Qi Jue when he suddenly heard Ye Qinghuan's exclamation and at the same time a strange male voice came.

"Qi Yan, I stole your woman. If you want it, come to the altar to save her."

Qi Yan looked back, and what he saw was a black horse galloping away, but there was no trace of Ye Qinghuan in the same place.

And Qi Jue also took advantage of this gap to escape.

Qi Yan's eyebrows were cold, and his eyes were heavy with hostility.

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"Not to mention, they look exactly the same, I can't even tell them apart."

When Qi Heng arrived, Qi Jue was distinguishing between Gu Meng and Ye Qinghuan.

"Qi Heng, come here and have a look, can you tell the difference?"

Qi Heng didn't go over, but just sat aside, drinking tea slowly.

Qi Jue was puzzled and said, "Qi Heng, why did you ask me to tell Qi Yan those things? It doesn't matter how good the saint is, he obviously likes this little palace lady better."

(End of this chapter)