I Am A Villain, But My Daughter Is Actually The Daughter Of Luck

"What a courage!"

If someone else said it, he might not believe it,

but from the mouth of this demon prince, he already believed it 80%.

With the talent and talent of the demon prince, from his status, it is probably harder to find an opponent of sufficient weight than a secret treasure.

Gu Changhe looked at the Tianling Holy Pill on the table and thought of Yan Ming who had gone astray.

With his status, he was naturally not coveting the Tianling Holy Pill, but thinking about Yan Ming Divine Child.

To be valued so much by the demon prince Ji Wuxuan, the other party's strength must be at least the level of Divine Child of Primordial Divine Mountain, and it is very likely that he is stronger than them.

Now the other party is in trouble, the lowest point in his life, and Ji Wuxuan has given him the Tianling Holy Pill as a favor investment.

Gu Changhe thought that he could let his son say a few more good words to him and make friends with him.

There are countless adventures in the sea of ​​stars, and fate is unpredictable. The Holy Spirit Pill was also contributed by the Demon Prince. A few good words will not lose anything, but if Yan Ming recovers in the future, this behavior will be a timely help, and will surely gain the friendship of Yan Ming, the prodigy.

Gu Changhe told his son what he was thinking. After listening, Gu Quan looked a little hesitant, mainly because he didn't know what Brother Ji thought.

"His Highness Wuxuan will agree to this."

Ji Wuxuan took out such a precious pill as the Holy Spirit Pill, which was obviously extraordinary. Gu Changhe believed that the other party would not mind.

However, the matter still needs to be reported.

...

Ancient Clan, in the meeting room.

"Brother Quan, you want to help Brother Yan, why would I mind?"

Listening to Gu Quan's test, even though Ji Wuxuan has always been steady, he can't hide his excitement on his face at this moment, and subconsciously wants to hold Gu Quan's hand.

Brother Quan, Brother Quan!

My good brother.

You are more of a brother than Brother Chu!

Yan Ming's injury would definitely not heal in a short time. Ji Wuxuan was still thinking about how to bring Yan Ming under his supervision. Unexpectedly, Brother Quan took the initiative to come to his house to solve his problems.

"I believe that with Brother Yan's talent, the current predicament is only temporary, and there will be a day when he will rise again in the future."

When Gu Quan was testing him before, Ji Wuxuan was also speculating on the other party's purpose.

After several tests, Ji Wuxuan saw the purpose of Gu Quan and others to help Yan Ming, and his mind was slightly moved, and he spoke up for Yan Ming.

Hearing Ji Wuxuan's high evaluation of Yan Ming, Gu Quan attached more importance to helping Yan Ming.

Seeing Brother Quan's understanding, Ji Wuxuan nodded secretly in his heart, knowing that too much is as bad as too little, he did not strengthen his guidance.

The current situation is very good. Son of Fortune is favored by heaven and earth, and his spiritual perception is extremely extraordinary. Yan Ming is also a leader in spiritual perception among Son of Fortune because he has the Soul of Time.

If Gu Quan supervised Yan Ming under his order, Ji Wuxuan might not be assured, as he might be discovered.

But now, Gu Quan himself was kept in the dark, and everything he did to Yan Ming was sincere. Before the True Eye of Destiny was restored, Yan Ming would most likely not be able to see through Gu Quan's supervision.

And when Yan Ming's True Eye of Destiny was restored...

Ji Wuxuan saw the fragile heart of Son of Fortune and learned a lesson. This time he would not be careless. As soon as Yan Ming's True Eye of Destiny was restored, he would definitely find a way to gain it.

…

Three-Eyed Sacred Clan, in a dilapidated thatched house.

"Yan Ming, this is your meal!"

The servant handed over the stale meal on the plate, and his tone was not only without respect, but also full of ruthlessness.

In the haystack in the house, Yan Ming, who was once respected as Divine Child by the Three-Eyed Sacred Clan, lay quietly.

His clothes were tattered, his body was smelling rotten, and the surrounding thatch was covered with dark red dried blood. What was even more terrifying was that the hole in Yan Ming's forehead had become the size of a quail egg. Looking through the coagulated blood scabs, while marveling at the other party's tenacious vitality, he was also always worried that something would flow out of the blood scabs.

Hearing the servant's shouting, Yan Ming opened his eyes, his eyes calm and indifferent, looking at the bulge on the servant's waist, he already understood something in his heart.

These days, the rotten food and living accommodation have been tested and humiliated in various ways. Has someone finally been unable to bear it?

The experience during this period was like a nightmare from hell. If possible, Yan Ming hoped that his life would be frozen forever at the moment when he spied on the Demon Lord.

Yan Ming is a mature person. Whether it is the experience of his previous life or this life, he also understands some truths about the warmth and coldness of human relationships.

But he did not expect that people's hearts would be ten thousand times colder than he thought.

After Yan Ming suffered a backlash and was in critical condition, the old patriarch of the Three-Eyed Sacred Clan immediately invited various doctors to treat him.

After a big man in the Supreme Realm confirmed that the Destiny Eye could not be repaired, he was pushed into a special secret room under the old patriarch's gaze as if he was looking at a corpse, and extreme pain spread between his eyebrows.

When he opened his eyes again, the Destiny Eye between his eyebrows was dug out alive, and he was also thrown into this thatched house. When he woke up, his whole body was oozing with blood.

Former friends and followers, the better ones stayed away from him, and the vicious ones, in order to follow the new master, not only verbally abused him, but also tampered with his food.

Every moment of these days, Yan Ming's mind was in torment, and he had the urge to close his eyes and sleep forever.

But every time, when his soul fell into darkness, he was always awakened by the old patriarch's eyes that looked like he was looking at a corpse.

Thinking of the old patriarch's relieved and peaceful look over the years, Yan Ming felt extremely nauseous.

Although he didn't know what the meaning of continuing to live was, he really didn't want to die and accept his fate!

But no matter how unwilling he was, facing the current situation, he was powerless.

The food delivery boy with fierce eyes drew out the dagger and slowly approached.

If it was just him, even if Yan Ming was useless, he wouldn't dare to make things difficult for him.

But this time, he was backed by the three-eyed Sacred Clan's direct descendant, the one who specifically asked to dig out Yan Ming's eyes.

Even though he knew that after doing all this, once he was held accountable, he would most likely be pushed out as a scapegoat.

But he was just a servant, and it was worth it to fight for the reward from the young master.

"Zheng!"

The dagger gradually came out of its sheath.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the door was suddenly blasted open!

Before the food delivery boy could see the figure of the person coming, he was slapped out of the door.

"Brother Yan!"

With an incredible cry, Gu Quan stared blankly at the figure lying on the thatch covered in blood.

"Brother Yan, the three-eyed Human Race actually insulted you like this!!!"

Gu Quan's face was filled with grief and indignation.

This grief and indignation was not a disguise, but a real anger.

Yan Ming had just been disabled for a few days, and he was treated like this?

If he hadn't happened to come today, would he have died in the hands of the food delivery boy?

This is the Prodigy that even the Demon Prince values ​​very much!

"Quan Divine Child!"

Yan Ming was slightly stunned.

For the intruder, he thought of many people, including the servants he had taken care of and the clansmen he had instructed, but he never expected that the intruder would be Gu Quan, an irrelevant outsider.

"Brother Yan, I've heard about you, too. This Heavenly Spirit Pill is a token of my appreciation." Gu Quan took out the Heavenly Spirit Pill from his arms. Seeing the jade bottle in Gu Quan's hand, Yan Ming couldn't help but hold his breath. As a former Divine Child, Yan Ming was naturally familiar with pills. The Heavenly Spirit Pill, a pill specifically for soul backlash, could relieve his current situation. "Quan Divine Child, you..." In an instant, Yan Ming had thousands of words in his mind. Recalling the first time they met, he had doubted the other party and spoke in a less polite tone, and he felt guilty. It was not unfair that he was blind. It was fine if he couldn't tell the bad guys apart, but he couldn't tell the good guys apart, such a kind and righteous person like Gu Quan.