I crushed an insect to death, and the system actually said I killed a dragon?

Fuhai Community.

The setting sun shines into the house through the window.

The sandalwood furniture was covered with a faint golden glow, and fine dust danced in the sunlight.

Qin Yang was lying leisurely on the sofa, reading news on his mobile phone, and living his life comfortably.

"Come, master, ah——"

Xiaobai held a blue and white porcelain bowl in one hand, pouted and blew a breath of cool air into the medicinal food in the bowl, then carefully handed the spoon to Qin Yang's mouth, "Be careful not to burn it."

Qin Yang opened his mouth and held the medicinal food on the spoon without even moving his eyes.

It is said to be a medicinal diet, but in fact it is similar to Laba glutinous porridge. The rice grains are full and crystal clear, and it is very sweet, glutinous and refreshing.

"Master, is it delicious?"

Xiaobai blinked his eyes, "It shouldn't be painful, my slave has added such a process."

"Yes, it tastes good."

Qin Yang nodded, chewed a few mouthfuls of medicated porridge, swallowed it down his abdomen, and burped comfortably.

Under Xiaobai's service these days, he has almost recovered.

Of course, it’s not just Xiaobai’s help, it’s also inseparable from other people’s supplements.

Ever since they learned that Qin Yang, the young gang leader, was injured, all the senior officials in Jianghai were shocked, and the aftermath was fermenting. Even the officials in the imperial capital were alarmed. They sent people overnight to deliver various medicinal materials, such as dragon marrow mushrooms, ambrosia...

Many people even want to take the opportunity to visit in person!

People are about to come over as soon as they see it.

Leader Li and the others hurriedly stopped outside and refused to meet other outsiders on the grounds that the young gang leader needed to rest.

After receiving such superior treatment, Qin Yang lay on the bed without moving anything.

This healing raw material is continuously delivered to Fuhai Community every day, and is then cooked by Xiaobai himself.

"Master, this porridge is gone."

Xiaobai stirred the empty bowl and ran to the kitchen, "Slave, make another bowl."

"Um."

Qin Yang watched Xiaobai run away. He was fine just lying at home these days. Thanks to the little fox by his side, Li Daoming and the others also came here often.

In his spare time to relieve his boredom, he also mentioned many secrets about his family and the superintendent.

The days passed leisurely.

Right now.

Boom, boom, boom!

There was a sudden knock on the door. Xiaobai walked halfway to the kitchen, put down the bowl with a bang, ran back to the door and opened it.

It's Li Qinghe.

"Why are you such a stinky woman?"

Xiaobai frowned, crossed his chest with both hands, and showed a disgusted expression, "You have nothing to do, and you come to my master to open a small stove again!"

"Huh? What kind of person is this lady?"

Li Qinghe looked over Xiaobai's shoulders and looked directly at Qin Yang behind her, "Master asked me to come here, don't say it in front of me."

Half an hour ago, Qin Yang suddenly sent a text message. After receiving the message, he put down what he was doing and rushed over immediately.

"Come and sit down when you're here."

When Qin Yang heard the voice, he stood up from the sofa and put on his slippers, "I heard the owner of the library mention it before, your Li family seems to have a space magic weapon, or is it a family heirloom?

Do you still have an impression of this? "

"Master, are you talking about the empty spirit bottle?"

Li Qinghe came to the coffee table and frowned slightly, "Yes, the Void is an heirloom of our Li family. It was refined by our ancestors using void crystals and space formations."

"Yes, that's it!"

When Qin Yang heard this, he nodded with satisfaction.

When Li Daoming came to visit two days ago, he only mentioned it accidentally.

But he still remembers it.

After all, a top-level space secret treasure can hold a lot of things, far beyond what a small spiritual weapon like the Ring of Stars can match.

It fits my next plan!

Thinking of this, Qin Yang looked at Li Qinghe and said unceremoniously:

"This ethereal bottle is useful to me. If I want to borrow it, can you see if you can open a back door?"

Saying,

He added: "Of course, I won't let you Li Jiabai help. If you need anything, just ask. I think the situation can be met."

"ah?"

Li Qinghe was stunned again, "Master, what do you want the empty spirit bottle for?"

The Ethereal Bottle is a heirloom of the Li family. It is very difficult to lend it out and is usually not loaned out.

But then, thinking of Qin Yang's hard work for Jiang Hai these days, Li Qinghe hesitated and shook his head.

"Forget it, disciple, I'd better not ask more questions."

She twisted her clothes, pursed her lips slightly, and said with some hesitation: "The Vase is an heirloom of our Li family. It is never loaned out. It would definitely not be possible if it were an outsider."

"However, if you want it, master, I can discuss it with the clan elders and we should be able to set a precedent."

…

….

Time flew by.

A few days later.

The sky above the Dali Mountains is filled with clouds and mist.

Rows of blue herons took off.

Qin Yang stepped on the Ziwei Divine Sword and flew to the last sealed place again.

Looking from a distance, layers of mist surround the foothills, the land is barren of grass, and the top of a mountain is bare.

But under this large formation, there was a violent red light surging.

I saw the beast god sitting cross-legged in the realm of the sea of ​​​​blood, his skull flying everywhere, and his body was full of horrific wounds.

Blood threads were wrapped around his body, constantly repairing the missing parts. It was obvious that he had just escaped from a round of sword energy killings and was entering the stage of recuperation.

"Beast God, I haven't seen you for a while. You look a little haggard..."

Qin Yang floated to the sky above the formation and used his spiritual thoughts to send a message to him: "Why did your head fly away?"

"Hmph! Qin Yang, what are you doing back again?!"

In the formation, the beast god opened his mouth in anger, and his mind followed the sound and probed back, locking onto Qin Yang's breath with resentment, "Are you here to see a joke? One day, I will kill you with my own hands!

Today, thousands of swords pierced my heart, I will remember everything..."

"..."

The furious roars continued to come, but Qin Yang smiled and did not respond, as if he did not hear it. He silently opened the star ring and took out a small green porcelain bottle from it.

The bottle body was as white as jade, not stained with dust, but looking inside from the mouth of the bottle, it seemed to be bottomless.

"Sumeru hides mustard seeds, and mustard seeds contain Sumeru."

This is the empty spirit bottle that Li Qinghe found!

Qin Yang turned the bottle body and looked at the structure with interest.

The Ziwei Divine Sword under his feet withdrew and turned into a purple light and returned to his hand, revealing the sharp and cold sword light.

The sword light shone, making this mountain range bright as day.

"Hmm? What are you going to do?"

In the formation, the beast god sensed Qin Yang's movements outside, and a disdainful sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Are you still planning to kill me?"

"Just give up! I have an immortal body and a lifespan as long as the sky. If you have the ability, you can destroy my consciousness!"

"Immortal?"

Hearing this, Qin Yang's satisfied smile became even stronger. The porcelain bottle in his palm was suspended, emitting a blazing white light. The other hand held the Ziwei Divine Sword and slowly approached the edge of the Ten Directions Sealing Demon Formation.

"That's exactly what I want!"