I Crushed An Insect To Death, But the System Said I Killed a Dragon?

Chapter 365 Immortality, right? That's great!

 Fuhai Community.

The setting sun shines into the house through the windows.

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.

Li Laohe 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, turned back and ran to the door to open 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, so 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 directly to 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 sound, 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 Vase 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 the corner of her clothes, pursed her lips slightly, and said with some hesitation: "The Empty Spirit Bottle 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 **** 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 off?"

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

In the formation, the beast **** opened his mouth angrily, and his spiritual thoughts came back following the sound, locking on Qin Yang's aura with hatred, "Are you here to see a joke? One day, I will definitely kill you with my own hands!

Today, thousands of swords will pierce your heart, I will remember everything for you..."

“…”

Furious roars kept coming, but Qin Yang smiled and didn't respond. As if he hadn't heard anything, he silently opened the star ring and took out a small celadon bottle from inside.

The body of the bottle is as white as jade and is not stained by dust, but when you look inside from the mouth of the bottle, it seems to be bottomless.

"Sumiru hides mustard seeds, and mustard seeds collect sumeru."

This is exactly the ethereal bottle that Li Qinghe found!

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

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

The glint of the sword made the mountain range shine as bright as day.

"Huh? 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 his lips, "Are you still planning to kill me?"

"It's better to give up! I have this immortal body, and my life span is 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 thicker. The porcelain bottle in his palm hovered, emitting a scorching white light. He held the Ziwei Divine Sword in his other hand and approached the edge of the Ten Directions Demon-Sealing Formation.

"That's just what I want!"

(End of chapter)