The Woman who Became the “Male” God

An Xian realized that He Lin might be in an accident, otherwise no one would come to make trouble so blatantly. As soon as He Rin disappeared, the other party couldn’t wait to take action. On the one hand, he might want to verify whether He Rin’s disappearance is true. On the other hand, it must be because she touched the other party’s interests. Otherwise, with her current popularity, it would be easy to rush to her. Get the upper body on fire. It can be seen that the opponent is not targeting either her or He Lin, but both of them.

Thinking of this, An Xian no longer had to deal with each other, and planted a phantom array outside the flower field, which could make the intruder lost for 30 minutes, thinking that he had completed the task, and then left triumphantly.

However, the formation won't last long. If He Rin doesn't show up for ten days and a half, then the opponent may have to make a heavy move.

He arranged everything in peace, took advantage of the night, and quietly left Siyou Mountain.

Thousands of nautical miles outside Asei Island have been blocked by the military, and Anxian cannot directly charter a boat in the past, and can only pass through the seabed. That's why she brought Yunlin Jiao's minions with them, which can save a lot of time.

An Xian climbed on the dorsal fin of Yunlin Jiao with one hand, and shot towards Asai Island like a torpedo.

Several warships were floating on the surface of the sea, and no figure was found traveling underwater. Even if a life reaction was detected, they were only treated as some kind of fish.

Less than a kilometer away from Asai Island, the minions suddenly stopped, and the scales on their bodies trembled slightly.

An Xian's complexion condensed, and she sensed a majestic and violent spiritual wave, raging in front, like a storm, covering this sea area, forming a spiritual enchantment isolated from the world.

No wonder Asai Island cannot communicate with the outside world. This kind of spiritual barrier can shield any electronic signals. Ordinary people don't dare to approach, otherwise their spiritual consciousness may be swallowed by a spiritual storm.

The small sword on An Xian's neck vibrated gently, forming a halo around her and the minions.

The minions spit out a few bubbles, flicked their tails, and rushed into the center of the storm with An Xian.

The closer to the island, the stronger the surrounding coercion. Rao is a peaceful cultivation base, and also feels a bit heavy.

Wow! The minions jumped up and jumped onto the beach on the waves.

An Xian marched towards the island, while exploring around with her divine consciousness. But for a while, she found a dilapidated camp. In the middle of the camp, there were hundreds of incomplete human corpses piled up. Their heads and limbs were chopped off and they were missing.

An Xian frowned, a cold light flashed in his eyes. The scene before him has clearly gone beyond the scope of war and has evolved into an inhumane killing.

Anxian speeded up and passed through several fortresses and camps. All he saw were corpses. Most of them were Union soldiers. Only a few of them were Charis. .

As it continued to deepen, the corpses of the Charlesians gradually increased, many of them died directly in the weapon armor, which was also mixed with the corpses of many birds and beasts. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and spirit.

An Xian's eyes were deep, and she confirmed in her heart that this spirit aura came from He Lin.

Following this spirit, she walked into a small town with the Charles flag, walked through a corpse, and came to an open square. Then she saw mountains of heads and limbs. It was the Union soldiers who had been chopped off. The part to go.

Mottled scarlet, mutilated limbs, disgusting smell... Standing peacefully in the corpse, feeling the despair, pain and anger from the soul.

This is definitely not an ordinary war. What happened?

While thinking, the surrounding mental power suddenly vibrated violently, the wind was violent, the leaves were swishing, and the leisurely long hair danced wantonly, slowly forming a cyclone around the body, blocking the awe-inspiring killing intent as if it were substantial.

An Xian raised his head and quietly looked at the figure from far and near in front of him. He was covered in blood, staggering, and his red eyes were filled with turbidity, as if he had lost consciousness, but moved his body mechanically by instinct.

His mental power was almost exhausted, and his body was exhausted to the extreme, holding on to prevent himself from falling. In his remaining mind, only one thought was left, that is, to kill all enemies.

They... all damn...

He Lin approached Anxian step by step, blood constantly seeping from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. Hearing and vision had almost lost its function, only the sense of smell had not been completely lost.

An Xian stood still on the spot, watching He Lin walk up to her with difficulty, violent mental power rushed to her frantically, blowing her clothes and horns to hunt.

Without waiting for her to move, the mental energy around her suddenly dissipated, and then only heard a plop. He Lin knelt on one knee, fell in her arms, his eyebrows stretched, and his tight expression gradually softened.

Hua Hua...

An Xian held the man in her arms and used her spiritual sense to probe his physical condition.

When the oil ran out, the lamp ran out, and his life was not long.

Anxian's gaze sank slightly, fed him a pill, carefully input a ray of spiritual energy to temporarily protect his lifeline, then put him on his back and quickly ran towards the beach.

With the assistance of the minions, An Xian secretly brought He Lin back to Siyou Mountain at the fastest speed, entered the basement, arranged defenses, and prepared to begin emergency treatment.

However, when she had just sat cross-legged, He Lin's vitality had already been cut off.

An Xian's arms raised halfway to stop in the air, that blood-stained face was still so hideous and terrifying a few hours ago, but at this moment, it is calm and relieved, as if some kind of redemption has been obtained, and all precautions have been removed. And responsibility, you can sleep peacefully.

An Xian didn't have any special feelings for him, but seeing him die in front of her eyes, she still felt very depressed, and she unconsciously recalled the scenes of getting along with him in her mind.

[Hello, I’m He Lin, and I’m also Lord H. 】

[Tell me if you have any trouble, and I will help you solve it. 】

[All listen to you. 】

[I gave you my hands and feet. 】

[How is my performance? 】

[Huahua, I like you. 】

[Huahua, I believe you. 】

[A person's life should be complete, no matter whether it is good or bad, I will not choose to escape. 】

[Huahua, wait for me. 】

…

An Xian stood up, turned around and disappeared in place. The next second, she appeared in the room, picked up the wooden box containing the Phoenix Spirit, and then returned to the basement.

"Phoenix Nirvana, rebirth from the ashes. Whether you can survive this level depends on your good fortune." An Xian whispered softly.

He Lin has excellent aptitude, small achievements in Qi training, and already has the embryonic form of foundation building. Monks generally need spiritual tools or medicinal pills to build foundations, and they can formally enter the Tao with the assistance of their elders.

He Lin's vitality has just been cut off, and his soul has not yet dissipated. With the help of the Phoenix's rebirth, there may be a glimmer of life. It's just that the power of the Phoenix Spirit is very overbearing, and ordinary people can't bear it at all, but now there is no retreat, and An Xian can only give it a try.

With his eyes condensed, An Xian suppressed the rune and broke the seal with one palm.

Suddenly, a ray of fire burst into the sky, spreading a pair of burning wings in the air, sparks little by little, and the temperature suddenly rose.

An Xian ignored the phoenix phantom in the sky, took out the phoenix essence from the box, pinched the chant, and uttered a low voice: "Go!" He slapped the phoenix essence in his hand into He Lin's heart.

At the same time, the phoenix phantom in the air gave a long roar and dived into He Lin's body.

The room fell into darkness, but after a long time, a cluster of flames emerged from He Lin's heart, began to burn rapidly, and soon swept through his body.

When the flame went out, He Lin's body was gone, only a pile of sparkling ashes remained.

Anxian is not sure whether it will succeed, but as long as Mars is not extinguished, there is hope.

She laid a spiritual formation around the ashes, placed 5 spiritual stones, and then sat cross-legged on one side, running spiritual power to protect him.

This process takes at least seven days. During these seven days, An Xian can't leave for half a step, and can't be disturbed, otherwise not only will He Lin be unable to return to the sky, she will also be severely injured.

She had set up a defensive array in the basement beforehand, and ordinary people could not break in, and the magic array outside the flower field had not been removed, so she should be able to hold on for a while.

An Xian took a deep breath, looked at the pile of ashes on the bed, and said silently: He Lin, don't let me down.

In the bedroom, Bai Houchu stared at the screen and tried to contact Anxian for the nth time. The result was the same.

Three days ago, someone left a sentence about going out and disappeared. Bai Houchu suspected that he might have gone to the Asai war zone to find He Lin. The mental storm nearby has weakened a lot, and it is estimated that I will be able to land on the island tomorrow.

If An Xian really went to Asai Island, he should be back in three days. However, there was no news from him. Bai Houchu was very worried. The pollen had not seen the leader for a few days and began to restlessly.

You have to know that some people have been looking for trouble with the leader recently. Can you hear all kinds of news before, but in the past three days, I only saw a group of villains come and go in and out of the leader’s territory, but did not see the leader come forward to solve it. The pollen wondered if any accident happened to the leader.

Wait patiently until the fourth day, the leader hasn't appeared yet.

On the fifth day, someone began to calculate the leader's property, rumors were everywhere, and the dark tide surged.

On the sixth day, the pollen could not sit still.

They have some people and money, they send people to investigate the whereabouts of the leader, while preventing others from destroying the leader's property.

The mental patients of Segle, Qiao Yuli, Ji Jingze, Baihouchu, Tracing to the source and pollen gathered together to form a huge force.

They like the medicine of the leader, the flower of the leader, the commander of the leader, and everything about the leader.

For the leader, they are willing to contribute their meager strength.

In their hearts, the leader is a beautiful man who can perform miracles. Therefore, they firmly believe that the leader will soon emerge like a flower and continue to take them day by day.

Therefore, in the past few days when the leader of the leader disappeared, the Tracing Mental Hospital was fully armed and Siyou Mountain was heavily guarded. Anyone who ran to make trouble was completely disgraced.

Qiao Yuli organized and established a live broadcast channel to keep an eye on developments, with mental patients acting as live reporters, and pollen responsible for broadcasting, expanding influence, and fighting evil forces by the way.

After brutal exposure and retaliation, no one dared to seek trouble again.

While everyone was celebrating the victory, the man behind the scenes thought that the time was right and they were ready to start making big moves.