"puff"
Surging energy. \\\\Following the palm of Xiao Yan's hand, it rushed out violently. There was a muffled grunt from Nalan Yanran's throat. Immediately a mouthful of blood|The corner of his mouth slipped down. Bright colors. Ruddy lips are lined. Desolate and enchanting.
Beautiful eyes||Suddenly with some complicated emotions. Staring at the still indifferent young face. Nalan Yanran's beautiful eyes slowly closed. The arms hang down. The body is like that ruined tidbit. Follow the wind. On the facing face feebly. Toss down.
this moment. It's all silent!
All eyes paused above the falling shadow in midair. Those disciples of Yunlanzong. On the face. It's full of hard to place.
Nalan Yanran. Yun, the most outstanding person of the younger generation. Condensed in a cyclone at the age of thirteen. Successfully become a fighter. At the age of sixteen, he climbed to Dou Shi. Twenty-year-old is one of the big fighting masters in one fell swoop!
Twenty-year-old master. This refining speed. Although I can't say that he is the best person in Lanzong for so many years. It is more than enough to be in the top ten. However, such a good person is enough to make ordinary people awe. But it was lost to the Xiao family trash that year. This is for the Lanzong disciple who has always regarded Nalan Yanran as the goddess in his heart. It undoubtedly gave them a deep sense of frustration
However, when I recalled the process of Nalan Yanran's cultivation. some people. But he couldn't help but think of Xiao Yan. When these are slightly savvy people. Abandoning the pedicle in my heart. Seriously calculated Yan's age. And after the speed of cultivation. Mind. But there was a sudden rise in awe.
Three years ago. Yan is not even a fight. However. Three years later. His strength. But she has caught up with Nalan Yanran and raised to the level of a master
It's been a jump in three years. The boundaries of the fighting master. If you say Nalan Yanran's practice speed is to enter the rank of the Great Fighter in one fell swoop. It's awe-inspiring words. Perhaps Xiao Yan should feel scared.
After opening Xiao Yan's seemingly sharpened face, some lovers. But the apex of my heart couldn't help but trembled. Up to now. They are just now. Three years ago Xiao Yan was only fourteen years old and three years later. That is seventeen
Xiao Yan has always shown maturity and calmness. It covers up many people's guesses about its true age.
Many people are at this age. It had just reached the level of a fighter. However. This former Xiao Yan waste has already begun to be on his way to the strong. |The hall is in!
The seventeen-year-old master!
The founder of Yunlanzong. The wizard who almost surprised the mainland. It's just this age that has just reached the level of the Great Fighter!
Think of all these. Some people swallowed quietly. Gazed at each other, looking at each other. His face was instantly covered with horror and cold sweat.
Of course, Xiao Yan's cultivation is also inseparable from the help of medicine. But if it hadn't been for Yao Lao to secretly absorb Xiao Yan's vindictiveness. There is no time wasted during that golden period. Who can say. Will Xiao Yan be at an earlier time|. Is it to reach the master? but. If there is no three-year waste period to sharpen one's own xinxing. Who can be sure. Xiao Yan could have the mind that even many older generations are admiring.
Blessing in disguise. Yan Fei.
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Above the tree. Nalanjie's face became much grayer at this moment. Straight body. It's also a little rickety. There was a long sigh. Sighing. The meaning of bitterness. The thick one is hard to dissolve. It was a good thing. Do it now. Not only lost one outstanding enough to make anyone jealous: son-in-law. And even face is a big loss. I really lost my wife and broke down.
Nalanjie sighed. Mu Chen and others beside him also shook their heads with a wry smile. Xiao Yan's performance. It also far exceeded their expectations. This little guy who seems to have been practicing alone all the time. It was actually able to defeat Nalan Yanran, who was trained by Yunlanzong. Between these three years. His growth rate. Even Mu Chen and others were shocked by it.
"Not easy little guy" Fa lightly sighed. Although in the previous battle. Xiao Yan made some tricks by virtue of the flying fight. But that fierce fighting consciousness. A discerning person takes a look. So he has experienced real blood and sweat. Far from being pampered by Nalan Yanran. The way of careful practice is comparable.
"It's really not easy. Given time. This son will become a great weapon!" Jia Xingtian nodded. Faint evaluation. But for so many years. He gave such a comment to such a young person for the first time.
Staring into the air. Haibodong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. But then. It tightened again. Because he said. This trip to Yunlan. The most dangerous. Not with Nalan Yanran. But the elders of Yunlanzong.
Look down. I glanced at the elders of the Yunlanzong sitting on the stone platform. Especially when his gaze swept over the slightly greenish cloud edge. Haibodong frowned slightly. The fingers flicked lightly in the sleeve robe. A little bit of cold air slowly lingered in the palm of his hand. Ready to deal with any unexpected accidents at any time.
"Damn boy!"
There was a bit of anger in the palm of his hand. Retaken on the stone platform beside him. Yun Leng's face was pale. He didn't expect Xiao Yan to be so shameless. The sound of his previous reminder. It turned out to have no effect at all.
"Grand Elder. What should I do next? Yanran has already lost." An elder Yun Lanzong asked with a wry smile.
Yun Leng's face changed uncertainly. Nalan Yanran represents the entire Yunlan Sect. Now she has lost the competition. It will undoubtedly damage the prestige of Yunlanzong. Sovereign is not there at this time. He is a great elder. Naturally, every effort must be made to save these losses.
"But there are so many power leaders present. If there is no suitable excuse. How to save it? If it is forced to come. Isn't it obvious that I, Yun Lanzong, is a robber?" Yun Leng's thoughts kept turning.
I was a little irritable thinking about remedial measures. Yun Leng's gaze suddenly stopped on the pale Ge Ye below. at this time. The latter is taking the look of seeing a ghost. Staring at Xiao Yan in the air. That look of horror. Yun Leng, who was already irritable, was even more angry. He couldn't help but shouted in a low voice: "Ge Ye. Pay attention to your image! You are the deacon in the clan!"
With the shout of Yun Leng, Ge Ye trembled all over and finally came to his senses. Suddenly turned his head. His mouth was trembling and his fingers pointed tremblingly at Xiao Yan. Depressed in a low voice. There is a fear that cannot be concealed
Great Elder, he is the mysterious person who killed Cheng! "
Ge Ye said this. Shocking!
All the Yunlanzong elders on the stone platform. His face changed drastically in an instant!
Xiao Yan stared at the graceful figure falling down. Recalling the bitterness and sadness on Qian Nalan Yanran's cheeks. A little tiredness flashed in his eyes again for this so-called three-year agreement. He left home. Leaving the cute girl who made him worried. Now the three-year agreement is finally over. His body and even his soul. It seemed that at this moment, he was relieved of a heavy burden that he could not breathe.
"It's finally over" with a light sigh, the wings vibrated in front of him. The figure is also along the route of Nalan Yanran's fall. Slowly descending. Before it's about to fall. A white shadow suddenly fell from Nalan Yanran's arms. Follow the wind. Floating towards Xiao Yan.
He grabbed Bai Yingyan's eyes and glanced, but his body suddenly stiffened slightly.
White gold. Just a sheet of neatly folded white paper may be due to countless folds. The edge of the white paper. There have been some small holes in the debris. This blank paper. Xiao Yan is very familiar because. That Xiao family hall back then. The boy took out this blank paper from the table. He swayed and wrote the divorce letter that stunned everyone!
Slowly spread out the white paper. Slightly immature handwriting suddenly appeared on the paper. Look down. The blood-stained handprints. Under the sun's rays. It's so dazzling.
Stared at this paper for a while. Xiao Yan shook his head lightly. She glanced at Nalan Yanran who was about to fall. Sleeve robe one. A burst of energy emerged out of thin air. Carry her body. Slowly fell on the bluestone slab.
"cough"
He clutched his chest and coughed a few times. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. Nalan Yanran supported it with one hand. Looking up with a bit of stubbornness. Looking at Xiao Yan standing not far in front of him and the blank paper in his hand. The expression on his cheeks changed. After a long while. Some kind of decision seems to have been made secretly.
Under the public eye. Yan Ran stood up with some difficulty. In a slightly hoarse low voice. There was a bitterness that could not be concealed: "Xiao Yan. You won and follow the agreement of the year. If you lose in the final competition, Nalan Yanran, I should have been a slave."
"Fine. For the reputation of the sect. Please forgive me for not being able to achieve it as promised. Anyway, my unreasonable impression in your heart is deeply ingrained. Then. Let me be willful again."
"I want to come now. What happened to the Xiao family back then. My way. Not right. So. Please say sorry to Uncle Xiao for me in the future."
The words fall. Nalan Yanyu's hand jerked fiercely. Slightly swing. The long sword beside a disciple of Yun Lanzong not far away. Suddenly sucked by a suction
The palm quickly grabbed the long sword. Nalan Yanran bit her silver teeth. The jade hand swings. Sharp sword tip. He slashed at the slender and white neck fiercely.
"what!"
Nalan Yanran's sudden move. All the Yunlanzong disciples on the square of Direct Order, including those elders, changed their faces. They didn't expect Nalan Yanran to commit suicide because of losing the competition. However, it seems that he has no intention of joking. The long sword dances. Nothing nonsense. He cut straight to his neck.
At this time in the field. Although some elders are willing to rescue them. But because of the distance. But he could only watch as the sharp blade was getting closer and closer to Nalan Yanran's neck.
"Ding!"
The long sword carries Sen Leng Jian Qi. Cut through the air. However. Just before it touched that snow-white skin. Xiu Shuangzhi appeared out of thin air. Immediately clamped down suddenly. With a crisp tink. The long sword suddenly stopped. Sharp sword aura. On the neck that can be blown up. A light blood stain was left behind. The blood slowly overflowed. On the white skin. Left a dazzling blood stain.
The long sword was blocked. Nalan Yanran suddenly raised her head. But I saw the pair of indifferent dark eyes.
"I am not very interested in accepting you as a slave. So you don't have to do such a thing to preserve the reputation of Yunlan Sect." Xiao Yan glanced at Nalan Yanran who was biting her red lips. But I couldn't help feeling a little helpless in my heart. Although he defeated Nalan Ran. But this does not mean that he can really make Nalan Yanran a slave. No matter how you say it. Nalan Yanran is the Young Master of Yunlan Sect. It is absolutely impossible for those Yun Lanzong elders to let him do such a thing that greatly damaged the face of Yun Lanzong.
Furthermore. If Nalan Yan really committed suicide here. I am afraid that Yun Lanzong will be furious immediately. The relationship between the two. Then it will truly become hostile! This is not something that Xiao Yan is happy about.
"The three-year agreement has ended. I will be—|. There will be no more entanglements. Your failure today. Right should be a little price for the wrong way you did in the first place," Xiao Yan said lightly. Fingers hold the long sword. Suddenly pulled. Just shake it. The sword is shot out. Immediately, he stabbed fiercely in front of the former Yun Lanzong disciple. The hilt of the sword kept swinging.
"You too. This kind of paper treaty. It doesn't have much strength."
He shook the book of divorce in his hand. Xiao Yan flicked his fingers. Cyan flames rose from between the fingers. Xuan even put it in front of Nalan Yan. Burn a pile of pitch-black ashes. Drifting in the wind.
"What I said three years ago. Today. I repeat it again." Xiao smiled. Soft voice. Slowly echoed above the quiet square.
"Nalan Yanran. In the future. You and my Xiao family. There is nothing to do with you. You are free. Congratulations."
Looking at the smiling youth. Nalan Yanran's cheek. Looks complicated. What she is after. Now it's finally here. Not why. But there is a big empty space in my heart.
"Everyone. The show is over. Let's go back to each house."
Xiao Yan raised his head and smiled at the crowd above the tall tree. Immediately turned and walked a few steps. The huge mysterious ruler on Jiang's face was drawn. Put your hands in, on your back. Then it was under the gaze of countless eyes. Slowly head out of the square.
The sun shone from the sky. | Dao Xian's back is a little lonely. It's just now. It's a lot easier.
Step out of the square. When you will step down the stairs. The faint voice sinking in the heart of Xiao Yan who made the most. It finally sounded.
"Mr. Xiao Yan. Please stay. I have something to do with Yun Lanzong. I need to ask you to verify it in person."