Fan Zhilan felt the slightly contemptuous eyes of the people around her, and her unhappiness became more and more intense. She felt that she was about to die of suffocation.
"I don't want to be here anymore!"
At this moment, she no longer had any thoughts about the college exchange competition or the ruins. She just wanted to leave this place.
However, Li Wenyao stopped him.
"Zhilan, don't be impulsive."
Fan Zhilan shook off Li Wenyao's hand and said, "What am I still doing here? Is staying here a joke?"
"Zhilan, don't leave in a hurry." Li Wenyao said quickly, "Although your cultivation has been disabled, I heard that there are some powerful masters who can restore the Dantian.
The ruins in front of you might be an opportunity. We have all come here, don't you feel sorry to leave like this? "
After hearing this, Fan Zhilan paused slightly, with a look of hesitation on his face.
Thinking about it this way, it does make some sense...
Even though she hates everything that happens here, she has also heard that there are some treasures that can restore the Dantian, and maybe they can be found here...
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Emperor Cloud Palace.
The table in front of Ling Yunting had been torn into pieces, and the face that was as handsome as a god was now full of anger, as if dark clouds suddenly shrouded it, like the end of the world, and the whole room became cold.
The pair of dark and deep eyes were now filled with a violent aura, as if the decisive and decisive divine monarch had been completely angered by his majesty, and once it broke out, the world would collapse!
Murderous intent overflowed.
Ling Qingye didn't know what happened. He looked at his eldest brother's sudden change in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Even when he is with his eldest brother on weekdays, he always has a serious look, and the majesty he exudes inadvertently is scary enough.
However, this outburst of anger felt more terrifying than ever before.
He just felt that he was like a small boat under the tsunami storm, and he might die completely under the storm at any time.
"Brother, what happened?" Ling Qingye asked cautiously.
"A small world in the desert."
The moment the words fell, Ling Yunting had disappeared from the spot.
Ling Qingye stared blankly at his eldest brother who had disappeared in an instant like a gust of wind, with a very complicated expression.
"Small desert world? Did something happen to my sister-in-law?"
There is obviously no one other than my sister-in-law who can make my eldest brother look like this. If my eldest brother is so angry and nervous, my sister-in-law must be in danger.
"Didn't my elder brother leave a spiritual imprint on my sister-in-law?"
Ling Qingye thought about it, the eldest brother has always been very concerned about his sister-in-law.
He knew that his sister-in-law needed promotion and experience, but he was worried about her safety.
Even though he had sent someone to protect his sister-in-law, he still chose to leave a spiritual imprint on her body.
"Suddenly knowing the situation, there is only one possibility..."
Ling Qingye's eyes widened, "Has the spiritual imprint on my sister-in-law been triggered?"
After thinking about this, Ling Qingye couldn't care about anything else and quickly followed his elder brother's footsteps and ran outside...
There is someone in the small desert world who can trigger the spiritual imprint of the elder brother, which means that the sister-in-law is in mortal danger!
That bastard didn't want his life, so he dared to kill his sister-in-law
This guy must be cut into pieces!