"Lingxiao Sword Sect Gu Xizhan..." A misty light lit up on the stone tablet in the center of the square, "...win!" As soon as he finished speaking, a bright light rushed out of the stone tablet and penetrated into Gu Xizhan's spiritual platform with lightning speed.

She trembled all over, and finally glanced at the stands, then slowly closed her eyes. Her breath gradually became longer and her expression calmed down. All the coldness that had just disappeared, as if she was experiencing something.

"Boom...", the noise continued. When the cultivators looked in the sound, they saw a crack with the word "+" appeared above the stone tablet, with light coming out, and the stone tablet shook more and more violently. Finally, in the eyes of everyone, they were surprised or horrified, they were divided into four!

The four stone tablets suddenly flew towards the four corners of the square, "Clang!" and landed on the ground, trembling, smashing a thin layer of smoke and dust.

There are golden lights flowing on the stone tablet, with different names appearing on it in the southeast, southwest and northwest: Gu Xiyao, Lin Ziwen, Gu Xizhan, and Kou Miaochen.

This is the monk who won the championship in various realms in this small meeting.

"It's another fifty years...", the gray-headed old man murmured.

"I don't know who will appear on it in the next fifty years." The young man's eyes shone brightly.

"Swoosh--" Suddenly, several figures appeared next to the competition platform. Everyone looked closely and found that they were the other three. They ended the competition earlier than Gu Xizhan, and now they had been watching silently for a long time.

Kou Miaochen glanced at the other two and nodded slightly. He immediately glanced at the cultivators, holding the sword, stood motionless in front of Gu Xizhan, with a arrogant expression on his face.

Gu Xiyao and Lin Ziwen stood behind Gu Xizhan, holding magic weapons, their faces tense, obviously protecting the Dharma for her.

The discussions around him were a little louder. Needless to say, Kou Miaochen and Gu Xiyao were both Lingxiao disciples, so it was natural for her to protect the Dharma, not to mention that the latter was a brother of Gu Xizhan.

But Lin Ziwen is different. He is not only a disciple of Taixu, but also An Heyu's third junior brother. At this time, his senior sister was injured, but he came to protect the "enemy", which seemed a bit intriguing.

Someone secretly glanced at An Heyu, who was not in a blood-colored face. Seeing her smiling, she did not express any dissatisfaction with Lin Ziwen's actions. Her eyes flashed and she had a measure in her heart.

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In the sky, someone laughed and said, "Does these little bastards regard this as a tiger's den?"

The reason why the Chengcheng Club can attract many geniuses is because of the glory that Kui can get. Since Chengcheng dares to let Kui realize it on the spot, he will naturally not be unprepared.

If someone has bad intentions, are they all vegetarians? Is it necessary for them to protect their solemn affairs?

"It's good to be vigilant." People who are not vigilant are destined to not go far. It's good for them to do this.

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The head hurts so much... On the bed, the pale-faced girl frowned, and the purple-black marks on her neck were shocking.

"Is Xue'er better?" A man asked outside the window, with dark clouds rolling above his head, as if a rainstorm was brewing, as gloomy as his mood at this moment.

The woman wanted to speak but stopped. After a long time, she finally sighed, "It's still the same."

She looked at the Taoist couple's tight brows, endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help it, and expressed her concern that she had been hiding for a long time, "Brother Lie, do you think Xueer, will she not be able to wake up?" Before the other party could answer, she burst into tears, "I only have this one child. What should I do if she can't get better?"

Murong Lie frowned even more. Although he was not very happy that the other party said such a despicable thing, he still patiently comforted him, "Don't worry, Xue'er will be fine. Didn't the elder say that she has nothing to do?"

This is just a word of comfort. The elder meant that Murong Xue was too weak in her constitution. After this incident, she had a desire to die in her heart and was likely to go there.

Thinking of this, Murong Lie hated even more. That boy from the Lin family is really a good person!

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Her head hurts so much, what's wrong with her? By the way, she was going to give the man a surprise. Later... the situation of being betrayed slowly emerged, and she suddenly tightened her fingers, and this pair of dogs/men and women!

Then where is she now? Hospital? Murong Xue's eyeballs began to turn under her eyelids. She tried hard to open her eyes, but she couldn't succeed. She couldn't help panic and layers of cold sweat emerged from her forehead.

No, you must wake up, otherwise... the idea of ​​waking up was too strong. She struggled for a moment, but actually opened her eyes and sat up suddenly.

"Hiss...", gasped, she fell down while covering her neck and began to cough violently. The pain of hypoxia made her unable to look at the surrounding environment.

Of course, people outside heard such a big noise, "Bang!" The door was pushed open vigorously. Before the woman entered the door, she shouted in surprise: "Xue'er!"

Who is calling her? Murong Xue tried hard to open her eyes and looked at her in search of the sound. She saw a strange woman in her early twenties looking at her excitedly, with a faint light of water floating in her eyes.

This person is so beautiful, but why did she dress like this? Seeing the other person's black hairpin loosely tied up with a hairpin and a long skirt of gold-spreading gauze to outline his slim figure, Murong Xue suddenly felt an ominous premonition in her heart.

Subconsciously, she asked directly, "You...", who is it?

"Boom!", the thunder sounded like a mountain collapse and swallowed Murong Xue's voice. The woman only had the fifth level of Qi training, so she naturally couldn't hear what she was saying.

At this moment, she walked quickly and hugged Murong Xue in her arms, her voice choked, "Xue'er, you're finally awake, it's great, it's so good..." Before she finished speaking, she was already crying.

Murong Xue opened her mouth and finally swallowed the words into her stomach. She closed her eyes with some fatigue. Before she recovered, she felt tired after tossing for a while.

Outside the house, a dazzling lightning broke through the sky, as if tore open the rolling dark clouds. "Crash--" the sky seemed to suddenly crack, and the strong wind carried raindrops, whipping the earth like a whip.

For a moment, the grass and trees were low, and the branches and leaves of the two magnolia trees in the yard were broken, and finally they were uprooted. "Boom--", the tall trunk fell down, smashing large areas of mud and water. The green leaves in the past were broken and messy.

Murong Lie frowned, opened the formation in the yard, blocking the rain outside. He raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky curtain that seemed to be pressing down, his face full of worry.

The rain finally kicked off.

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In the darkness, only a dim butter lamp illuminates the half-game chessboard, and a hand with long joints and moisturized like beautiful jade.

It gently lit the chessboard, as if waiting for an opportunity, finally...

"Bang!", a chess piece was pressed on the chessboard by it. The flame on the oil lamp suddenly jumped, and the shadow of the hand was suddenly stretched, just blocking the new chess.

"It's finally here." Someone sighed softly, his voice floating in the darkness.

"Oh...", the chessboard disappeared, leaving only an oil lamp.

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The dark clouds rolled, coming from all directions, getting denser, and the gray and darkness rolled without seeing the sky.

Kou Miaochen looked up and looked at the towering mountains that seemed to be suppressed by dark clouds, frowned slightly.

"Kala——" The sharp lightning slashed through the sky, and his eyes were filled with white.

It was like a waterfall rolling back, and the rain poured down with thunder.

"Chalala--" The golden sword curtain seemed a little dazed in the heavy rain, but firmly isolated the rain. He turned his head in the sword curtain, and the vertical marks between his eyebrows became a little deeper.

The rain hit Gu Xizhan mercilessly, flowing into the wound, and then mixed with blood, gathering at her feet, slowly becoming shallower and fade, and finally there was no trace.

Looking at her bloodless face and messy face on her neck, Kou Miaochen felt a little confused. Junior Sister Hengming looked so miserable, but he did not dare to take action. If the spiritual fluctuations he caused affected her perception, it would be a disaster.

"I'll do it." Suddenly a sound rang out. The next second, a dark red paper umbrella flew towards Gu Xizhan, blocking the heavy rain.

Kou Miaochen looked back and saw the enchanting female cultivator holding the white wolf fiddling with the raindrops with his right hand, and his invisible power fluctuated towards the paper umbrella.

"Okay." Jiang Lin smiled. At the same time, the paper umbrella swayed gently and suddenly became dazed. After a few breaths, it was reconciled. However, someone was shocked. As long as he looked away, he would forget the existence of the paper umbrella. Even if he stared at its existence, he would subconsciously ignore it.

This feeling is like someone erasing the existence of a paper umbrella.

Seeing this, Kou Miaochen raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. He immediately poked out his spiritual sense and swept towards the paper umbrella - a piece of nothingness.

Recalling Jiang Lin's identity, he knew that Tianji's disciple...
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