Among the people who were traveling with her, she only knew Shen Xinghai, but no one else knew.

However, no other inner disciples of the other peaks didn't know her. After seeing Wen Yun, they bowed and greeted her: "Junior Sister Wen."

"Junior Sister Wen, I am Zhu Erchong, the second peak's personal disciple."

"Junior Sister Wen, I am Bao Pilong, a disciple of the Fifth Peak."

...

The first peak is extremely powerful within the sect. If the disciples of each peak have friction and disputes with their people on weekdays, they will definitely suffer secret losses and think they are unlucky. This year, they feel very happy to see the first peak failing in the competition.

Of course, Shen Xinghai is not counted. He, who came in from the outer sect, was a marginal figure in the First Peak. This time he went to the sword competition, and the First Peak was too lazy to accompany an elder.

The disciples of each peak witnessed Wen Yun defeating Liu Luoyin with their own eyes, so they admired Wen Yun very much. Even the disciples of the Ninth Peak who were often caught by the third senior brother had a very friendly attitude towards her.

After the beautiful senior sister Mengran took out the fruit wine and gave it to everyone to drink together, the atmosphere on the Yunzhou became more and more harmonious. Everyone took out the food to share. Wen Yun also took out the roast chicken specially prepared for her by the second senior brother last night...

OK, it's actually a grilled crane.

Wen Yun chewed the crispy and soft crane claws, took a sip of fruit wine, and saw the floating clouds passing by the cloud boat. He was about to have another crane wing when he suddenly heard the sound of the crane's clear sound coming from afar-

"That's the Yunzhou of the Xie family." Senior Sister Mengran explained: "It is said that Senior Brother Xie took Senior Sister Liu to participate in the sword competition, and used the Xie family's quota."

Someone sneered: "As a result, it's different if you have a good background. Even if you lose the big competition, there is another shortcut to take."

"Hey, Junior Sister Wen, your roasted crane tastes very good, where did it come from?"

Wen Yun responded vaguely: "I don't know anything when I gave it to you by my senior brother."

While the two cloud boats were driving side by side, Xie Mian on the boat bowed to his fellow disciple with a gentle smile, and his eyes naturally fell on the figure with his back to him.

He paused, and before he could think about it, the golden elixir in his dantian suddenly became hot and hot, burning so hard that he had no time to look at the familiar back.

Frowning his eyebrows, he barely returned to the house to rest for a while, Liu Luoyin rushed over.

"I heard that your face is not very good. Is it because the wound is hurting?"

Xie Mian raised his head and showed a comforting smile: "Mian'an is fine, Senior Sister Lao is worried about you. You are also injured. Why don't you rest well in the room?"

Liu Luoyin lowered his face: "I just saw Yunzhou from the sect, and that girl was also on it."

Xie Mian had heard that Liu Luo was defeated by a little girl from the Tenth Peak, but he had been recuperating in his own courtyard a few days ago and did not know the details.

He comforted him warmly: "Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. Senior sister does not need to worry about success or failure for a while. I see that Senior sister's swordsmanship is exquisite, and she will definitely beat her next time."

Liu Luo, who was always arrogant in the past, frowned and hesitated: "Junior brother, you don't know that her sword skills have reached the point where they are out of reach of mortals... Have you ever seen someone who can transform into a sword in his teens?"

Xie Mian was silent for a while, with a little dazed on her pale face, and then her voice was a little awkward: "I've really seen one."

This time it was Liu Luo's turn to be shocked: "Is it your Xie family member?"

The man showed a rare confusion on his gentle face, as if he had recalled something, and his slightly thin lips curled up a very shallow smile: "Yes, when she was fourteen years old, she touched the true meaning of swordsmanship. No, even among my elders, few of us can draw swords faster than her."

"What happened later? What is he now?"

"later……"

She died, under his sword.

Xie Mian's eyes were lowered, and there was a faint sadness on his face: "Later, he went out to practice and was poisoned by the demon cultivator."

Liu Luo was stunned and said apologize in a low voice and stopped talking.
Chapter completed!