"I won't tell you more, I have to leave quickly, or the more time they have to prepare for the ambush, the more I will be wiped out. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Yue Xiaohuan said that she had no nostalgia, turned around and walked towards the outside of the venue, and Wang Zhou, who was on the seat, was puzzled at this time, what kind of world does Yue Xiaohuan live in, so that she can think so deeply and carefully?

Looking at the figure that was gradually moving away, Wang Zhou involuntarily got up and followed at this time.

The Tianling Mountain outside the venue was still snow-white, and at the competition venue, because of the protection of the six-pointed star array, the snow turned into a cloud of green smoke as soon as it fell on the barrier, and at this time, Yue Xiaohuan felt a chill hit when he left the venue.

The wind swept in, with the cold snow on her face, Yue Xiaohuan was in front of the gate of the venue, inhaling and exhaling deeply, and then the golden hexagram under her feet unfolded, leading the clouds to rise, and she jumped madly in the direction of Baicaotang at such a speed.

Hurry up, hurry up, if she stops, maybe she will fall into a desperate situation immediately, and the extraordinary perception has made Yue Xiaohuan perceive that several hidden spiritual power fluctuations behind her are bursting out, and counting them carefully, there are at least no less than three powerful breaths, which are constantly approaching her.

The large consumption of spiritual power, coupled with the fact that she and Lan Ruoyou were injured in that battle, the cirrus cloud step under Yue Xiaohuan's feet was finally difficult to support, and gradually slowed down, and the next moment, she only felt that the three wind-like figures quickly increased their speed, and they surrounded Yue Xiaohuan in an instant.

Yue Xiaohuan's gaze swept over the three masked mysterious people beside her, and her heart sank,

It's still coming, but Yue Xiaohuan never thought that even if she left in a hurry, she would still be caught up by these.

"You are...... The people of the Lan Shan family. ”

Yue Xiaohuan was surrounded by the three of them, but she didn't show a panic, but said lightly, the three people in front of her really didn't expect Yue Xiaohuan to guess their identities so quickly, and the three of them looked at each other, and they all showed a little surprise.

"Since you have guessed it, then we won't say much about the purpose of this time, since ancient times, the people of our seven clans have punished mistakes with mistakes, and exchanged lives for lives, you killed Lan Ruoyou, now, take your life to pay for it!"

A masked mysterious man whispered, his hands folded between the words, and the three of them moved in unison, as if they were going to perform some secret magic!

It's not good, the secret art of the Seven Clans has been incapable of cracking for thousands of years, and if he is hit, then it is extremely easy to be killed.

Yue Xiaohuan couldn't help frowning, the three people in front of her were probably all cultivators in the Dan period, and the three of them worked together to perform secret techniques, I am afraid that Jiujiang will soon be subdued.

The hands of the three of them were still rapidly sealing, and Yue Xiaohuan's brain was also spinning rapidly at the same time, and countless escape methods flashed in his mind, but unfortunately it was too late, how magical the secret technique of the Seven Clans was.

When Yue Xiaohuan raised her eyes again, another scene had already appeared in front of her eyes.

I saw that the mountain, which was still snowy a second ago, had been transformed into a small green courtyard, and she herself was sitting on a small stone bench in this courtyard in the shape of a child the size of a two or three-year-old child.

What's going on? Yue Xiaohuan saw that her hands and feet were reduced by several sizes, and she jumped off the stone bench with a puzzled expression.

How did I get smaller, and how did the environment around me change?

Yue Xiaohuan couldn't help pinching herself, and a real pain hit her, making Yue Xiaohuan suddenly feel terrible.

Isn't everything in front of you an illusion? Why is she in such real pain, and why is she here again?

Yue Xiaohuan thought hard for a while, but she didn't think of anything, but the more she thought about it, the more painful her brain became.

"Huan'er, why did you come here again? What should I do if I get cold? ”

A gentle voice came into her ears, and Yue Xiaohuan looked in the direction where the voice came with a puzzled face, only to see a beautifully dressed woman who came anxiously.

Who is this woman? Yue Xiaohuan looked at the woman with doubts, she called herself Huan'er, then this woman must know herself, but there was never any information about this woman in her memory.

"Hey, look at you, you're covered in dust."

The woman walked up to Yue Xiaohuan, and was panting and talking, and patted the ashes on Yue Xiaohuan's body as she spoke.

"Xiao Huan, didn't my mother tell you, don't leave your room anyway, now there are some changes in the clan, and there are many outsiders coming in and out, you said that you ran out like this, how good would it be if you were seen!"

The woman said with a sad face. And Yue Xiaohuan was already shocked at this time, this woman claimed to be her mother? So such an illusion, is it Yue Xiaohuan's memory before entering this body?

The second master had mentioned to him before that she was very likely to be a member of the Seven Clans, so it seems that this woman has beautiful clothes and a good temperament, and because she should be worthy of being a member of the Seven Clans, then this kind of memory should be the memory of Yue Xiaohuan when she was still in the Seven Clans.

But why didn't she let herself run around, why didn't she let the world see her?

Yue Xiaohuan couldn't help but be a little curious about her life experience, she suddenly wanted to ask why this woman wanted to hide her existence so much?

But in the next moment, before Yue Xiaohuan could speak, a loud word suddenly came into Yue Xiaohuan's mind.

"Yue Xiaohuan, they want to kill you! Hurry up and hide! ”

This voice was so familiar, and suddenly a delicate face appeared in Yue Xiaohuan's consciousness, and she suddenly remembered Wang Zhou's figure, and then remembered the preferred conference, and remembered Tianling Mountain.

Yes, she had been competing in the Preferred Tournament before, and now how could she be in this quiet courtyard in the blink of an eye?

Yue Xiaohuan woke up suddenly, she opened her eyes, and the illusion in front of her was shattered in an instant, at this time she only saw three black shadows, all holding a small scimitar and slashing at her neck, and the blade of the scimitar was only less than a hair's distance from her skin.

At this time, Yue Xiaohuan could only take a fierce step, and the cirrus clouds under her feet were together, and she immediately dodged the fatal blow of the three people without danger.

Wang Zhou, who was standing not far away, saw that Yue Xiaohuan dodged this blow, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, just now he listened to Yue Xiaohuan's words in the venue, and he was very worried in his heart, but not long after he followed Yue Xiaohuan out of the venue, he was thrown away by Yue Xiaohuan with a cirrus step.

When Wang Zhou finally found Yue Xiaohuan's figure, he had already seen her besieged by three black-clothed people, but Yue Xiaohuan seemed to be asleep, standing motionless, seeing that she was about to be attacked by those three people, Wang Zhou could only roar.

Fortunately, Yue Xiaohuan heard his words!

As soon as the three black shadows missed, they all stopped for a moment, and their eyes showed surprise.

"She actually broke the illusion!" (To be continued.) )