After leaving Ming Chen with a bright smile, Mu Yanran took two steps back vigilantly and distanced herself from Ming Chen.

Ming Chen, who was sitting on the ground, got up slowly, and saw that the other party had set up again, knowing that the spiritual power of both sides had been almost consumed, and the two of them were going all out for the blow just now.

It seems to be a very stiff situation, but the other party has already been poisoned by her, and the poisonous attack is only a matter of time, and when the spiritual power of both sides is almost consumed, it seems that as long as she consciously delays the time, the victory is decided.

Closing his eyes and slowly breathing a sigh of relief, he gently patted his forehead with one hand, and opened his eyes with a loud bang.

Knowing how much attention was cast on the two of them at this moment, Ming Chen knew that there must be a result in this battle, no matter what the result was, it would definitely need an accurate result.

Just as she was about to speak, the voice from the other side raised her head in disbelief.

"I throw in the towel." With a shallow smile, Mu Yanran took two steps forward and saluted Ming Chen.

Although I don't know why Senior Sister Mingchen has to win, it is this determination that really moves her.

Forcibly piercing the acupuncture points on one's body, and the coercive order is endlessly invalid, doing so will definitely leave sequelae.

In the eyes of their Xiaoyao Sect disciples, this kind of behavior was no different from voluntarily giving up a leg.

To make Senior Sister Mingchen volunteer, Senior Sister must win this battle.

"It's not that I lost, I lost to your nine-turn golden wheel. Senior sister, you are really a genius who is rare to see in 10,000 years. Shaking his head slowly, Ming Chen chuckled.

She was also very proud of being able to control the five wheels when she practiced, and her master also praised her. said that she was one of the best in the Heavenly Pride Sect.

When she was a child, she was held in the palm of her hand by the entire Xiaoyao Sect, and when she grew up, because she wanted to return to her hometown, she chose to leave her hometown and chose to leave her favorite hometown.

When I came back again, I no longer had that pride, no more attention, no more praise and favor from others.

Shizun's gaze was not on her. The gaze of the same door is not here, and even his gaze has moved to the junior sister.

So she was unwilling, unwilling to want to prove something.

But it turns out that the past can really only be regarded as the past.

Wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Tears that others couldn't see, Ming Chen laughed softly, and the dimples on his cheeks were also deeply sunken.

"From now on, tomorrow morning will be a member of the Immortal League."

After saying this. She turned around mercilessly.

In his words, he had already expressed his intention to break off with Xiaoyao Zongen.

The entire disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect were moved. Some are even rushing to this side in fear.

It's just that tomorrow morning's swift pace has not stopped in the slightest.

Although he knew that there would be such a result, Yang Xuzi's face was very ugly at this moment, as if he was like an ordinary old man, much older.

"Tomorrow morning is a good girl," Poria, who lowered her head, also had some tears flashing in the corners of her eyes.

Yao remembers that back then, the little girl who was only so small in size was lying in her arms, and she coquettishly asked for candy.

In the blink of an eye, the child has grown up.

Ming Chen had been laughing, and stood up straight with his back to him.

They all know it. The Xiaoyao Sect is inseparable from the Immortal Alliance.

Yes, inseparable.

They are born healers. But the only thing that this world respects the most is martial artists.

No matter how widely they spread, they can't change their natural disadvantages.

"Senior Sister Mingchen!" Mu Yanran subconsciously chased after her, but the other party's footsteps did not stop at all.

Tomorrow morning's resolute walk, swift walking, and the straight and firm back left everyone present with a spirit that could never be shaken.

No one knows what she was thinking in her heart at this time, only that there were too many emotions in that beautiful smile that could not be let go.

At this moment, the entire Xiaoyao Sect was silent.

Everyone seemed to have figured out something, and also thought about what the back represented.

I understand even more what the sentence "From now on, tomorrow morning will be a member of the Immortal League".

"Senior Sister Mingchen" watched the back leap and step by step towards the Immortal League, Mu Yanran was silent, she stood on the edge of the platform, there seemed to be some thoughts flashing in her mind, but in the end, she didn't catch anything.

"Sister Mirror?" Seeing the back of the decisively leaving, Poria subconsciously took two steps forward and shouted.

"Her poison hasn't been cured yet." Helplessly turning his head sideways, there was something in Mo Kongjing's dark pupils that was gradually changing.

Yan Ran's situation is as dangerous as it is at the moment, but she doesn't think it herself.

Mo Kongshi, who felt that she was about to break her heart, walked down from the dragon platform in pain, and at that moment she heard an exclamation from the Wuyue Square.

Sounds of surprise, fear, eagerness.

Countless emotions, countless voices mixed together.

Subconsciously, she raised her head, but all she could see was a butterfly falling from the sky like folded wings.

"Yanran!"

He shouted loudly, but the fallen remnant seemed so lonely in the air

"Who are you?" In a trance, Mu Yanran blinked her eyes in confusion.

The man in front of him had a skin as beautiful as a woman, white as snow.

The jet-black hair was blown a little messy, and the deep pupils in those dark eyes made people dare not look directly, lest they would sink into it if they looked at it more.

The slightly thin lips pursed slightly, and the other party didn't seem to want to answer her question, and after the evil smile, there was no longer the dream-like figure in her sight.

"Wait!" After feeling that she was already down-to-earth, she subconsciously reached out and wanted to grab something, but the figure was like a wisp of green smoke that could not be seen and touched, and it dissipated repeatedly.

Looking at her empty palms, Mu Yanran felt that she might have caught something, but she didn't catch anything.

Who the hell is that person?

"Yanran?"

After being tapped on the shoulder, she turned around in fright and found that it was that familiar face, Mu Yanran's nerves that had been tense were finally broken, she wanted to say something, but the poison in her body that could no longer be suppressed made her unable to support it, and the moment she fell, she seemed to see the figure that appeared just now.

"It's strange that I fell from such a high place, how come there are no external injuries at all?" Yueyi, who arrived in a hurry, pinched the silver needle in confusion, and after seeing the silver needle gradually turning black, he could no longer spare the energy to think about other issues.

As the first disciple of the Medicine Sect, Yue Yi's skills are also well-known, and it didn't take long for him to know what kind of poison Mu Yanran was in.

Falling from such a high place without any trauma at all?

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.

Looking at the two figures surrounded by the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, Mo Kongjing, who was standing on the edge of the dragon platform, silently cast his eyes on the decisive battle platform.

There was nothing else at a height of hundreds of feet, and she was witnessed by countless people when she fell from above.

So where is the weird place?

(To be continued.) )