At the end of the three levels, the white light flashed, and everyone in the ring appeared on the high platform at the top of Guanyun Peak.

"The team competition of this sect exchange competition is over, witnessed by all the sect masters, this sect exchange competition, first place: Longyin Academy, second place: Lingyun Sect, third place: Lingfang Temple, fourth place: Shangyang Sect ......"

"This is the end of this sect exchange competition, and the corresponding rewards will be distributed to your residence early tomorrow morning. ”

"Okay!" As soon as they heard that the exchange competition was over, the disciples were so happy.

"Let's go back today and have a good rest, and we'll celebrate tomorrow. Murong Yue looked at Jian Mingxu and the others.

"Okay, the eldest sister still understands me!" Xuanyuan Zeyu looked at Murong Yue excitedly.

Murong Yue looked at Xuanyuan Zeyu, feeling that if he could, he would be able to drink a jar of wine now.

"Then we'll go back first. Jian Mingxu looked at Murong Yue and the others.

"Okay, we should go too. Murong Yue looked at Jian Mingxu and said.

In Murong Yue's dormitory, someone has been boarding them for a long time.

As soon as Murong Yue and the Northern Immortal Monarch entered the house, the Stygian Wind and the Wind Bamboo appeared together.

"See your lord!!"

"What's the matter?" the Northern Immortal looked at the two.

"The monarch has been gone for a long time, and the matter of the rebellion of the Evil Monarch Palace has not been resolved, and there are still those people in the family, please go back to take care of it!"

"Benjun is seriously injured and has not recovered, you still have to solve it by yourself. "The Northern Immortal Monarch doesn't blink his eyes when he tells lies.

But this is clearly a fact, the wind looked at Fengzhu, and Fengzhu shook his head and signaled that he couldn't help it.

"Please persuade the princess!" "Stygian Wind gritted his teeth and saluted Murong Yue.

Hearing this princess, Murong Yue couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, the wind had also called her mistress before, if it hadn't happened to that incident, I was afraid that the title of this princess would have been called a long time ago.

Seeing that Murong Yue didn't react, Stygian Wind said again, "Please persuade the princess to go back and take care of things!"

"Tomorrow morning, he will go back, please go back and guard for him first. Murong Yue came back to his senses and looked at the Wind Wind and Wind Bamboo.

"Thank you, Princess!" the wind was overjoyed, and quickly disappeared with the wind bamboo.

"Yue'er, why don't you go back with me if you promised so much?"

"No, I'm not strong enough, if I appear in front of them now, it will be difficult to convince the public, but that day will not be too far away. ”

"Then I'm still seriously injured and haven't recovered, Yue'er can't bear to let me go back and suffer?"

"Well, I don't know if you're healed? After staying here for so long, you should have gone back a long time ago, and if you didn't, maybe something would happen. Murong Yue stretched out his hand to cover the eyes of the Northern Immortal Monarch.

"But I don't want to go. The Northern Immortal reached out and hugged Murong Yue's waist and buried his chin in her shoulder.

"When I was leaving, I asked Master for an ointment, saying that it could remove scars, so I would try it for you. Murong Yue stretched out his hand and hugged the Northern Immortal Monarch Demon.

She was also reluctant in her heart, but they all knew that it was time for him to go, and he needed him to preside over the Evil Monarch's Palace, not to mention that there was also a Northern Underworld family.

Hearing that Murong Yue was going to give himself medicine, Bei Ming Jun Xie was originally very happy, but suddenly thought of something, and said very lonely, "Yue'er, do you dislike my ugliness?"

Although he knew that the Northern Immortal Jun Xie was pretending to be sad, Murong Yue still patted him on the back and said, "It's not disgust, I'm just distressed, Jun Xie, I just hope I can help you." ”

Bei Ying Jun was silent, and Murong Yue reached out and gently rubbed the scar on his back.