The sea of fire extinguished the last bit of my wisdom. There was a buzz in my head, and it was completely swallowed up.

I don't know how long it took, a little bit of light floated from the depths of my mind. The point of light swirled faintly, wandering in the open space.

I stood out of thin air and beckoned to the point of light, "Hey, where are you going, come here!"

The point of light seemed to sense my summoning and flew towards me in a flash. I saw that the point of light was getting bigger and clearer, and gradually turned into a huge fireball, flying straight towards me.

I was horrified, I was dizzy, why did I come again! Seeing the fireball flying rapidly closer, I pulled out my legs and ran, but as soon as I took a step, the fireball ran in front of me, and floated in the air.

I stepped back in shock, waved my hand, and said, "Don't come!

The fireball seemed to misunderstand what I meant, and after a slight pause, it flew towards me, and before I could turn and run, it was already hitting my head......

I only felt a dizziness in my brain and a tingling in my eyebrows, but my eyes brightened.

"Wake up! Nan Xing'er is awake!" With Wei Fanghong's call, I opened my eyes, only to see the crying poor second elder and Sister Du also ran over and looked around me.

"Girl, how are you feeling?" asked the old cryer eagerly.

I gasped for air, my forehead was cold, my whole body was shaking, and I was breaking out in a cold sweat. I licked my lips and said, "I'm thirsty ......."

"Give!water!" Sister Du reached out and handed me the cup in her hand.

I gulped down the big glass of water, drank it all in one go, then wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, and cried: "I was burned to death......!"

The crowd had black lines on their faces. The poor old man said: "Okay, okay, it's okay." Aren't you alive?"

The crying old man said again: "Girl, you were as hot as the stove just now." I heard your senior sister say that you have experienced it once, and it is related to the Guiyuan Claw. Is it the same this time?"

I shook my head and said, "I don't know. "I described how I cultivated, how I experienced the pain of being burned by the fire, and how I woke up in the end.

After listening to this, the crying old man nodded and said, "If you didn't guess wrong, it should be that after being injured by Liao Feichen last time, the Yin Lihuo left in your body is making trouble." However, you have been blessed by misfortune, not only successfully opening the eye of heaven, but also forging your body with the power of yin and fire. Although the enhancement is limited, it is several times stronger than ordinary people. ”

My eyes widened in surprise, and I reached out and touched the center of my eyebrows, but I didn't feel anything strange at all.

Crying old smiled and said, "Don't be so anxious. Although you have opened the eye of heaven, you can see the two worlds of yin and yang, and see through the illusion. However, the use of Tianyan is not yet proficient, and it still needs to be practiced. ”

I nodded in agreement. Wei Fanghong said: "Nan Xing'er is really a genius, it has only been more than ten days of hard work, and he has opened the eyes of heaven!"

Sister Du was obviously very happy, but when she saw Wei Fanghong talking like this, she slapped him on the face and said, "Don't be a sycophant here, go cook!"

Wei Fanghong said resentfully: "Isn't it Tuesday today, it's your turn......"

As soon as he finished speaking, seeing that Sister Du's face was not good, she hurriedly changed her words and said, "Ah, let's go!" After speaking, he ran away.

Sister Du has always been cold and cold. This suddenly made a joke, and it really made people unable to react for a while. But watching Wei Fanghong run out in disgrace, I felt a little lost in my heart.

Since my body was re-forged by the Yin Lihu, I was weak for the next few days, so I could only condition my body and consolidate what I had learned. That's when I realized how dangerous I was. If it weren't for the fact that most of the energy had been consumed by this Yin Lihu, and only a little bit remained in my body, even a little more, my mortal body would have been burned with only a pile of ashes. This Yin Separation Ghost Fire is so powerful, so how terrifying should the Hellfire, the origin of the Yin Separation Fire, be?

After the 20th, students began to return to school one after another. The second semester of freshman year has just started, and there are not many courses, nothing more than dinner parties and club activities.

After the general election of the Chaos Society last year and the tragic death of Zhao Qitian in the bomb shelter, a group of people quit this semester, most of whom are supporters of Zhao Qitian. However, Huang Qinghua and others still stayed.

On this day, the Chaos Society gathered to discuss the work plan and personnel adjustments in the new year. Although I am named the president, I don't know anything about the management of the club, so I originally decided to let Zhang Jingzhen take care of it on my behalf, but now I can only hand it over to Wei Fanghong. Fortunately, because of the help of the small furnace before, Wei Fanghong was also somewhat famous, and most people still recognized him, but there were exceptions. For example, Huang Qinghua.

When I announced that Wei Fanghong would take care of the club on his behalf, Huang Qinghua was the first to object.

Huang Qinghua walked to the stage and said: "During the general election last year, I was convinced of the loss. When Zhao Qitian violently took possession of the key to the Chaos Gate, I fell out with him for this. But this does not mean that I do not recognize Zhao Qitian, the eldest brother! Everyone knows that when there was an explosion in the air-raid shelter last year, all the people who went in, except for Zhao Qitian, came out unscathed. Do you believe it was just an accident? Even if it was, why can't you even find the body?"

The people in the audience exchanged heads and talked about each other.

Wei Fanghong walked up to Huang Qinghua and said: "The results of the accident have been investigated clearly, and the school has also made compensation." If you say it's an accident, isn't it?"

Huang Qinghua said: "During this winter vacation, I specifically checked the information of all of you, especially Ruan Nanxing. She is the second lady of the Tongxuan Group of the real estate company in L City, and she is a good friend of the second young master of the Bianhuang Group. And it has a good relationship with our real estate group Hanhai Group, and the eldest son of Hanhai Group is our former president He Shiliang. What's even more surprising is Ruan Nanxing's experience!"

"You're enough!" Wei Fanghong said angrily.

I looked at Huang Qinghua coldly, not knowing what he had found. I didn't do anything bad, there was nothing to be afraid of.

I asked him to continue.

Huang Qinghua sneered, and then said: "What, are you afraid that people will know? Ruan Nanxing was abandoned since he was a child, and he grew up in a mountain village before he was eight years old. After the college entrance examination last year, she went back to the small mountain village once, but after that, the whole village disappeared. After that, Bian Maoping, the former chairman of Bianhuang Group, died suddenly, and it is said that he was later defrauded. At that time, Ruan Nanxing lived in Bian Maoping's house. After another period of time, Ruan Nanxing's Tongxuan clique was denounced by the Bian family's Bianhuang clique, and the Tongxuan clique went bankrupt overnight! On the first day of school, Ruan Nanxing was arrested and taken to the police station for fighting, and on New Year's Day, a murder case occurred on the upper floor of the dormitory where Ruan Nanxing was, and then Zhao Qitian was killed. All of this is linked, and where Ruan Nanxing is, there will always be someone who dies. Moreover, I later recalled the process of our competition, and I now confirm that Ruan Nanxing is raising little ghosts!"

Sister Du stared at Huang Qinghua and said, "Can you come up with evidence?"

Huang Qinghua sneered and said, "Let's have another competition, and we will know immediately!"

The audience was even more talkative, and some people even shouted that they didn't think it was a big deal when they saw the excitement, asking us to try it once. Looking at Huang Qinghua's provocative gaze, I said angrily: "Compare to compare, who is afraid of whom?"

"Nan Xing'er!" Sister Du stopped me.

I signaled Sister Du not to worry. Turned to Huang Qinghua and said, "How do you want to compare?"

"Just like last time, whoever falls off the podium loses!"

"Bet on what?"

"Bet on the truth!"

"Okay!" I promised, urging my spiritual power and glaring at Huang Qinghua angrily.

Huang Qinghua didn't answer, and pushed out a cloud of black smoke again, and the yin wind gusted, which seemed to be more refined than last year. However, no matter how much he progresses, he will only know this trick. And although I have learned the broken shadow and have no actual combat ability, I have already practiced the initial spell of the Chaos Ghost Copy. Coupled with some tricks stolen from the crying poor second elder, I believe that I can survive.

I stretched out my hand to draw a circle, and a faint halo was conjured in front of me, in order to protect me from being attacked by Huang Qinghua, and then I closed my palms, and then opened it slightly, and a weak golden ball of light appeared.

This time, not only the audience was surprised, but even Wei Fanghong whispered to Sister Du: "When did Nan Xing'er learn this?"

Huang Qinghua's face became solemn, and he probably didn't expect that I would use a spell. But then he steadied his expression and pushed out his hands, and the column of smoke roared with skeletons.

I hurriedly released the golden ball of light and slammed it head-on into the black smoke's head. After only a slight collision, the two sides were at a stalemate. I gritted my teeth and continued to channel my spiritual power, pushing Huang Qinghua's pillar of smoke backwards.

Wei Fanghong looked at the joy in his heart, and kept shouting: "Nan Xing'er, come on!"

Seeing that Huang Qinghua was about to be pushed off the stage, he looked down at his feet, turned around, and suddenly burst out with a burst of power. The skull that spewed out of the cuff instantly became a lot bigger, biting my ball of light and pushing it back.

My hands were already shaking, and I felt like I couldn't do anything. Suddenly, a palpitation came out of my heart, like a poisonous snake suddenly appearing and biting my heart. A cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead. Because of this panic, the aura in his hand lagged, and the ball of light immediately dimmed, and it could no longer be stopped, and the pillar of smoke rushed straight in. I crossed my hands in front of me, and was hit hard by the pillar of smoke, and immediately flew upside down and fell under the podium.

Huang Qinghua laughed and said: "It's really a bluff, last time you were able to defeat me, but it was just with the help of the little ghost you raised! Without the little ghost, you are nothing!"

Sister Du hurriedly ran over and helped me up. And I struggled to my feet, quickly scanning the crowd.

Sister Du looked nervously at the crowd and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Someone was secretly attacking me. ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly saw a figure quickly walk out the back door, leaving only a back and no face. I hurried out, but I didn't see the man's shadow. I certainly didn't go far for a moment, so I ran forward, turned the corner, and saw him standing not far away.

The man was wearing sunglasses, and the brim of his cap was pressed low, so he couldn't see his face clearly. When he saw me coming after me, he raised his hand and threw something. I instinctively dodged, only to hear the sound of a knife, barely touching the ground with a note stuck in the tip of the knife.

The man didn't stop, stepped onto a motorcycle that had been prepared a long time ago, and ran away as fast as he could.

Sister Du and Wei Fanghong chased after them from behind, looked at the back and said, "Who is it?"

"I didn't see the face. I replied, picking up the note from the ground, and it read five large characters:

"Bian Zhiheng is in trouble!"