"What, speechless?" A few strands of black hair were scattered on Feng Yunyao's forehead, and a cold light shot out from her blue pupils.

“……” Feng Wutian was speechless, looked at her fixedly, did not speak, he hated her, he hated her.

It's just that every time he sees that familiar face, he can't suppress a certain trace of emotion in his heart.

"Why, still won't let me go? Hmph, I have my own feet, and if you don't let me go! ”

"What if you go? Race on your own? Don't dream, there is no ranking, no family support or a certain backer, or a strong force, you want to enter the competition, daydream" Feng Wutian said disdainfully.

"Give me the ranking!" Feng Yunyao's slender white little hand in his sleeve stretched out, and his eyebrows were cold and arrogant.

"You can't go-" Feng Wutian turned his intestines blue again, this waste, does he want to die so much?

"Hand over the rankings! Don't make me say it a second time! Feng Yunyao's lips opened slightly, and she said coldly.

"Give it to her" Suddenly, an old hoarse voice came, Feng Yunyao turned her face sideways, and looked over.

An old man with white hair, his face was full of wrinkles, but he couldn't resist the danger and strength in him.

"Four Elders" Feng Wutian left the main lean, stepped down quickly, and saluted the white-haired old man.

"Well, give her the ranking" The old man spoke again, and his gaze never left Feng Yunyao's body.

"But, Elder..." Feng Wu was overwhelmed, but he couldn't resist directly, and a burst of dissatisfaction flashed in his heart.

"What, based on the old man's words, you are not convinced?" The old man glared away in seconds, and the cold and powerful aura silently crushed Feng Wutian to death.

"Elder,... This" Feng Wutian's face was a tangled color.

"Very good, the old man can't do it alone, just let those three old monsters say, when the time comes, don't regret it" The old man's disdainful voice lingered in the entire hall, Feng Wutian was startled, and almost knelt down.

"Fourth Elder, you misunderstood, it's not that I didn't let her go, she didn't have any fighting spirit, and if she went, she would be sent to death" Speaking in a slight low voice, Feng Wutian kept his head down and never raised it.

"Who said I didn't have a fighting spirit, are you blind and can't see?" Feng Yunyao glanced at him dissatisfiedly, and a cyan air mass appeared in the palm of her slender white hand.

Rumble!!

Feng Wutian at this moment, she doesn't have the same temperament as before, does she have a fighting spirit? How can it be? How would she have?

"Close your mouth, you have nothing to say this time, take the ranking, I'll go myself!" Feng Yunyao raised her voice, not caring at all which people were standing in the main hall.

Feng Wu's azure muscles burst out, but he had to take out the gold medal in his arms, and the golden gold medal flashed in mid-air with a golden light, and quickly shot towards Feng Yunyao.

Feng Yunyao's blue eyes lit up, there was hope, there was hope.

The hand in the sleeve quickly reached out, catching the gold medal that was shooting at her.

With gold in hand, my heart is full of joy~

"Child, go out with the old man" The old man in white suddenly spoke, and before Feng Yunyao could react, he was swept up by a force, and his figure disappeared from the main hall.

"Child, what's the matter, the old man got you away, but what is the reward?" The old man rubbed his hands together and smiled smirked.

Feng Yunyao twitched the corner of her mouth.

"I don't want money, I don't want to die" Feng Yunyao replied directly, thinking that he was kind, but it turned out that he was going to be rewarded for helping her.

"The old man doesn't want money, he doesn't want your life, he just takes one thing from you" He smiled innocently, extremely sincere.

"What's that?" Feng Yunyao raised her eyebrows slightly, she didn't have anything, okay? She is poor and white, and if she doesn't ask him, she will respect him, and Nima's favor will be paid for doing her a favor.

"As long as you give the old man a piece of the black stone on your body—" He smiled and rubbed his hands together.

Blackstone, what does he want that thing to do? It was something in her space, how would he know?

"How do you know I have?" Feng Yunyao asked with a dark face.

"You have the breath of black stone on your body" After hearing this, Feng Yunyao was also calm, but it was just a few stones, what was he going to do?

"What are you going to do?" Feng Yunyao raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth overflowed with a sinister smile.

"Let's be honest, the old man has been hovering at the peak of the senior Dou Qi Master for the past ten years, and there is no breakthrough, the black stone has an effect on the old man's Dou Qi cultivation" The old man whispered in her ear.