"Wan'er, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Mu Tiandu suddenly said anxiously.

"Brother, I'm not talking nonsense. It's me who has affected my family, you and my parents, I should indeed have erased my memories by myself, but I am extremely sober now, even if I didn't lose my Yuan Yin body, I would never become a Daoist companion of Long Xingkong! That was just his cultivation tool! What he looked at was the ancient bloodline in my body......

And I'm just a tool for the family to marry for the sake of profit!"

"Presumptuous!"

"Presumptuous, Second Elder, am I wrong with what I said?"

Mu Wan'er said stubbornly, her eyes full of despair and dead silence.

What did she participate in the selection competition of the Xiaoyao Sect for?

She wants to become a core disciple, for what?

It can't just be that you don't succumb to the family's arrangement!

She is a famous beauty Tianjiao in the Yuanlong Star Domain, but for Long Xingkong, it is just a tool for cultivation, Long Xingkong, she has seen it several times, although she is very cared for, but only she knows that Long Xingkong only cares about the degree of awakening of the bloodline in her body!

That's a cold-blooded cultivator!

Love?

I've been engaged for a few years, and I haven't even touched her hand!

And all she has for Long Xingkong is disgust......

"If you want to give an explanation to the Long family, then let me go, I'll go find the Night Dead! Anyway, the Night Dead will die the day after tomorrow, as long as I confirm my relationship with him, you can have the best explanation!"

Mu Wan'er said coldly.

"Sister ......"

"Brother, I will be your sister in the next life. What are you still hesitating about? I can't get the benefits you want, and I'm still reluctant to die?"

Mu Wan'er...... Well, it's up to you!"

Swish!

The second elder's face flashed with a touch of ruthlessness, and he suddenly took action to untie the seal on Mu Wan'er's body.

Mu Wan'er got up slowly, and the aura around her body suddenly surged wildly.

A messy green silk wind rises,

The pale face was full of despair and determination.

"No, sister, Second Elder, Elders, please, stop your sister!"

Mu Tiandu shouted in horror and struggled frantically.

But the elders remained motionless.

No one stopped!

"Boom, boom, boom......"

In a moment, a dull explosion came from Mu Wan'er's body.

The godhead that appeared in the center of the eyebrows was also suddenly shattered!

A mouthful of scarlet blood poured out of her mouth.

The immortal yuan on his body quickly dissipated.

The crumbling figure, but stubbornly not letting himself fall, walked to the door step by step:

"From now on, I have nothing to do with the Mu family, remember to announce that I will be expelled from the Mu family. ”

Mu Tiandu's eyes were blood-red and tears flowed down his face.

My sister is gone!

Break the meridians, self-destruct cultivation, and destroy the godhead!

He thought that the Mu family would be like him, no matter what, he would help his sister get through the difficulties, but who would have thought that before the Long family made a move, his own family had forced his sister into a desperate situation!

And he watched and couldn't do anything!

......

Yang Yifeng, who had just been promoted to the middle stage of the Little Wonderland, was sitting cross-legged and quietly recuperating, sensing and controlling his surging power, and suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes!

The next moment, with a bang, he came out of the secret realm with him and went to the tent.

There was a soft, almost negligible slapping sound outside the tent.

Swish!

Yang Yifeng opened the tent, his eyes widened suddenly, looking at the figure covered in blood, almost unrecognizable, it was a figure without any cultivation breath!

The messy green silk pizza is wrapped, the whole body is covered with blood from the meridian blasting, and the pale pretty face is covered with blood!

"Wan'er!"

Yang Yifeng grabbed Mu Wan'er's shoulder at once, his expression was full of shock, and he instantly sent out Dao energy to help Mu Wan'er stop the bleeding and stabilize the injury.

"Nightfall...... You're really nervous about me......"

Mu Wan'er stared at Yang Yifeng and said weakly, a miserable smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Nonsense! What's going on?"

"I guess it's you...... I'm erasing my memories to protect you...... But you still sent it to me...... Even if it's not you, they're going to make you take the blame...... So...... I'm coming for you...... Nightfall...... I regret it...... If it's really you, let me ...... Let me regain the memories of these days...... I want to die in its entirety......"

"You're not going to die!"

Airplanes!

Yang Yifeng directly hugged Mu Wan'er and entered the secret realm with him.

The pure immortal yuan, the power of divine faith, and the majestic bloodline breath erupted from his body at the same time, enveloping Mu Wan'er.

And his divine soul also turned into a streamer in an instant, and it disappeared into Mu Wan'er's almost collapsed soul mansion.

A ray of immortal light of creation quietly submerged into Mu Wan'er's body.

The Sanskrit sound of the Great Dao was like a breeze and drizzle, making Mu Wan'er's weak spirit always remain clear, and the endless mystical Dao flowed in her body.

As time passed, Mu Wan'er's collapsed dantian meridians began to be reforged at an astonishing speed!

At this moment, Mu Wan'er felt like a newborn baby, growing rapidly.

The legendary reshaping of the Golden Body?

Mu Wan'er, who was empty-hearted, was shocked!

She knows very well her injuries, self-destructive cultivation, self-destruction dantian and godhead, except for the immortal body that has been tempered by the transitional heavenly punishment, she is no different from mortals, not to mention the little fairyland, even if the master of the peak realm of the Xuan Immortal wants to heal her, it is to no avail, but at this moment, the changes that appear in her body are far beyond her imagination......

Even her newly shattered godhead is reuniting!

How is this possible?

......

"Knock...... Knock ......"

The melodious bell rings.

A new day has arrived.

A round of sunrise rises in the sky, and the bright sunlight pours down.

In the Xiaoyao Sect, in the Xiaoyao Valley, countless cultivators arrived.

Today is the last day of the Xiaoyao Sect selection competition, and it is also the final selection of the three core disciples.

"Top 10 and seeded players are invited to enter quickly!"

The voice of the Great Elder Tai Xuan Zun resounded through the heavens and the earth.

A powerful aura suddenly swept into the air and sat down on the players' seats.

Mo Wen, Jiang Chen, Aoki Mountain, Duan Fei and other top ten players who were decided, as well as the seeded players of the Xiaoyao Sect who finally appeared now, were present one after another.

"Where is the Nightfall?"

Seeing that the fourteen seeded players and the nine top ten players were all seated, but the night corpse that everyone was concerned about did not appear, the Great Elder asked out loud.

"Back to the Great Elder, the night corpse is still in the tent temporarily placed and has not come out, the disciple has shouted, but there is no response!"

What's the situation?

"Isn't it, it's to abstain?"

"Wasn't it crazy yesterday, why didn't you even participate in the competition now?"

"Isn't it to preserve strength?"

"I thought it was awesome, so it's shrunk......"

The crowd was in an uproar, and the buzzing discussion suddenly erupted.

Hu Xiaoyu, who had already arrived, frowned slightly.

Ruan Bingzhu also showed a touch of puzzlement.

"Break open the tent and see!"

The Great Elder ordered directly.

"Yes, Grand Elder. ”

The disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect left quickly, and soon returned again: "Hui Great Elder, this should be the secret realm of the Night Death, the disciple's divine sense summoned, was blocked out, and there was no response!"

Someone came to directly present Yang Yifeng's personal secret realm.

(End of chapter)