Chapter Ninety-Three: Why

Yuan Yang and the three of them followed everyone in, and found that it was no longer what it was when she first came in. There were more than 1,000 disciples who signed up this time, almost one-fifth of the total number of students in the academy.

The first floor was empty, and there was nothing on the ground except for the futons on the ground. Yuan Yang walked very slowly, and she could see in her eyes that there were two colors on the futon, one was white and the other was black, and she looked up and saw that someone had chosen a place to sit down, but this seat disappeared.

The reactions of the crowd were different, but whoever sat down was all teleported away. Lao Du suddenly made a difficulty, hesitated for a long time and asked Yuan Yang for advice: "I feel that the aura fluctuations on the futon are a little different, and there is one that seems to be mixed with the time spirit son. ”

Yuan Yang looked at the futon he pointed to, which was black, thought about it and nodded, "This first layer is about a screening, and only those who are bold and careful will continue to cultivate in it." ”

The three of them found a futon to sit down, and when they opened their eyes again, Yuan Yang found herself standing in a long passage, with no edge on the left and right, and under her feet was a stone floating in the air, and below was a sea of flames, and the scorching air rushed up from below, blowing her long hair fluttering, and her face was slightly red like the sunset.

"It's a coincidence. ”

Another person fell on the other side of the stone, and the sudden weight made the floating stone begin to shake, Yuan Yang quickly sat down, grabbed the edge with both hands and stabilized himself.

"Unfortunately, you are already at the ninth order of the Spirit Summoning Realm, and if you want to break through the Fourth Realm and Merge with the Spirit Realm, what you lack is not time, but chance. So this Lonely Pagoda doesn't have much effect on you, you leave the border mission and rush back, what are you trying to do?"

Wang Ming stretched out his hand to signal her to stand up, Yuan Yang looked at it and was not pretentious, he shook his body generously, and then immediately let go and looked at the walls on both sides while thinking in his heart.

There was still a cold feeling of Yuan Yang in the palm of his hand, Wang Mingxu held his right hand and said in a deep voice: "Although I received the news of your escape from marriage earlier, but the war was tight and I couldn't come back in time, and now that I have dealt with the matter at that end, I naturally want to take you back to Bibotan to get married." ”

He looked around, stretched out his hand and spun around in the void, and a blood-red sword flew out. "You wait here, I'm glad I'm here, otherwise your life would have been confessed here. ”

Yuan Yang listened to his unquestioning tone, too lazy to argue. In the mind of this kind of man, there is only one conclusion, my will is everything, and you are only right if you obey.

She looked at the road conditions and jumped out before Wang Ming. The spiritual fire at the bottom of the passage was actually to cover up the mechanism buttons hidden on both sides. She held the stone she had just peeled off in her right hand, and hit the first button with a volley of precision, and there was a chain clicking sound in the mechanism, and Yuan Yang had already landed on the dragon's beak stone sculpture sticking out from the opposite side without danger.

She was like a light butterfly parked on it, and then did not stop, the stones in her hands struck, and her feet were even more brisk as flying, as the dragon's head rumbled and continued to stretch out and retract, Wang Ming watched her walk over alone unharmed, and did not stretch out her hand to him at all.

Yuan Yang fell to the ground, looked at Wang Ming, who was still expressionless on the other side, and gently patted off the dust in his hand, and there seemed to be a hint of understanding in his tone. "You see, we don't have a tacit understanding so much, it's better to go our own way. ”

Wang Ming couldn't see her obvious refusal, "Yuan Si!

There was already a hint of anger in his tone, Yuan Yang smiled faintly, and walked deeper without looking back.

Wang Ming was angry about something, naturally because she didn't accept it. But the question is why she should accept it, no one has considered her feelings from the beginning to the end of this marriage, and no one has asked for her opinion. The words of willfulness are more like talking about himself.

"Stop!"

Wang Ming quickly caught up, reached out and grabbed her wrist, so strong that it seemed to crush her people.

His face was puzzled, and he looked straight into the depths of Yuan Yang's pupils, "Why, do you think I am not worthy of you, or is the Wang family not prominent enough?"

Yuan Yang is really helpless, talking to this kind of person who doesn't understand the three views is too hurtful.

"Okay, Young Master Wang, why are you marrying me?"

Wang Ming was shocked, but pursed his lips and said nothing, and only said after a while: "Because I want to marry." ”

Sure enough, Yuan Yang snorted in his heart, but spoke briskly, "Then I'm the same, because I don't want to get married." ”

Taking advantage of Wang Ming's momentary distraction, Yuan Yang pushed away his shackles, dodged through the light at the end of the corridor, and saw Lao Du again.

He saw Wang Ming coming out from behind Yuanyang, and whispered in her ear worriedly, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, where is this?"

Lao Du saw that she didn't want to say more, so he obediently changed the topic and said: "On the third layer, one hour of cultivation here is equivalent to three hours outside, and the spiritual pressure can withstand it, and many people have already found a place to sit down. ”

Yuan Yang looked at the futon, the original team of more than 1,000 people, but only after two floors, only half of it was left. However, there are still many disciples who are not satisfied with this third floor, and are looking for the entrance to the fourth floor in the room one after another.

At this time, a familiar thing suddenly flashed in front of her eyes, it was a yellow talisman seal, simple and majestic, it was the lost Guardian Sect Holy Relic Earth Emperor Talisman in the Cold Spirit Palace!