Chapter 65: The Scar Knife of Life and Death I

Loneliness is when no one is listening when you are talking, and you have nothing to say when someone is listening!

Ru Yanrui is an elf who lives in loneliness.

Even if Nalan only occasionally comes to Qinglian Gate to find her for a small gathering, if a person suppresses his feelings in the depths of his heart all the year round and does not confide in others, the loneliness in his heart can be imagined.

The neon sword led her slowly towards the Wind Bone Palace, and a slight wind swept by her gently, trying to hold the light pink skirt, but in vain she left a touch of fragrance.

Elder Ma from Jinsha City sent back an urgent news that Ru Yanrui would have to go to Cixian Island in person in a few days.

The purpose, of course, is the auction in a few days.

The news was passed back by Elder Ma from Jinsha City, and there were some things that Qinglian Sect was determined to obtain in this auction, especially what Ru Yanruier needed for alchemy.

For the apprentice Ximen Thirteen, Ru Yanruier always felt that there was something missing in her heart, not at all like the feeling between other masters and apprentices, she couldn't say what was wrong, but she felt a little weird.

Recently, several groups of sect disciples who came to propose marriage were blocked by Ximen Thirteen, and all of these people came and returned in disappointment, and they didn't even see Ru Yanrui'er's shadow.

If it weren't for Nalan Yi's transmission, Ru Yanrui'er wouldn't have known that the disciple's side and Ye Han's side would have clashed so violently!

She has always had the deepest rejection in her heart for those who are keen on fame, fortune and power, even if that person is her own apprentice.

But after all, her mentality is far from cultivating to the realm of breaking off the six desires and seven emotions, she also has a little bit of a desire to win, her apprentice has been forced by Senior Brother Zhou's disciples, and she is not very comfortable, this is human nature.

Zhou Yuanxiang is the personal disciple of the head Sha Sikai, and Ye Han is the introductory disciple of Zhou Yuanxiang, although Ru Yanrui'er's master Gongsun Xiaoqiao is in retreat all the year round and does not ask about the world, but he has a very high prestige in the door, and he is almost not under the head Sha Sikai!

What's more, these people are involved in the two most important people to her at present, one is a mentor and the other is a beloved apprentice.

As for why Gongsun Xiaoqiao forcibly handed over Ximen Thirteen to her, whether there was an operation behind Ximen's iron blood, Ru Yanruier didn't bother to ask.

She still admires Ximen Thirteen very much in her heart, this is a good seedling of cultivation.

She didn't want to preach more, she just had a thought in her heart, maybe her quiet personality would have a subtle effect on this apprentice, and as for whether it had any effect, she didn't bother to think about it.

The place where she dreams about it millions of miles away is the biggest sustenance in her heart.

It's a pity that she knows very well that without the cultivation of the Yuyu Realm or even the Hunting Cold Realm, everything she says is vain, and everything she thinks is a fantasy.

She wants power!

The power enough for her to return to that place a million miles away to take revenge is Ru Yanrui'er's only pursuit.

She always hid her thoughts in the bottom of her heart, and suddenly found that a red dot flew outside the Jingwei Peak, which was extremely fast, and landed on the Juyi Platform in a blink of an eye.

It was a huge fifth-order red-billed peregrine falcon, and what floated down from the raptor was a disciple of the sect dressed in a gray miscellaneous disciple's costume.

With Ru Yanrui'er's cultivation in the middle of Qionglou, her heart, who would not have paid attention to a low-level disciple, trembled suddenly, and he saw a familiar back.

I vaguely remember that day in the Vientiane Building on Cixian Island, a mysterious cultivator took out a large number of rare hundred-year-old low-grade elixirs, Ru Yanrui'er has always had a good memory, and many people will never forget it as long as he has seen it once.

But that is a loose cultivator powerhouse who can't see his cultivation clearly, how could he be a miscellaneous disciple in the sect? Ru Yanrui'er shook her head, and suddenly she thought of a question, and her face under the veil changed slightly.

Seeing that gray-clothed disciple walking like a fly, walking towards the martial arts platform in the Wind Bone Hall Square, and disappeared into the sea of people in the blink of an eye, Ru Yanrui'er, who thought of something, was a little anxious, and couldn't help but urge the neon sword under her feet to move faster.

This distance, for the speed of the neon sword, is almost a snap of a finger, the sword landed outside the crowd that no one noticed her arrival, and Nalan in the white dress had already greeted her.

"Sister Ru Yan, let me tell you······" Nalan only affectionately took Ru Yanrui'er's hand and whispered in her ear.

While listening, Ru Yanrui'er's brows frowned slightly, and her doubts seemed to have increased a little more in her heart.

Originally, as long as it wasn't for the beloved disciple Ximen Thirteen to fight for life and death in person, Ru Yanrui'er would never take care of half a point, but since Shicai accidentally saw that figure, and Nalan only whispered to her, she felt that this private fight between disciples did not seem to be as simple as it seemed on the surface.

It seems that her lover is hiding something from her.

But she was calm by nature and was soon ready to turn around and leave, but she was forced to stay and take a look by Nalan You, who liked to see the excitement, so she couldn't resist the curious Nalan You, Ru Yanruier had to reluctantly follow her quietly to a corner where there were few people but did not affect her vision, and waited for the competition to begin.

After Qu Yun finished arranging the forbidden protective shield of the martial arts stage, he stood under the martial arts stage with his hands in his hands, his hands bluffed, and the noisy voice immediately became dumb.

"Today, Ximen Liu, a disciple of the inner gate of Zhengsheng Peak, and Jing Wuxuan, a disciple of the inner door of the original Dao Peak, made a covenant of life and death, and I will arbitrate. This is a rule that everyone knows when they fight for life and death, but I have to reiterate it again according to the usual practice! There are three people on each side, and whichever side has someone standing on the stage in the end will be the winner. Both sides can use any weapons, magic weapons, talismans, and spells! No one is allowed to interfere, otherwise they will be directly handed over to the Hall of Rewards and Punishments for disposal! Now please submit the order of the battle list to both sides!"

Qu Yun's voice was cold and cold, and it instantly spread throughout the entire square!

Dressed in a bright red costume, Jing Wuxuan walked out from behind Ye Han first and handed over the list with a big belly.

Qu Yun read aloud: "The order of the list of the net no magic side is as follows: the first game, Zhang Siliang, the second game, the twilight mountain eagle, the third game of the net no illusion!"

The crowd immediately burst into an uproar.

"Oh my God, Senior Brother Jingwu is so strong here, even Senior Brother Dusk Mountain has been invited out!"

"Who's the Eagle of the Twilight Mountain?————"

"You don't even know Senior Brother Dusk Mountain Eagle, one of the three masters of Yuan Dao Peak, go and go, don't tell people that you know me————"

"Don't go, is this Senior Brother Dusk Mountain very powerful?"

"Hey, how have you been mixed up all these years? Dusk Mountain Eagle is the brother of Senior Brother Dusk Mountain Purple who is on duty in the teleportation array, it is said that his cultivation has reached the peak of the eighth layer of the Qingtian Realm, second only to Senior Brother Ye Han, he has practiced a set of shocking thunder sword techniques, and often goes to major dangerous realms alone to practice, and is one of the top ten masters of our Qinglian Sect Inner Gate!"

"Wow, in this way, isn't it more auspicious than Brother Ximen's side? I knew earlier, I would have bought more bets, and now the handicap is not open————"

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At this time, Ximen Jiu, who was wearing a bandage behind his back and hanging an arm diagonally, also walked out calmly and handed over a list.

Qu Yun's complexion changed at that moment, and he immediately read aloud: "The representatives of Ximen Jiu's side are Xiaodao, Ximen Jiu, and Ximen Liu! Now, the two sides are on the field!"

What the?

The voices immediately became even more boiling!

Who is Pocket Knife?

Never heard of it?

Could it be that Ximen Jiu was willing to admit defeat for fear of losing his life in the ring, and casually sent a little-known disciple to take the lead?

Countless disciples who had purchased the bet were all excited.

Originally, who really cared about who lived and who died in the ring, they only cared about who would bring them spirit stones!

As the cold light in Qu Yun's eyes swept around, the crowd quieted down again, the needletips fell to the ground clearly, and the sound of breathing was suppressed all around!

Zhang Siliang was dressed in a black inner disciple costume, holding a long sword, and took the lead to walk to the martial arts stage, and with a flick of the jade slip in Qu Yun's hand, Zhang Siliang was instantly put in the corner of the ring!

At this moment, a group of people automatically parted ways, like a great river suddenly being cut through by a sharp blade.

A gray-clothed young man with a strange scimitar in his hand slowly walked out of the crowd, this man had a long red scar on the left side of his face, completely destroying the beauty of his entire facial features, but adding a bit of a sense of toughness!

But the black waist tags hanging on the waist of this scarred man are clearly all owned by the miscellaneous disciples of the Qinglian Sect, and including Nalan Yi and Ru Yanrui'er, who were secretly watching from the side, no one can see through what level of cultivation this man is?

Who is this man?

Which sub-peak is the miscellaneous disciple?

People looked around and asked, but no one recognized him.

The man with the scar carried the scimitar upside down, almost step by step, without slowing down, and walked to the ring with a blank face.

On him, Qu Yun couldn't feel the breath of spiritual cultivation at all, and secretly felt compassion for this miscellaneous disciple in his heart, but he could only act as cannon fodder for the Ximen family!

Yu Jian flickered, and the man with the scar was sent into the ring, standing away from Zhang Si and Zhang Si, and was also in the corner of the ring.

Only Ru Yanrui'er, who had the deepest skills, frowned slightly, and she clearly noticed that this man's steps were almost magically shocking to her.

The man stepped on a three-foot point with no more or no less, and every step was like this, and the interval between his feet almost always matched the rhythm of human breathing!

This is a disciple who is extremely good at breath control and body control cultivation!

How could the one who could control his pace to such a precise level be just a miscellaneous disciple with no name?

Ru Yanrui'er's shadow suddenly rose from the bottom of her heart, her eyes were like electricity, and she quietly stared at the gray-clothed man standing like a mountain in the ring, and she was a little distracted for a while!

"Sister Ru Yan, your good apprentice is also a little bad, isn't it?Even such a miscellaneous disciple was sent to die, it's really ——" Nalan only whispered to Ru Yanrui with some dissatisfaction, she didn't notice the strange look in the eyes of the sister next to her.

Ru Yanrui'er whispered: "You should watch quietly, Hugh has to speak!"

Nalan only spit out her fragrant tongue, she admired and loved this cold sister, and of course she was a little afraid, she originally thought that her cultivation at the ninth layer of the Qingtian Realm was already the most genius woman in Jinsha City, but in front of this sister, it was simply not worth mentioning.