Xue Wuxian lost! In the end, he still lost, losing to Chu Muyun!

This year's Qingyun trial list battle ended like this, ending with Xue Wutear's inexplicable admission of defeat, no one knows what to say about this battle, because no one has seen the scene of the two fighting each other. Everything that happened in the Wandering God Battle Realm, if the two parties were unwilling to say it, it was very likely to become a mystery to the Qingyun List.

Even so, no one will question the details and outcome of this battle, if you lose, you lose, no one will be willing to give up the battle for the top spot in Qingyun and take the initiative to admit defeat, not to mention Xue Wutear, this teenager who is completely opposite to Chu Muyun's position.

So in principle, and in fact, Xue Wuxian has used all his strength in this battle.

Regarding Xue Wu's tearless admission of defeat, Chu Muyun didn't say anything, he no longer had the strength to speak.

The Fuyao Hall was still immersed in deep darkness, and it was not until much later that the unfathomable old man in the Dao robe sighed and said a few words: "Nice boy!"

This is a compliment, a compliment from Zhiqiulou. The young man here, in addition to Chu Muyun, naturally also refers to the snow without tears.

In just a few months, Chu Muyun has jumped from a waste of cultivation wood to the new top of the world's top list, such a counterattack that is different from cloud and mud, and his temperament that is not arrogant or indulgent, even if it is placed in Fengyu Zhongzhou, it is also a few miracles.

As for Xue Wuxi, he himself was an unattainable young leader, and the wisdom in his mind was inferior to that of an old guy who had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years in the Maple Domain. Such a proud young man, in the face of the important moment of victory and defeat, can calm down, and use reason to turn his pride into a kind of strength, honest power, even if he loses to Chu Muyun, his future achievements are immeasurable.

After the old man in the Taoist robe sighed, he waved his hand to summon a few Qingyun guards, and hurriedly sent the seriously injured Chu Muyun and the others to the healing secret room that had already been arranged in the Fuyao Palace. Naturally, there are also the best doctors in the entire ancient country of Loulan.

Since it was originally planned that the battle of the Qingyun ranking would be held for three consecutive days, that is to say, the newcomers to the Qingyun List who have been blessed with luck, in addition to the top ten candidates, must draw lots to determine the opponent, and they will fight for three days without sleep. In order to deal with the unexpected situation in the ranking competition, the Loulan royal family, who was in charge of the Qingyun test, had already sorted out dozens of closed secret rooms in the Fuyao Palace, and the most prestigious doctors in the entire Loulan Ancient Kingdom had already performed their duties.

Unexpectedly, this first battle would come in handy.

"Chu Muyun won?"

"Qingyun's third Xue Wuxian is really defeated in his hands?"

The Fuyao Hall, which was dead silent, with the support of Qingyun's guards, and as Chu Muyun and the others were carefully sent into the best two secret rooms, countless people exploded with a bang.

The Qinglong Envoy who was still on the Taiji Disk, especially the Immortal Sword Zhuxin who was still arguing with Mo Sheng not long ago, his face became extremely ugly. Those Qingyun Testers who followed behind them were even more shocked and didn't know how to speak.

In the ranks of Qingyun One Hundred and Two, there was a sudden sound of laughter. When Mo Sheng smiled, he deliberately held his belly, leaving those guys who used to be disdainful of Chu Muyun, such as Jiang Yusheng and Murong Yu...... The laughter is extraordinarily arrogant.

Hua Danqing was also very excited, he couldn't speak for a while, he just showed a relieved smile, looking at the chubby old man wearing the robe of the Danshi badge, he was proud of this junior brother.

Qingyun guards opened a crowded stone staircase road from the crowd, Chu Muyun was lying on the stretcher, his eyes were tired, and he was about to fall asleep, suddenly his heart was inexplicably excited, he suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes, so a familiar and long-lost figure, a face that appeared in a dream countless times, broke into the bottom of his eyes.

"Grandpa, Mu Yu, patriarch ......"

"You, you...... You're all here!" Chu Muyun's voice choked.

"Good boy, you're too tired, don't talk!" Chu Fengnan stretched out his withered palm and held Chu Muyun's face.

"I promised my father, I promised you, I, I am no longer a waste of the Chu family, I won!"

"Who dares to say that you are a waste of the Chu family? My grandson of Chu Fengnan is destined to be immortal, overlooking the common people. It was, and it will always be!"

"Hmm......" Xiao Muyu pursed her red lips, flashed with tears, nodded her head, and gave affirmation frantically.

"That's it, what Grandpa Feng said is right, from now on, you Chu Muyun will be my Chu Jia's personal idol, who dares to offend you without opening your eyes, I will be the first to disagree!" Xiaopang patted his chest, and the fat made waves.

"That's what you said, don't run back to move the rescuers ......" Chu Muyun's chapped lips grinned, and the smile was very silly, very true. When he laughed, tears crossed the corners of his eyes.

So everyone in the Chu family laughed, and the little wolf was no exception......

At the same time, beside the other stretcher, the Stygian Sword looked at the pale and weak Xue Wutear unwillingly: "What the hell is going on?"

His voice was very cold and angry, especially when he thought of Mo Sheng's slut-like begging appearance, his heart was even more depressed. It was impossible for him to accept that Xue Wuxian would lose to Chu Muyun, even if Gao Shenghan was defeated in his hands beforehand.

Maybe others don't know, but Zhu Xin and others, who are also Qinglong envoys, have undoubted trust in Xue Wuxi's strength and means.

They all knew that Xue Wuxian would never be injured, no matter how serious the injury was, his body would heal automatically and quietly.

In other words, Xue Wutear has a real body that is not injured or dead.

Looking at Qingyun, who moved him? Even if it was Murong Yunsheng's phoenix nirvana fire, it was only a part of Xue Wuxian that burned back then, what was he Chu Muyun?

"I'm tired...... Xue Wutear gently closed her eyes and said no more.

Seeing this, Gu Yan pulled the corner of Zhu Xin's clothes, and motioned to Xiao Xiao to persuade Zhu Xin to talk back first.

"I'm not reconciled!" Zhu Xin stared at the pale face, his pupils shrunk, and he held the right hand of the Dark Sword, unconsciously exerting force......

Under the support of Qingyun's guards, the young men on the two stretchers gradually moved away from countless people, and the noise in their ears was gradually blocked by the thick wall tiles.

Walking through several quiet corridors, I don't know whether intentionally or unintentionally, two teenagers on a stretcher met again at the door of the secret room.

It turned out that the secret room where they were recuperating from their injuries was next to each other, but the corridor was different.

Chu Muyun, supported by a guard, sat up, looked at the young man on the other stretcher, and said seriously: "If I have the opportunity, I really hope to get acquainted with you!"