The people who were originally shocked and amazed because of the night dyeing sound anti-killing blood vines were stunned for a moment when asked.

"That's right, what kind of fire, so powerful, that the spirit beast at the peak of the second order was burned to death casually?"

At this time, Xiao Yiren's cold and gloomy voice sounded.

"It's a strange fire."

Hearing this, everyone gasped in shock.

Strange fire.

Between heaven and earth, there is no strange fire that does not burn.

No wonder you can burn a second-order spirit beast, let alone a second-order, I'm afraid that if the fourth-order comes, you can burn to death!

"There is a strange fire in the night dyeing sound?"

"I'll just say, she's a waste of firewood, how could she kill the blood vines, it turned out to be with the help of foreign objects."

"I think, how can she be as clever as everyone says, deliberately using herself as bait, I think, she should have been frightened at first, and finally reacted to a strange fire when she was about to die, so this scene in front of her ......"

The crowd listened with mixed feelings.

"Speaking of which, strange fires are rare in the entire Eastern Regions, I didn't expect that our Eastern Dragon would actually have strange fires."

"Not really."

"If you want me to say, it must be that the Protector Mansion has done everything possible to find it in order to protect the only waste wood in their mansion."

"The Protector's Mansion is really generous, and it's really good for night dyeing."

Today, Fang Yurou, who was also in the audience, heard such words, trimmed her beautiful nails and almost pinched them into her palms.

She hated that the group of old stubborn people in the Protector's Mansion had such a good thing as a strange fire, and they didn't give it to her and her sister, but gave it to the slut of Ye Dyein.

Beside her, there were also Wen Zijue and Wen Wanqing.

Because Wen Wanqing was an auditor, she didn't even have the opportunity to participate in the monthly examination.

Wen Zijue's handsome face was very calm at this time, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the flames projected in the light screen and the night dyeing sound, which looked more and more gorgeous and delicate in the flames.

She seems to have changed.

Wen Zijue thought to herself.

In the past, she didn't dare to raise her head, and she was careful in everything, they were an unmarried couple at that time, and he also had the heart to communicate with her, but she was shy and timid, and didn't dare to say a word to him.

Later, he faded his mind to contact her.

Later, when he came to the Imperial Capital Academy, he saved Fang Yurou because of an accident, and Fang Yurou secretly promised from then on, and he also said that he had a fiancée who rejected her.

But for some reason, Fang Yurou actually contacted the Wen family in Qingyang City.

The Wen family wants to stand out too much, and they want the favor of a young lady like Fang Yurou in the imperial capital.

So the grandfather of the family did not hesitate to agree to Fang Yurou's marriage proposal.

And he?

He didn't have any feelings for Ye Dye Yin before, and now he doesn't feel it for Yurou either, anyway, he is dedicated to the Tao and has no heart, so what's the difference between who is his fiancée?

Therefore, he also agreed to the family's arrangement.

So, Ye Dye Yin became a passerby, and Fang Yurou became his fiancée.

He took out the attitude he had towards Ye Dye Yin and treated Fang Yurou.

At the beginning, Ye Dye Yin was timid and shy, and he didn't dare to respond, but now Fang Yu is so soft.

He was actually a little tired of Fang Yurou's entanglement.

He also regretted marrying the Fang family a little.

But......

At this time, he was also very relieved to see that Ye Dye Yin was able to kill a spirit beast at the peak of the second order alone.

After all, she was a girl who was really looking forward to it as a fiancée when she was a child.

She looks so good and free now, not suitable for the night family in Qingyang City, nor for the Wen family who is bent on climbing high branches.

Perhaps, returning to the Protectorate Mansion now is the best destination for her.

Wen Zijue thought, looking at the light screen, his eyes revealed appreciation and faint blessings.

……

A place of trials.

Without much effort, Night Dye Yin took down the two-order pinnacle blood vine.

On her identity card, she directly increased by 200 points.

At the same time, in front of the two hundred points, there is another number, which is 67.

Night Dye guessed that this was the ranking.

"It hasn't been long since this year, and the two hundred points can only rank 67? It seems that the disciples of the Imperial Capital Academy are indeed not simple. ”

Even though he said this, the night dye sound didn't stop at his feet.

She once again used the power of the Shadowless Step and the space to rush to the residence of the second-order spirit beast below.

In her previous spirit scan, there were still two second-order spirit beasts in this area that could be brushed.

Soon.

She arrived in front of the second second-order mid-grade spirit beast.

It was a huge gray wolf.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but exclaim when they saw the gray wolf through the projection screen.

"Wind Wolf!"

"It is said to be one of the fastest spirit beasts below the fifth order!"

"Night Dye actually ran into it!"

"This time, the strange fire shouldn't be able to burn the wind wolf, right? And the wind wolf is so fast, it is estimated that the night dye sound can't react, and it will be killed by the wind wolf, right? ”

"It's a pity, such a beautiful woman."

"It's a pity that the sons of the Ye family spent so much money to buy her to win, if she dies directly, the sons of the Ye family are afraid that they will have to lose a lot of money, right?"

"If she's smart enough, the right thing to do now is to turn around and leave."

"Yes, if I were her, I would also choose to run away as quickly as possible, so that there would be a glimmer of life."

However......

The night dye sound on the projection screen stood in place, motionless as a clock, watching the wind pounce on her viciously.

"Shhh

"Is she crazy? At such a close distance, it is impossible to hide. ”

"Is it possible that she was just scared by the wind wolf and couldn't run at all?"

"So, is there another possibility that she is not afraid of the wind wolf at all?"

At this time.

Boom!

A crisp sword roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Then

The dazzling silver light is so bright that it can almost pierce a blind person's eyes.

Seeing this, everyone watching the projection screen couldn't help but subconsciously close their eyes, and when they opened them again, they all became dumbfounded.

"Good...... What a chic sword move. ”

I saw that at some point, there was an extra long sword in Ye Ranyin's hand, her delicate and beautiful little face was as cold as frost, she was dressed in a red robe, and the hunting sound of the wind was blowing, and she became more and more cold and beautiful.

The moment she drew her sword, there was a sonorous sound between the heavens and the earth, countless air currents surged, and the spiritual power in the air was still for a moment.

This is what the night dyeing sound practiced, the first style of the emperor's sword, the sword drawing style.

The sword drawing style had just been used, and the sword was not even unsheathed, only a trace of snow light flew out of the gap, and it slashed the wind wolf that flew towards it.

Second-order mid-grade spirit beast.

Even if the powerhouse of the Xuanwu Realm saw it, he would have to fight for a while before he could kill it.

And the night dyeing sound.

A person who had just learned how to practice for a short time, she only used a trace of sword light at the moment when she drew her sword, and she cut the wind wolf that was close at hand in two.

It's a spike!

Even, until the moment of death, the wind wolf didn't even have time to wail.

The body that was shortened in two even fell forward due to inertia, and the blood from the wound cut by the white light of the sword intent seemed to coagulate, and it was not until the stump of the wind wolf fell to the ground that blood splattered.

The auditorium, which had been pressed the pause button, was also lively again.