When Weng Ran came to Wanshuge, she had already calmed down, which was one of her advantages, and she would not be in a slump for too long.

There are a lot fewer people in Wanshu Pavilion than the last time, it has been so long, and the excitement of the demon race in the present world has almost passed, and almost everything that can be found has been checked, and he walked towards the sixth layer lightly and silently, but was intercepted by a fat hand halfway.

Weng Ran looked at Gao Ren who was blocking the way, he had really grown up in this Wanshu Pavilion, the other party looked at her with a warm face, "Senior sister, I finally saw you~"

Weng Ran looked around vigilantly, and sure enough, Gao Ren's cheers full of surprise attracted a female disciple to come in a deep step, and the ring ruler was gently tapped in the palm of his hand, seeing that Weng then molars were sour, but Gao Ren didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Move sensitively to dodge away and distance yourself to prove your innocence.

Gao Ren, who pounced in the air, didn't wait for the opening to ask, suddenly felt that there was cold air behind him, stopped moving, and had a guess in his heart, his smile when he turned around was more ugly than crying, looking at this one who was also an acquaintance, he struggled hard, "Senior Sister Zhuoyu, can you go around me this time~"

The ring ruler waved in place of the answer.

Weng Ran watched that Gao Ren was beaten three times, and his appearance became more and more well-behaved, Na Zhuoyu took the ring ruler, and when he turned to leave, he warned Weng Ran with his eyes.

"Huhu~" Gao Ren held his beaten left hand and blew pitifully.

Weng Ran was very ruthless and planned to bypass the side, but the other party followed with a very dead face, "Senior sister, senior brother, I was beaten like this, you don't care, you don't care." ”

looked very aggrieved, and Weng Ran got goosebumps when he saw it.

Swept his arm, "Not familiar." ”

"How come, junior sister, you saved your senior brother's life, don't think about not admitting it!"

"Want to repay the favor?"

Gao Ren nodded vigorously, his steps following tightly.

Weng Ran smiled disdainfully, "The matter between me and the Discipline Hall, everyone in the Wu Pavilion knows about it, why didn't I see you come to repay you, senior brother~"

Gao Ren's heart suddenly became weak, and he scratched his ears and cheeks for a long time, "I was still injured at that time, but I have only been fine recently, you believe me." ”

"Well, letter, get out of the way. When he reached the sixth floor, Weng Ran went straight to the bookshelf about the "demon", and Gao Ren, who was thrown down, cheekily followed, saw Weng Ran's actions in his eyes, and leaned sideways on the bookshelf with his arms folded, "Senior sister, I'm here to find a book about the demon race, then senior brother will tell you, you better give up." ”

Weng Ran held a book in his hand, turned around, and walked around to the other side of the bookshelf.

Gao Ren grinned, took out two books, exposed the gaps, slammed his head up, and said to Weng Ran opposite: "The 'demons' here are all related to the demon cultivation of the human race, and they have nothing to ......do with the demon race."

Before he finished speaking, Weng Ran closed the book, stuffed it into the gap, and slammed Gao Ren's face back.

Gao Ren wiped his face, depressedly stuffed the two books back in his hand, quickly turned to the other side, and then was dumbfounded, among the rows of bookshelves, there was still Weng Ran's figure.

Outside Wanshu Pavilion, Weng Ran looked at the two people fighting on the martial arts training field, but he was absent-minded, this Gao Ren was really annoying, he knew that this was the case, so he didn't save him in the first place.

The two disciples on the stage, the strength of the intermediate level, is also equal, there are back and forth, very exciting.

The time of three days passed in a flash, and Weng Ran also fully grasped and understood in these three days, his limit at this time, the primary level of detachment, it would not take long to reach the intermediate level, if it were not for Gu Qingcheng, this time, it is estimated that he would directly enter the top level of detachment.

However, at this level, as long as you are diligent in cultivation, sooner or later, Weng Ran doesn't care too much.

Today she sat in bed earlier than usual, and sat in bed for a while before getting out of bed.

The clear water overflowed his face, the water was cold, but Weng Ran, who had his eyes closed, was surging with blood, and his eyes were blood-red.

Cleanse and tie your hair, carefully and carefully in front of the bronze mirror, leaving no strand of messy hair, and no decoration of white silk, and tie up your long hair high.

The white clothes were put on layer by layer, and the fingers smoothed the belt and tied it vigorously.

Picked up the jade plaque representing the person of the martial pavilion and hung it on his waist seriously.

Weng Ran, who had done this, took a deep breath and pushed the door out, and at the same time, Chaodui's voice rang out, different from the previous frivolity, "Martial Pavilion disciples, within ten breaths, gather in the martial arts training ground." ”

Weng Ran looked at it, Gu Qingcheng, Shi Keke, who was almost integrated with the snowstorm, closed the door.

The three senior brothers and sisters went down the seventh peak in silence and headed towards the martial arts training ground, only to see countless disciples along the way, the white clothes on their bodies were whiter than this snow, their expressions were heavy and cold, and there was no sound of conversation in the martial arts pavilion at this time, only the sound of the wind whistling the drum-like heartbeat, and only the creaking sound of falling snow under their feet.

Even if the martial arts training ground was already full of people, some were just silent, except for the white in the heaven and earth, that is, the black hair that was gradually covered by snow, and there was no different color.

The three of Weng Ran, standing in the position belonging to the seventh peak, were significantly scattered.

Tao Ye wore a pure white forehead and stood in front of everyone, compared to the warmth and jade of the past, sadness covered his body.

"Disciples of the main peak, all thirty-two people have arrived!"

"The disciple is here!"

The tragic voice rushed into everyone's heart and resounded in the Wuge world.

"Second peak, report here!" Tao Ye's eyes were red, but his momentum was getting heavier and heavier! He wanted to break through the snowstorm! The foreheads hanging on both sides danced wildly in the wind, and everyone had never seen such a cultivation!

"Second Peak disciples, thirteen people, all here!" "The second peak disciples behind Shang Ke bowed their heads in unison, and their voices broke through the sky, "The disciples are here!"

"The third peak, report it!"

"The disciples of the third peak, seventy-six people, all here!" Today's Ji Wushang did not have a folding fan in his hand, Weng Ran remembered that when she went to the third peak for the first time, the third peak had at least a hundred disciples.