Ten thousand gardens, above the ring.

Mu Liuyan's chest rose and fell slightly, and a trace of disbelief and shame flashed in his eyes, but one hand was firmly held by Yan Chen, and he couldn't break free.

Between the fights, although Yan Chen is similar to her in terms of cultivation, the power of divine consciousness is much stronger than her, if the power of her divine sense is compared to a stream, then the power of Yan Chen's divine sense is an ocean, no matter how she makes a move, it is already seen by Yan Chen when she makes a move.

Hao's wrist was tightly held, and Mu Liuyan's heart was filled with a different meaning, as if he accepted his fate, but he was extremely stubborn, shaking his head and denying it.

Her eyes were in a trance for a moment, if she had this person, she might be much safer, and she might be able to rescue the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect with greater certainty.

But in her heart, there was a trace of the thought that she would rather die alone than go with others. In this case, why is this competition to recruit relatives?

"Let go. She said softly.

Yan Chen really let go and waited for the following. Although Mu Liuyan was silent for a long time, the audience was already noisy, and the voices of discussion were endless.

After a while, Mu Liuyan looked up at Yan Chen and said, "Yan Chen, who are you?"

"The Southern Regions are scattered, and the idle clouds and wild cranes are just cranes, so it's no wonder that Sect Master Mu hasn't heard of it. Yan Chen replied.

Mu Liuyan glanced at Yan Chen deeply and said, "The old lady is afraid that she hates lies the most. ”

Hearing this, Yan Chen paused for a moment before saying, "Yan doesn't want to lie." ”

"But you said it anyway, didn't you? ”

"Sect Master Mu, but you plan to break your promise?" he looked up at Mu Liuyan, not a little annoyed, as if he had never cared about the ending.

Seeing this situation, most of the people in the audience were happy, and the person who couldn't think about it for a long time, if he really became his * son, it would really make people feel melancholy.

Mu Liuyan heard Yan Chen's words, and couldn't help but be quite dissatisfied: "The old lady is the head of a sect, how can there be jokes? But how can you play with a big marriage event, you don't know where you come from, how can the old lady get from you!"

She looked straight at Yan Chen, a little arrogant, but in the depths of her eyes, there was a wisp of apprehension shaking, and her heartbeat was so fast for some reason. She didn't know what she was expecting, or maybe she was running away from it.

Yan Chen closed his eyes, shook his head with a chuckle, groaned, and said, "Although Yan Mou is from an unknown source, he is indeed better than Sect Master Mu, and Sect Master Mu can't deny this. ”

"So what?" Mu Liuyan raised his eyebrows and snorted lightly.

I only heard the person in front of her sigh: "Since this is the case, let's take a step back, how about the winner's reward is only half cashed?"

Mu Liu's face couldn't help but show a touch of disgust, if the person who should fight wins, he will go to the demon domain with her, and if he can return safely, he will become husband and wife. She thought to herself that this person must be omitting the former and taking the latter.

But he heard Yan Chen say: "Sect Master Mu is reasonable, marriage is a big matter, and it can't be a child's play." In this case, how about you and I just be friends? Demon Domain, Yan is willing to go together. ”

Hearing Yan Chen's words, Mu Liuyan was stunned for a moment, and after taking a breath, he smiled: "You want to accompany the old lady to die?"

Looking at Mu Liuyan, Yan Chen said calmly: "Why did Sect Master Mu impulsively decide to go to the Demon Domain, Yan doesn't care. This demon domain is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, and Yan doesn't care. ”

"Only, the same ear. ”

Mu Liuyan looked at this person carefully, and couldn't help but want to laugh, only to see that this person's clothes were already tattered by her, and they were covered with blood. When she met Yan Chen's eyes, she paused for a moment.

What kind of eyes, what kind of eyes, why did they make her feel familiar......

After a long time, Lan Qianwei stood up, chuckled, and said, "Lan Mou originally prepared a congratulatory gift, but it seems that it is a superfluous move. ”

Mu Liuyan suddenly turned around, glared at him, and said, "People go, things stay!"

"You are far from the dream sect's great cause, if you dare to be stingy, the old lady will serve a pot in the future, and wait for these evil cultivators!"

When Lan Qianwei heard this, she seemed to want to laugh, but the laughter just rose to the corner of her lips, but she fell down for no reason, as if she was slightly tired from the glow of this somewhat dim blazing light.

He slowly took out a long sword from his sleeve, placed it lightly in his palm, and offered it with both hands.

The long sword is slender throughout, and the red powder on the sword body is lightly, like a beautiful woman's cheeks flushing, and her delicate eyes are slightly disgusted.

Mimosa Sword.

The long sword was in Lan Qiandu's hand, no one touched it, but it made people feel that there seemed to be a slight tremor on its body, I don't know if it was excitement or the hatred of the enemy.

Mu Liuyan looked at it, frowned, and said: "A broken sword, the corner of the table is too thin!"

Hearing Mu Liuyan's words, the people in the audience were immediately dumbfounded, and many people already showed a bit of covetousness in their eyes.

If it weren't for the sake of face, many people would already want to shout, "If Sect Master Mu disdains, I will give this spiritual treasure to a certain person", but in the end, they were patient and not so uninteresting.

Most of them knew the name of the leader of the Dream Sect, Chen Qiaoyu'an, and many people had seen Chen Qiao'an's appearance, but no one remembered that this slender sword was Chen Qiaoyu'an's sword.

Swordsman with sword, swordsman, with sword. Sword, here.

Lan Qianwei didn't show any dissatisfaction with Mu Liuyan's unceremonious words, but just flicked her fingers and sent the shy sword towards the other party.

Floating straight to three inches in front of Mu Liuyan, the long sword stopped its movements and paused, not knowing who was waiting for him.

"The sword has been sent, and it will be up to Sect Master Mu to make full decisions, whether it is the corner of the table, it doesn't matter what, it has nothing to do with Lan. ”

He sighed softly and looked up at the sky. Above the canopy, a few white clouds are silky, light and thin like veil, and there are a few lines of sunlight penetrating in between, I don't know whether they are gorgeous or sad.

"Lan, farewell. ”

One person, one dog, slowly, gradually distant. If it comes, it comes silently, and quietly leaves, until it is not reflected in the eyes of everyone.

After Lan Qiandui left, it took a long time for Mu Liuyan to tremble between her fingers, and a complex color appeared in her eyes. She gripped the hilt of the sword lightly, her eyes slightly closed.

The slender sword was quietly held in her hand without a trace of resistance. But instead, it made the tip of her nose sour and guilty.

The mimosis sword was sheathed, covering all the edges, all the demeanor, and all the eyes.

After the last inch of the slender sword body was also hidden in the scabbard, Yan Chen said softly: "Since Sect Master Mu dislikes this sword so much, why don't you give it to Yan?"

Hearing Yan Chen's words, the monks under the stage were immediately furious, and the words that they had been holding back in their hearts for a long time but were ashamed to put forward were actually preempted by others, and they all scolded Yan Chen in their hearts for not being ashamed.

Mu Liuyan put the long sword in front of him, glanced at Yan Chen coldly, and said, "Are you deaf, the old lady said, pad the corner of the table!"

Yan Chen smiled bitterly: "Isn't Sect Master Mu too thin?"

Seeing that Mu Liuyan's face was full of anger, his eyes were already glaring, Yan Chen immediately stopped speaking, and looked low and pleasing to the eyes, Mu Liuyan snorted coldly and restrained his anger.

Seeing that Yan Chen had hit a wall, many monks in the audience immediately sneered on their faces, as if they had taken advantage of something, and they were glad that they were not as reckless as Yan Chen, otherwise they would have to lose face in front of many fellow practitioners.

After this incident, everyone retired one after another, and they didn't know what it meant, and a martial arts competition ended with such an unclear ending.

Among the crowd, there is no shortage of young handsome people, who came with the elders in the door, and there were some illusions in their hearts when they came, or once they had an epiphany, their cultivation skyrocketed, and they defeated Mu Liuyan......

In the end, it's just some unknown people hidden in the crowd and under the flowers.

After everyone left, Mu Liuyan suddenly glanced at Yan Chen and said, "You can go too." ”

In this regard, Yan Chen nodded slightly, and said softly: "Okay, when you leave, Sect Master Mu can summon Yan." ”

He spread out his palm, and in the palm of his hand lay a new transmission note.

But Mu Liuyan didn't take it, but said lightly: "It's my fault that I regret this matter, and I don't need you to go with me, where did you come from and where are you going." ”

Yan Chen smiled, his face was always calm, and said, "Don't forget." ”

He tapped lightly towards the transmission note, and the transmission note flew in front of Mu Liuyan, and he didn't care whether Mu Liuyan took it or not, turned around and left.

walked straight to the gate of Wanhuayuan, and then turned his back to Mu Liuyan and said: "Yan Mou said, Daoshan and Sea of Fire, Yan Mou goes together, not for you, but for the Southern Regions." ”

"For the South. ”

Looking at Yan Chen's disappeared back, a sneer appeared at the corner of Mu Liuyan's mouth, and he pinched the transmission note in his hand angrily.

Suddenly, as if she had lost her strength, she fell to the ground and bent a patch of green grass.

The scabbard opened lightly, making a crisp sound of "snorting". She slowly drew her long sword, carefully examining every inch of the blade.

On the smooth sword body, which was as smooth as a mirror, her slightly dazed eyes were reflected.

Mu Liuyan turned the sword body sideways, looked at the blade, and suddenly smiled: "The corner of the table is really too thin." ”

Look at this mimosa sword as thin as paper, horizontal in front of the eyes, like a silver thread, hazy.

The smile on the corner of her mouth gradually faded, her eyes fell into the distance, and she murmured, "You tell me, your master is really dead?"

"A distracted monk, even if the body is destroyed, the soul can still reshape the body. He just hid somewhere and hid, didn't he?"

"You must know where he is. ”

A trace of astonishment flashed on Mu Liu's face, she didn't know why she wanted to say this, she only gently put the shy sword into the sheath, as if she had never pulled it out, as if she had never said these words.

She took out the transmission note left by Yan Chen, injected an aura, and said lightly: "Three days later, outside the Hundred Flowers Sect, you and I will go together." ”

Above the transmission note, a spiritual aura quietly disappeared, like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no more sound.