Shut up in the room, Dongfang Yanran sat by the window and looked at the street scene outside the window.
"Why, it feels a little unreal, doesn't it?"
Lu Fan walked over with a smile: "It was the same when I first went to South China Sea Wonderland. I felt that everything was fake, illusory, and could not exist in this world."
"But the fact is that in some corners of this world, there are many things beyond our knowledge, including the world of one side."
"The weak eat the strong, the weak are here, they don't even have the right to breathe."
He thought about some of his experiences in the South China Sea Wonderland, and looked a little sad.
"Are there many female monks here who don't even have the dignity of being women and have become the playthings of these so-called powerful cultivators?"
Dongfang Yanran didn't look back. She was seeing a young and beautiful female monk being taken away by a group of powerful men. The old slave standing next to her didn't even have a chance to speak, and was directly beaten to death.
heart of.
"That's right."
Lu Fan sat opposite her and placed hot tea in front of her: "Ling tea brewed with spiritual water can replenish spiritual energy and heal injuries. You must have never drank it before."
Dongfang Yanran slowly turned her head, gently holding the tea cup with her jade hand, but did not drink it, but stared at Lu Fan with her beautiful eyes: "So, how did you survive in the South China Sea Wonderland?"
She didn't know what Lu Fan had experienced in the South China Sea Wonderland.
But his transformation was completed there.
Obviously, Lu Fan experienced a life of nine deaths, survived in the South China Sea Wonderland, and gained huge opportunities. After returning to China, he was able to push all the way.
"It's hard to say."
Lu Fan thought for a while and explained seriously: "It's not that easy anyway. I almost died three or four times, but luckily I was lucky and survived."
He once said that if he told the true situation, he was worried that it would affect Dongfang Yanran's mind.
"Let's think about this Tianbang competition first."
Lu Fan changed the subject: "Do you have any ideas?"
"No."
Dongfang Yanran shook her head calmly: "I know myself. Here, there are as many supreme beings as dogs. There are existences beyond the supreme beings. I can even see that participating in the Tianbang Competition with my current strength is tantamount to seeking death..."
Even though she said this, Lu Fan still saw the loneliness in her eyes.
Yes, once the most eldest lady in the Chinese martial arts world and the most talented person, she was suddenly reduced to being teased on the street and not even qualified to fight back.
He was crushed under the soles of his feet by countless peers and could not look up to his strength.
This huge gap would not be easy for anyone.
"Don't worry, the improvement of cultivation in Middle-earth is still slower. As you accumulate more and more, you will catch up."
Lu Fan was comforting him when there was a knock on the door, and at the same time there was the voice of the waiter: "Sir, you have received an invitation letter, can you come out and get it?"
"Invitation card?"
Lu Fan stood up, signaled Dongfang Yanran to be quiet, walked out and pushed the door open.
The waiter stood in front of the door and respectfully handed a red invitation to Lu Fan: "Sir, an elder came to me and said that this is for you. Please be sure to come within half an hour.
Rush to Biyuxuan, he is waiting for you there, and said that you must be there, this matter is extremely important to you."
After saying that, the waiter turned around and left.
Lu Fan opened the invitation in confusion, and at first glance, he saw the signed name.
