Luo Yan swayed, and barely stood up from his almost exhausted body. He staggered over and twisted his eyebrows, staring at the man who fell on his back with extreme depression. His face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.
, and the large amount of blood remaining on the ice after the vortex dissipated showed that this person was completely hopeless!
"Oh my god, damn bean, what a curse you have!" Luo Yan patted his forehead and sighed sadly.
"Jin'er!" Elder Chu ignored the surprised looks of others outside the field and used his strong strength to forcefully break open the defensive shield on Luo Yan's side. His fat body squeezed in through the gap and hugged him anxiously.
Luo Yan stopped and kept asking, "How's it going? Where's the injury? You can talk! Let's go, let's not compete! It's just a false name! Let's go, let's go..." As he said this, he tried to pull Luo Yan away.
"No, let go first!" Luo Yan swayed. He was so dizzy from his tossing that he managed to stand still. He smiled weakly and said, "I'm fine. I just felt uncomfortable being tossed in the whirlpool! Now I'm afraid I want to
I can’t leave anymore, this guy is dead.”
Elder Chu then noticed that although Luo Yan's face was pale, except for the wound on his leg that had been squeezed out of a large amount of blood in the whirlpool, there were no other serious injuries on his body. On the contrary, Zhang Chengze had been lying upright on the ground.
, the body gradually stiffened...
At this time, because of Jang Chengze's death, Luo Yan was automatically promoted, and the broken defensive shield was completely dissipated. People who were blocked from outside also swarmed in, looking at the dead Jang Chengze, and then at the weak and weak Zhang Chengze.
Luo Yan, who was half-stained with blood on Elder Chu, looked at each other for a moment
After all, the competition at that time was witnessed by all. It was indeed Jang Song-taek who launched the killing move first. Under normal circumstances, Luo Yan's two swords could only seriously injure him. If it were not for the powerful power of the vortex, he would not have died at all.
The death of the young master of the Danming Sect can only be caused by himself.
After a brief investigation, Luo Yan's wounds were treated, and the matter was settled. As for the radical behavior of a certain old man at that time, according to others, it was called kindness and concern for the next generation!
I don’t know whether it was Luo Yan and Jang Chengze’s misfortunes that made Douzi successful, or Douzi’s good luck that affected the two. Anyway, the two fought fiercely, but Dou entered the finals exceptionally smoothly, but he gave up the final battle.
As long as he has a place to enter the God Storage Realm, he knows that in the final analysis, getting to this point is all about hurting his own people, but this luck will always fail sometimes, and the finals are very important to everyone, he can't do it anymore
Adding to the chaos
What really surprised Luo Yan was Cen Zijin. Even though she was not weak, she actually gave up and just asked him to take her back to Shuiming Sect. The reason was whatever he wanted. She didn't care about her identity, as long as she didn't really have trouble with him in the bridal chamber.
For Cen Zijin, who is homeless and hiding in Tibet, having a stable home is her biggest dream for the time being.
The autumn rain was pouring. Luo Yan lay in bed and listened to the sound of rain hitting the leaves. His mind was far away. He had always known that autumn was coming, but the falling leaves brought depression and desolation. Today's drizzle has drenched
While enjoying the land, it also moistened his heart, making him suddenly discover that autumn is actually also full of poetry.
After coming back last night, he was exhausted and went back to his room to sleep until he was woken up by the sound of rain. The sky was already bright, and the continuous autumn rain hit the dripping eaves, crisp and sweet, and the rainwater spread a shiny and shiny sound on the smooth ground.
One layer, so delicate, so translucent...
The servants in the yard next door have already begun to work. The soft footsteps, whispers, and rustling of things are all so full of life. Master Xue Murong, who just met him yesterday, suddenly realized that it turned out that
I am still alive, this is the human world
"You lazy boy, can't you afford it?" Cen Zijin, dressed in green robes, poked his head through the crack of the door with a smile, and shouted playfully.
"I don't think so, you asked the servants to bring the food in! I'll eat it in bed." Luo Yan also smiled and rested his head on his arms and said lazily.
Cen Zijin chuckled and said, "That's not up to you! Two guests are here to see you!" As he spoke, he lightly walked downstairs with his sweet laughter as clear as silver bells, and the sound of a little girl soon rang downstairs.
The voice said, "Seniors, I'm so sorry, I'm a slacker and won't get up!"
"Haha, it's okay, we are not outsiders, girl, although you are busy with your work, we can go up and have a look ourselves." A gentle but not old voice followed closely, and then there was the sound of pedaling upstairs, and the wooden floor made a slight sound.
Soon, the door was pushed open, and through the thin crocodile gauze tent, Luo Yan saw two strangers in cloaks walking in without noticing anything.
"Look, what did I say? This guy must have woken up early!" the middle-aged man who was a little behind joked.
As they spoke, the two of them wiped their faces, and their faces squirmed, and the faces of Old Man Chu and Shen Shiyi slowly appeared.
Luo Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them, stretched lazily, and said feebly: "What's the matter? I'm injured now!"
"What an injury!" Shen Shiyi cursed with a smile, stretched out his hand, and Roufeng flew over with two small nanmu stools. He and Old Man Chu sat down one by one, and felt Luo Yan's pulse.
Then he stuffed a bunch of messy pills and liquid into his mouth, then smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just came over to see how you are doing."
"Shit! Don't do this, I don't believe it!" Luo Yan stared at him, raised his arm, and wiped the remaining liquid at the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Haha!" Seeing Shen Shiyi's defeat, Old Man Chu was so happy that his beard stood up, and he said honestly and humanely, "Nothing, I just want to tell you the latest situation."
"Hmm~" Luo Yan responded through his nose, indicating that this reason was quite credible.
Shen Shiyi sighed, his face suddenly darkened, and he whispered: "Yu Rui is dead."
"His death?" Luo Yan asked in surprise, and then asked in surprise, "He is a bodyguard, who did he offend?"
"No, commit suicide!" Shen Shiyi, obviously still angry, said with force, "He was responsible for collecting Jang Chengze's information before. Now that Jang Chengze died, he also took medicine and committed suicide. There was not a word left, and there was no fight at the scene.
There are no traces of coercion on the body.”
"Then what happened to Jang Chengze's sudden increase in strength?" Luo Yan thought for a while and asked in a deep voice.
Shen Shiyi glanced at him helplessly and sighed: "Nothing can be seen on the corpse. The whirlpool drew too much blood from him at that time. Even if someone had tampered with his body, there was no way to verify the elixir and the knowledgeable people."
Although people can seal a force for him in advance, or stimulate his life potential, it can forcibly increase his strength, but some secret methods can also do it, and this cannot be used as evidence that he has a deal with others."
"Is the clue broken?" Luo Yan was silent for a while and looked at the two of them with raised eyebrows.
Shen Shiyi hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Yes, it is indeed broken."
La la la, tomorrow is Monday, I sincerely ask for votes for the new week!