"What the hell is she talking about!"
"Village Chief!" Someone nearby shouted heartbreakingly: "She ran away!!"
Yin Nian's whole body turned into a streak of fire, drawing a deep trace with a red line of fire in the late night sky, running towards the bright corner where day and night alternate.
"Chase!" The old village chief was going crazy!
Over the years, they have arrested so many people for human sacrifice.
There is no resistance.
But they were numerous, and they were greedy. They used treasures to appease them at first, but those people foolishly thought they had really encountered some adventure, and were killed by them in their sleep.
In all these years, no one has died due to accidents in the village!
"Find her! I will skin her with my own hands on New Year's Eve!"
"Let that monster chew her bones into pieces!"
But the monster in his mouth is now leaning against the big tree.
I burst into tears.
Hua Xuan bit her lip, tears streaming down her face, and she covered her mouth without making any sound.
Don't die.
Stay alive.
She had heard this too many times, and the villagers told her again and again.
"Monsters can't die!"
"We provide you with good food and drink, what else are you dissatisfied with? I'm just asking you to get some lucky beads. Shouldn't you repay the favor to the village?"
"You were raised by people in the village. Of course your life belongs to all of us. We have the final say on when you die. You don't have the final say."
"Don't die, you can't die."
These words were like thorns that were pierced into the flesh, and as the wound healed, it pierced deeper and deeper. The pain kept her awake at night. There was no blood, but she might as well just see blood.
But this is the first time anyone has said it.
Pick up the knife.
Can't practice? So what?
If you want to live, if you want to live a good life, you have to pick up the knife!
There is a glimmer of hope in the struggle!
She didn't even know how she got back.
After returning to her cabin, she felt a surge of heat in her heart, as if something was about to jump out.
Hua Xuan anxiously circled around her table.
There is a fire buried in the body, but I don't know how to let it out.
Her fists loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again. The next moment she raised her head suddenly, rushed into her house, and opened a box that had been sealed for a long time.
He held out a heavy silver fishhook!
There is a round sleeve on the front part of the fishhook, which can be put on the wrist.
Her father is actually a very outstanding weapon refiner.
This silver fish hook is an artifact made by her father... no, it should be said to be a super artifact. Without this, the old fish beast cannot be killed.
The old village chief once searched her house for this thing, but she hid it well.
Anyway, she has no spiritual power and cannot use it.
She secretly hid this thing at the beginning, just to leave a thought for herself.
"I didn't expect that I would still have to wear it one day." Hua Xuan twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.
She looked at the silver fish hook and held the silver fish hook tightly. Her heart became calmer and calmer, but the fire was getting stronger and stronger.
wait!
Waiting for New Year’s Eve!
"This village is quite big!" Yin Nian took LaLa and the others and hid at the bottom of the lake.
A small space was isolated under the lake with a formation.
Yin Nian grinned and applied medicine to his wound.
The trial was really powerful, but those people were not vegetarians either, and she was hit by another arrow while chasing her.
The arrow is still stuck in Yin Nian's shoulder.
Yuan Xinsui held her up, his face looking horribly ugly.
"I'm going to pull it out." Yuan Xinsui looked as if he had been hit by an arrow.
The shoulder was pulled out with flesh and blood, and Yin Nian let out a muffled groan as beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
There are still signs of movement from above.
She didn't dare to use Fengyuan, nor did she dare to let Xiaomiao heal her wounds, so she could only sprinkle the medicine on the bloody hole.
"Leave it to me next..." Yuan Xinsui was interrupted by Yin Nian before he could finish his words.
"No, I want to use them to practice my moves." Yin Nian said with a firm voice: "Are there so many King Masters here who are willing to 'spare' with them elsewhere? And they happen to be vain Masters. , strong enough, but also able to give me a chance to survive.”
Yin Nian slowly let out a breath.
"I am now a six-star golden spiritual master."
"The realm has improved, but the battle is not enough!" Yin Nian gritted his teeth and said: "Yuan Xinsui, after three months, I will definitely take everyone to seek justice for ourselves."
"I'm young, and they praise me for my talent, but I understand that most of my current strength comes from having very good artifacts in my hands."
"And my gift of learning with a photographic memory."
"But my fighting experience is still not as good as those who have lived for hundreds of years."
“I arm myself with other things, but I cannot fail to lay the foundation.”
"Everyone must know that the Supreme God Realm's self-proclaimed power is not seeking death. We are really preparing for transformation."
“Everyone is working hard, how can I fall behind?”
Yin Nian felt that no one was searching in this area.
She took a deep breath and took out her cauldron.
"Poison Pill! Formation! Killing Spiritual Technique!"
"What's the use!"
"I want to see if I can survive until New Year's Eve in such a strangulation without your help!"
The corner of Yuan Xinsui's mouth tightened, and he looked at Yin Nian seriously, "I pursue strength to protect the people around me, and to prevent you from being so tired. Yin Nian, you can rely on me more."
Yin Nian grinned, "What a coincidence, isn't it?"
"I think so too!"
"So, look, are we meant for each other? My sleep."
The flames soared.
Wrap the little iron pot!
Yin Nian's eyes seemed to be on fire.
now.
In the realm of the Supreme God.
In the main square of the First College.
Countless college students fight against each other in their respective arenas.
Swords and swords intertwined with shadows, and blood was scattered everywhere.
Ruan Qingjuan stood on the highest stage with a cold expression: "The trial battle is over! Go down, heal your wounds, cultivate yourself, and don't forget to take more mild elixirs that nourish your spiritual power. It is best to use elixirs after the war!"
"Group 2! Come on!"
A group of people left the ring without making a sound.
Another group of people behind them quickly entered the ring, two people got on and two people got off, without wasting any time.
"Don't waste any time!"
"The time you have now was bought by Yin Nian who died in the Emperor's Domain, and by the thousands of soldiers who died on the front lines!"
"Practice me to death!"
The same goes for Headwind Academy.
Luo Xue slapped hundreds of students away at the same time.
"Come again!"
"If you can't withstand one of my moves, go to the pressure room to practice for a day and then come out!"
"Our Niefeng College has always been second, and others are second, but there will definitely be a war after the lockdown is lifted. Do you still want to be that second?"
"If you don't want to be scolded as a second-rate man again, just practice as hard as you want!"
A month and a half has passed since the self-imposed period.
There's still a month and a half left.
Not just the academy.
The same goes for sects.
The sect leaders of each sect have retreated to the back because the old monsters have come out.
"If the sect and the academy are still fighting now, that would be a real joke!" Their tone was calm, but the sect leaders did not dare to say anything, "Whether it is the sect or the academy, we are all from the divine domain. people."
"We must fight for the divine domain!"
"The kind who are determined to sow discord and cause internal strife!"
"Kill them all on the spot!"
A cold expression flashed across their faces.
But with a deep regret.
"Pity."
They raised their heads and looked at the sky, "It's a pity that the little girl named Yin Nian died."
"Otherwise, why worry about not seeing hope?"
sometimes.
A peerless genius.
It is likely to be the hope of an entire region.
Just like An Di failed to find a strong successor, An Yu was overshadowed by Huang Mingyu in terms of talent.
This only fueled the imperial ambitions.
"It would be great if... I didn't die..."
