More to come later...
Yan Zhou's temples throbbed, and she subconsciously held her head.
There were a lot of tears in the corners of my eyes for no reason.
Early realization of Lan Yin...turning back from the sea of suffering...
The scene of the woman standing in front of her and being stabbed through the heart by ten thousand swords was replayed over and over again.
Damn it, this memory that was supposed to be erased reappeared.
Yan Zhou bit her lip, and the hand holding her head couldn't help but tremble.
It seems that the residual power of this illusion is quite great.
Qingyu and Wenchu looked at each other, and they both saw solemnity in each other's eyes.
There were no tissues here, so Qingyu tore off a piece of cloth from his body, slowly approached Yan Zhou, and handed it to her.
Yan Zhou was stunned for a moment, then reached out to take it.
"Feel sorry."
Qingyu's eyes were blue-grey, and he asked with confusion: "Why do you need to apologize?"
Yan Zhou smiled and waved his hand: "Ah, sorry, I talk too fast. I should say thank you."
Qingyu:......
It made her say anything good.
Through the young man's topaz-colored eyes... Qingyu squinted.
"I think you need to see a psychiatrist."
Yan Zhou is confused. A psychiatrist?
She sighed, readjusted her position and leaned against the tree:
"It's nothing serious. I just remembered something unpleasant. It will be fine after a while."
As she spoke, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Qingyu frowned and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Wenchu:
"Qingyu, stop talking."
She would definitely not listen in the past, but this time... Qingyu looked at Yan Zhou deeply, then returned to Wenchu and sat down.
Yan Zhou was in a bad mood.
And it was the worst time since time travel.
That illusion...maybe not an illusion, something that forcibly broke the seal on her memory and tried to bring out the violent part of her.
If she hadn't escaped in time, she would have either stayed there forever, or turned into a killing machine that only knew hatred.
There is also the Hongmeng sword engraved with the head of a dragon and the tail of a phoenix.
This is a half-step magic weapon that she has been searching for for hundreds of years in the world of cultivation.
How could it appear there?
There were too many doubts, and Yan Zhou's head began to hurt again.
The past events of the Yunyin Sect were the last thing she wanted to recall, even when she became the law enforcement elder and those who had bullied her died one by one... it would still be the case.
Yan Zhou has been in Qingyun Mountain since she can remember. She learned about her adoption from other disciples.
To this day, she still remembers the disgust and disgust in the eyes of those so-called "proud men of heaven". At that time, she didn't know that they were disgusted with her unusual eye color. They just felt that she didn't work hard enough, so she worked hard to practice the sword.
Defeat those who laughed at her one by one.
So they hated her even more.
And Chen Lanyin...
It can be said that he is the only person inside who gives her love.
Because Chen Lan is kind and gentle, she will study various dishes for her, and will go to the master to ask for medicine because she is injured, and will not hesitate to make enemies with those "proud men of heaven" for her sake.
Yan Zhou opened his eyes, his expression indifferent.
But such a beautiful person became a sacrifice for those beasts to vent their anger because of her relationship with a monster like her.
*
After resting, the group continued walking to the other side of the woods.
It is close to the edge of the park and full of rock walls, so attacking teams generally do not go there.
The mist is floating in the air as softly as white gauze, the tips of the plants are shining with crystal dewdrops, and the air is filled with the fragrance of grass, flowers and moist soil.
I have to say that the environment of this ecological park is very good, and it is a feast for the eyes of the audience as a live broadcast site.
Getting closer and closer to the exit of the woods————
"meet again."
The female voice had a familiar arrogance.
Yan Zhou turned around and saw Team Peng Ying in white clothes appearing in the rear.
And the person who just spoke out...
Jiang Wan still looked dignified and elegant, but Yan Zhou read the message of gloating in her eyes.
Zhou Siyin said calmly: "Hand over the neck rings of your auxiliary members. I don't want to bully the few."
Peng Ying brought a total of nine people except Zhou Siyin this time, which directly made up the maximum number of people in the team.
Wenchu turned the prayer beads and shook his head helplessly: "As the saying goes, the sky is brighter when we take a step back. The five of us are weak on our own. How about giving Zhou a way out?"
Hearing Wenchu's words, Zhou Siyin smiled: "That's the rules of the competition. Only two teams, the offensive team and the defensive team, can advance. What Fozi said is really funny."
Jiang Wan's eyes were cold and stern: "If you are unwilling to hand it over, then we will have no choice but to snatch it away."
As soon as she said this, Hui Si and Chi Huan stood in front of Yan Zhou, one behind the other.
Qingyu took a few steps forward and said in a low voice, "No talk?"
Zhou Siyin nodded: "I'm offended."
After saying that, she directly sacrificed the golden bloodline totem.
A huge peacock slowly spreads its wings behind it, its gorgeous green feathers shining brightly under the reflection of the sun.
Yan Zhou saw such a sentence in a book he had read before.
There are also three, six or nine levels of golden blood. In addition to the strength value and growth value, the level of power that can be judged with the naked eye is the precision of the totem.
The more powerful the golden bloodline, the more lifelike the totem becomes...
Obviously, Zhou Siyin fell into this category. The peacock seemed to be alive, and every tail feather was so precise that it was shocking.
It is indeed the last trump card in Weilanjian.
Zhou Siyin raised her hand, and the tail feather on the totem behind her turned into reality.
The metallic green feathers wind up along with the wings, and the softest green feathers become the hardest weapons.
At the same time, Jiang Wan and other Weilanjian students also mobilized their natural abilities.
It seems that today's bullying of the few is bound to happen.
Zhou Siyin politely asked again: "Are you really not willing to give it? Although I controlled the force, skin injuries will definitely be inevitable."
Wenchu looked at him quietly: "The four of us are enough."
At this time, the live broadcast room was filled with various barrages.
Live up to the time: [Although brother Fozi is very strong-minded, but... the person opposite is Zhou Siyin! The future apprentice booked by the Yao Palace Power! And this peacock totem is scary to look at...]
Going to bed late and getting up late: [What! ! ! What did you say? ! Disciple booked by Almighty! ! ! I go! How awesome is this! 】
Pink Rabbit: [The one who can make a powerful person condescend to accept a disciple personally... No wonder Wei Lanjian is so arrogant. 】
Stir-fried tomatoes: [Zhou Siyin is a rare genius in Pengying. This Buddhist son and daughter are no different from the flowers in the greenhouse. They have never been seen moving around before, so they probably have a false reputation. 】
Cylindrical bark: [. . . . . . 】
Live up to the time: [. . . . . . 】
Pink Rabbit: [Brother, do you understand that your identity has been exposed? 】
Jiaocheng: [I was wondering from the beginning why a Zheyun person kept slandering his own star field. It turned out to be someone else’s undercover. Please teach me how to change this IP address. 】
Go to bed late and get up late: [Same as above, I’m also curious. 】
Manmanmanmanman: [People are too scared to speak, hahahaha. 】
(End of chapter)
