"it is finally over."
Seeing Nalan Yanran fall to the ground, Xiao Yan breathed a long sigh of relief, and then immediately took out the healing and rejuvenating elixir from the Najie and took it.
Because Yun Yun was also present during the three-year appointment, Xiao Yan did not say anything about divorcing his wife, nor did he write a letter of divorce.
Now that Xiao Yan won, he immediately said: "Nalan Yanran, from now on, you will have nothing to do with my Xiao family. Remember, this marriage was not divorced by you, but by me."
"Everyone, the show is over, everyone should go back to their homes..."
Xiao Yan raised his head to face the people above the tall tree, but when he saw Furukawa staring at him, his expression suddenly changed.
He immediately turned around and pulled out the huge Xuan Zhong ruler on the ground, put it into the ring, and then walked out of the square under the gaze of countless eyes.
Stepping out of the square and about to step down the stairs, the faint voice that made Xiao Yan's heart sink the most finally sounded.
"Mr. Xiao Yan, please stay here for a moment. I, the Yunlan Sect, have something to do, and I need you to personally confirm it..."
Hearing the sound that slowly sounded above the square, Xiao Yan's steps that were about to step down the steps suddenly stopped. He turned his back to the square, raised his head and took a long breath of air, but the fist in his sleeves and robes slightly moved. Clenched.
On the giant tree, Hai Bodong and Jia Xingtian's brows were also frowning at this moment. They glanced at the center of the square, where the faces of Yun Ling and others seemed to be very strange.
Looking at the not-so-good-looking face of Yunyun Furukawa next to them, both of them understood that something big was going to happen today.
On the square, following Yun Ling's voice, those eyes were once again focused on the thin figure who was about to step down the steps. On the ground, Nalan Yanran wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, stood up with difficulty, and looked up with complicated eyes. Looking at Xiao Yan's back, he immediately turned to Yun Ling and others and said, "Great Elder, in today's competition, Yan Ran's skills are indeed inferior to others..."
"Yanran, this is not because of the competition, please stand aside for now." Yun Ling waved his hand, his face looked very serious.
Seeing Yun Ling's face, Nalan Yanran was stunned, hesitated for a moment, nodded, and slowly stepped aside. Several Yunlan Sect disciples there quickly stood up and made room for her.
In the field, after Yun Ling's previous voice fell, there was silence. There were only countless doubtful eyes, staring at the motionless back.
The atmosphere in the quiet square was dull and strange.
"Elder Yun Ling, what's the matter?" The sudden faint voice finally broke the silence of the square and made Yun Ling's body slightly stiff.
Countless eyes in the field shifted again, but now, they all turned to Yun Ling. Except for those few people, most of the Yun Lan Sect disciples did not know why Yun Ling suddenly spoke at this time. He blocked Xiao Yan and pushed him down.
In full view of everyone, Yun Ling slowly stood up, stared at Xiao Yan with a stern look, and said in a deep voice:
"I wonder if Mr. Xiao Yan has heard about the incident a few months ago when I, the guest minister of the Yunlan Sect, Elder Furukawa, was attacked by a mysterious black-robed man in the Tagor Desert, and was seriously injured and lost his strange fire?"
As soon as Yun Leng said this, some whispers suddenly sounded in the square. Furukawa's status in Yunlan Sect is not low, or in other words, Furukawa's status in the entire Jiaji Empire is not low.
They also knew that he was seriously injured and almost died after being attacked before, and the Yunlan Sect had been searching for this for a long time.
However, at this time, Yun Leng suddenly mentioned this matter, but something was wrong. Did he still think that the person who attacked Furukawa was Xiao Yan?
Wait, it's not impossible. Some people thought of the earthy yellow flame that Xiao Yan used last time.
That kind of flame is very strange, but it meets the requirements of a strange fire.
As a sixth-grade alchemist, Furukawa couldn't possibly mistake the flame he had received.
Therefore, Xiao Yan must have a lot to do with the attack on Furukawa. Even if it was not him who attacked Xiao Yan, it was someone related to him who did it.
Everyone prefers the latter.
Thinking of this, someone looked at Xiao Ming.
But then he shook his head again. It couldn't have been Master Xiao Ming who attacked him. With Xiao Ming's Douzong realm, no matter how good Furukawa was, he couldn't escape. It should be someone else.
However, if something like this happens, I don’t know how Master Xiao Ming will handle it. Maybe there will be a fight. There are so many good things today, and they are not in vain.
Ignoring the whispers in the square, Yun Leng just stared at Xiao Yan, waiting for his answer.
The palms in his sleeves trembled slightly. Xiao Yan pursed his lips tightly, took a deep breath in his heart, suppressed the intensified heartbeat, slowly turned around, and once again faced the huge square and the countless clouds in it. A disciple of the Lan Sect, whose voice was as light as the breeze, echoed in the square:
"What do you mean by Elder Yun Leng's words? Do you still think that Elder Furukawa was attacked by me?"
Xiao Yan wanted to argue that although he had a lot of help, it would be better not to take action if he could.
"You don't need to quibble, you should know very well how sensitive alchemists are to the breath of fire! As a sixth-grade alchemist, I, Furukawa, will not frame you." Looking at Xiao Yan coldly, Furukawa said.
As soon as Furukawa said this, everyone believed Yun Leng's words eight or nine times, because Furukawa's reputation in the Jiaji Empire was indeed quite good.
"Master Xiao Ming, you also possess strange fire. You must know that the breath of strange fire is not so easy to admit, right?"
"This...hehe."
Hearing Furukawa throw the problem to himself, Xiao Ming did not excuse Xiao Yan. Anyone who knows a little about flames knows that Yihuo is indeed not that easy to admit his mistakes. If you refuse to admit it shamelessly, others will not give up making trouble for you.
Excusing is useless, so let's start a fight quickly.
"Elder Yun Ling, there are a lot of strange fire people in the world, and I don't want to waste words with you. If you don't have conclusive evidence, it's better not to slander them casually. Although the Yunlan Sect is powerful, this It’s not a good idea for my reputation to spread out, and besides, it’s not your turn to make the decision for me whether I stay or go! Our Xiao family is not someone to be trifled with either!”
After saying this, Xiao Yan turned a blind eye and turned around to step down the stone steps.
"It is true that your Xiao family is not easy to mess with, but that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want, Xiao Yan! If I let you go like this today, how can I, the Yunlan Sect, still have any dignity?"
Smiling coldly, Yun Leng suddenly took out a milky-white flute from Najie in full view of everyone, put it to his mouth, and blew hard. Suddenly, a strange sharp tone suddenly came from the flute. out.
The sharp sound of the flute lingered throughout Yunlan Mountain for a long time.
Everyone in the square fell silent because of Yun Ling's behavior. For a while, the only sound that could be heard was the sound of the flute.
Jia Xingtian narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Hai Bodong. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and his pupils suddenly shrank!
"It's that old guy! He's really not dead yet!"
As Jia Xingtian and Hai Bodong fell silently, a majestic momentum descended from the depths of Yunlan Mountain, like a giant dragon that had awakened from ancient times, with unrivaled pressure!
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