"Master Lian, won't you give me some advice?"
Zi Qin asked in a cold voice.
Lian Shao looked at Zi Qin, "Elder Qin, I have no intention of fighting with you to the death! Farewell!"
After saying that, Lian Shao took his troops and left quickly.
Okay!
As soon as the Dantian Spiritual Body Clone Technique appeared, they were all taken away immediately. Ji Ruyan felt that it would be too trivial for the battle to end!
What's the matter, for the sake of my status as an eighth-level Martial Immortal, I should at least have a fight to the death, and it would also open my eyes to myself and others!
Cut!
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be anticlimactic. How can this be accepted?
Hey!
To be honest, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
Ji Ruyan looked at the seven elders somewhat lovelessly, holding her forehead speechlessly.
As soon as Zizhu put away his spiritual weapon, the Red Wind Divine Sword, he took his mother-in-law Zi Huan and flew to Ji Ruyan's side, "Are you injured?"
"It's okay, just a slight injury."
Ji Ruyan shook her head and said she was fine.
"That's good, you guys are stupid too. If you can't win, won't you run away?"
"Are you talking about escaping in front of an eighth-level martial immortal? Elder Zhu, what you are saying is too childish!"
Ji Ruyan was a little unhappy and asked with a frown.
Zizhu rolled his eyes, "That can only mean that your strength is not good enough. If you have free time, you'd better practice hard!"
Hum!
Is she lazy?
She's not lazy, okay?
Ji Ruyan was too lazy to explain, so she just stopped talking.
Zi Huan on the side looked gentle, "Zhu, who is this girl?"
"Look at my memory. Come on, let me introduce each other to you. This is Zi Huan, the third-ranked elder of the Yan Sect, and this is Ji Ruyan. Do you still remember your ill-tempered disciple Chu Lan?
Qian? This girl’s name is Ji Ruyan, who is Chu Lanqian’s junior sister.”
When Zi Huan heard this, his expression froze, "I have never accepted this girl as my disciple."
Chu Lanqian is her disciple. Because it is so fun, but his strength has never improved, it is the disciple who gives her the most headache. He has such a look, but he is the favorite of the founder, and he often leads Chu Lanqian all over the continent.
Crazy fun.
Now counting the time, she has not seen this boy Chu Lanqian for more than 20 years.
Zizhu was a little confused, "I didn't say she was your disciple! She has been following Chu Lanqian, her master... Forget it, this is not the place to talk, let's leave here first."
Zizhu stopped talking halfway through, making Zi Huan extremely anxious, and shouted at everyone to leave together.
It was only then that Ji Ruyan had time to ask about the injuries of his group. Everyone had been hit by a green bead. As long as they took off the bead and allowed ten days to heal, the injuries would be cured.
Went back.
So, all in all, it’s a good thing.
They were about to leave, and Ji Ruyan asked the sacred beast, "Are you coming with us? Or will you stay here by yourself?"
"Huh! Of course I'm following you. Don't get me wrong. I don't treat you as my master!"
The holy beast glanced arrogantly and held its chin up, not to mention how much it deserved a beating.
Ji Ruyan was too lazy to pay attention to its expression now, so she could only glance at it and finally gave up.
Taking a deep breath, she realized that her injury was not serious! She just held it in to prevent them from worrying.
After her battle with Wu Xian, she finally understood that the powerful coercion and the move could clearly kill her, but it left some room for her to not be killed. It was obvious that he was just toying with her!
This chapter has been completed!