This was the second time Mo Yunlan saw the real Qin Fan, but she was already familiar with everything about him.
Looking at the figure standing on the cliff, she could clearly notice the calmness in his eyes, and the curve in the corner of his mouth was more like a silent mockery!
'I thought he was going to have a foolproof ambush, but now his attack and defense are interchanged. He must be very proud of it.'
Thinking of the blue veins appearing on Mo Yunlan's temples, she felt a ball of anger burning in her chest, and this flame had first appeared seventeen years ago.
People in this world are naturally divided into three, six or nine levels.
Commoners will remain commoners throughout their lives, and only a few lucky ones may be able to embark on martial arts, but they will eventually become a stepping stone for the children of aristocratic families and sect elites.
Mo Yunlan has always hated this kind of world. Although she is one of the lucky ones, even though she was born as a commoner, she unexpectedly developed a special physique - ice muscles and jade bones.
Even more fortunately, she did not die prematurely due to the cold power brought by this constitution, and met the man who changed her life - King Wuwei.
Yue Piaoling said something wrong before. Not only did she become King Wuwei's subordinate seventeen years ago.
But earlier, when King Wuwei was not yet known as the Great Black Iron Wall and was just a prince, she had already followed that man without hesitation.
She believed that that man would break the fate that inherently divides people into different classes, and she also believed that that man could bring a new light to this decayed world.
This almost blind trust lasted until seventeen years ago, when a group of mysterious men in black robes arrived on that dark bloody night, but King Wuwei, whom he admired, followed cautiously behind.
She didn't know who these men in black robes were, but when she noticed the way they looked at her.
She felt as if she had returned to her childhood, witnessing the warriors as if they were indifferent to ants, casually ignoring her, a commoner who was hiding in a corner and shivering.
Nothing has changed, even though she was a strong person in the Xiantian realm at that time.
It was also at that moment that Mo Yunlan felt inexplicably that her long-cherished wish might never be realized.
After following the group of men in black robes and breaking into Wuyou Villa, she, who had the most humble status, took on the job of executioner and coldly slaughtered the servants and maids in the village. Her methods were extremely cruel, but she could not change the feelings in her heart.
Not willing to vent at all.
Until she saw a little boy, and just when she was about to cut his fragile neck with a knife, she was directly knocked away by a powerful force.
A woman walked out from among those men in black robes. Her face was covered by a veil, but just by the sound of her voice, Mo Yunlan subconsciously felt that the appearance she was so proud of could not even compare to her little finger.
"You are worthy of touching him."
Five simple words, these were the first and last words these men in black robes said to themselves.
Mo Yunlan bit her lips, she was about to blurt out too much resentment, but when she noticed the looks King Wuwei gave her frequently, all she could do was lower her head.
The woman walked past him indifferently, and her eyes did not stay on her for a moment. She just looked at the little boy with interest.
"Fear, anger, timidity...especially this unwavering murderous intention is very good. You are worthy of being his son."
After that, the men in black robes left. They did not kill the little boy, but left a flattering middle-aged man behind and told him to keep the little boy alive.
Live forever with a useless body.
As for the living people in the village, except for a little boy and a young man who looked a little foolish and foolish.
There was also an old man. After noticing his gray eyes, Mo Yunlan knew that this was already a soulless body.
This is part of what Mo Yunlan witnessed at Wuyou Villa seventeen years ago.
At the same time, based on the powerful strength displayed by those men in black robes, she vaguely guessed that Grandmaster was not the limit of martial arts, which rekindled her hope.
She wants to explore what is beyond the Grand Master, and whether she can break this ancient rule with absolute power after reaching that state!
But now... what she should consider more is how to survive.
"You are really similar to them at the moment, with your incompatible attitude and condescending attitude." Mo Yunlan raised her head, and her distorted face gradually returned to calm.
The three figures behind Qin Fan did not appear, and only he clearly fell into Mo Yunlan's eyes.
"The third question is, who are you loyal to now?"
Qin Fan's voice was gentle and calm, like a pool of spring water under the warm sun.
Mo Yunlan's expression was stunned. Only then did she remember the three-question agreement she had made before. She did not answer the last question. Her hands were in the shape of a flower, and the water vapor around her began to condense and freeze into countless pieces.
Long needle!
With the two fingers of her right hand, the dense ice needles rushed towards Qin Fan at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye!
"It's a pity..." Qin Fan always had a faint smile on his face when he said these two words, but in the next second, his whole person disappeared like smoke.
The surroundings also began to tremble at this moment, the flowers, plants and trees gradually withered, fire seemed to emerge from the ground, and streaks of thunder intertwined in the gray sky!
Mo Yunlan's expression changed slightly. From the moment Qin Fan deliberately revealed his figure, she guessed that this was probably a trap, but she could not suppress the resentment in her heart.
Hate is for this unfair world, for those high-ranking men in black robes seventeen years ago, for King Wuwei who dashed his hopes with his own hands, and for Qin Fan who can always look down on him like that even if he becomes a useless person!
"Spells! Master of formations!"
Standing in the center of the formation, Mo Yunlan could feel that her vitality was declining, as silent as withered grass.
The body gradually loses consciousness, as if it has been completely eroded and paralyzed by lightning.
The severe pain coming from the mental power is even more like being burned by flames!
Her eyelids were so heavy that she just wanted to close them and have a good sleep. Her heart was also so heavy that she was almost suppressed by countless mountains, making it difficult for her to break free...
However, in the next second, endless white mist appeared all over his body. Winter was approaching, everything in the formation turned into ice and snow, and even time seemed to be frozen in this second.
The cliff is still the same cliff.
A man was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with a delicate purple jade harp placed across his knees. His slender fingers were about to play with the strings, but when he noticed the changes in the formation, his movements suddenly stopped.
Then he turned his head and looked at a man wearing gold and silver, who was looking cool and fanning himself with a folding fan, and said:
"That's all you need? Then Mo Yunlan is about to break the formation!"
Xia Jinyu curled his lips:
"You fake blind guy knows nothing!
As the last link to complete the Five Elements Killing Formation, it is also the key to activating the formation, and she has been lost in it.
If she is calm enough, she can use the five elements to defeat each other one by one.
It's just that her mentality is broken now, and she temporarily suppresses the operation of the formation at the cost of burning her whole body's strength. This is actually the worst choice.
As long as we continue to consume her, we will definitely consume her to death in two days!"
Qin Fan looked at the battlefield that had been divided into three sides, shook his head slightly and said: "Two days are too long, Old Wang, protect me."
Wang Jingyu, who had been silent all this time, nodded. The black and red battle box stood in front of him, and a more evil and darker sword power began to gather!
Qin Fan took out the Xiao Qin Flying Knife from his sleeve. After burning his skills, Mo Yunlan's body-protecting Qi broke away on its own. This was the best time to kill with one strike. The True Meaning of Martial Arts·Death Zone (Void)