Wearing a blue military skirt, with flying black hair, delicate and beautiful facial features, and picturesque eyebrows, there is a faint sense of being out of the world, and even more mysterious.
But the first thing I felt when I saw it was...ice!
Naked ice!
This kind of ice is completely different from the coldness of Fifth Senior Sister Fang Shu. After all, although Fang Shu is cold, he has feelings in his heart. Although that kind of coldness repels people thousands of miles away, it is still alive after all.
But this woman is different. Her ice seems to have frozen her soul. Just standing there, the void behind her seems to be completely frozen!
And the moment this woman showed her true appearance, the entire Daoji Square instantly became dead silent!
The expressions of all the true disciples became the same incredulity and horror!!
"Fan, Senior Sister Fan..."
Shui Ling’s beautiful eyes widened!
"It's really Senior Sister Fan! Why did she appear suddenly? Hasn't she already, already..."
There was a slight tremor in Teng Canghuo's tone.
"She...is Senior Sister Fan!"
"Oh my God! It's really Senior Sister Fan!"
"Didn't you say that Senior Sister Fan has been missing for more than ten years? Why did she suddenly appear?"
After the sudden silence, there was a complete explosion!
The entire Daoji Square became boiling instantly!
All the true disciples were in endless shock!
The woman above the void is obviously the Senior Sister Fan they call her.
Who is Sister Fan?
Before Yue Wuji and his four generals were born, before the entire Kaiyang lineage was shattered, there was not one peerless king of the entire Beidou Dao Ji Sect generation, Wu Wentian was just one of them.
Besides him, there is another person!
It was a woman named... Fan Qinghui!
That is, the woman in green clothes who suddenly appeared in front of me!
"I'll go! I've been doing it for a long time, but I'm not an enemy, but also a member of the sect? Fan Qinghui... I think I've heard of it, but I've never seen it."
Zhan Qingchen smiled helplessly. At this moment, he had discovered that Fan Qinghui was a tough guy. Fortunately, it was Lao Qi. If it were him, he would not be embarrassed today.
"Junior Sister Fan, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years, and I miss you so much. I always thought you would be fine, but I didn't expect to see you again today, and you have made great progress in cultivation. I am really happy for you."
A clear voice sounded, coming from Wu Wentian!
He was the first person to hear Fan Qinghui's voice, but he couldn't confirm it. After seeing Fan Qinghui's appearance, he finally confirmed Fan Qinghui's identity.
"Senior Brother Wu, it is true that you have not seen me yet. You have also made great progress. Unfortunately, it is not in line with what I imagined. It is much inferior."
An ethereal and indifferent voice sounded from Fan Qinghui's mouth. Her condescending eyes glanced at Wu Wentian, as if she was reminiscing about the past, but it gave people a deep sense of alienation and strangeness.
This immediately made Wu Wentian frown slightly!
He felt that the Fan Qinghui in front of him seemed to be very different from the one in his memory, as if he had become a completely different person.
"Since we are from the same sect, we are not enemies. Naturally, there is no need to fight to the death. Today is the day when the Holy Son is crowned. Why don't you take a seat and send me a blessing?"
Above the void, Li Chenglong looked at Fan Qinghui from a distance and spoke lightly, his bright eyes facing the other person with an unpredictability.
Hearing Li Chenglong's words, Fan Qinghui suddenly smiled softly!
What a beautiful smile!
Full of a mysterious temptation, even... seductive!
But then Fan Qinghui withdrew his gaze and looked at the Daoji Sect Master and the six chiefs in the distance!
"Disciple Fan Qinghui has seen the six chiefs, and... the sect leader!"
Fan Qinghui cupped his fists and bowed.
From the beginning to now, the six leaders and the Daoji Sect Master have not spoken or taken action. They seem to have chosen to watch, because from the moment Fan Qinghui appeared, they felt each other's cultivation. The peerless human king in the early stage of the divine throne was indeed
It's very strong, but they don't need to take action yet.
"Fan Qinghui, it's your chance to come back safely and reach the divine level. It's also the sect's luck. As Li Chenglong said, since you're back and you've caught up with the grand event, just sit down and watch.
We’ll talk about it later.”
Daoji Sect Master spoke calmly, his tone neither happy nor sad, but with a hint of doubt.
When the sect leader speaks, he should have the final say!
Just when all the true disciples nodded slightly, thinking that Fan Qinghui would do it, they saw Fan Qinghui smiling again in the void!
There was a hint of leisurely expression on that beautiful but cold face: "Sir, Sect Master, I just said that he is not worthy of the position of 'Beidou Holy Son'!"
As soon as these words came out, there was a thunderous explosion!
The four people from Kaiyang's lineage suddenly narrowed their eyes, and all the true disciples showed their confusion.
Is Fan Qinghui coming for real?
"Joke! If Lao Jiu doesn't deserve it, who does? Don't say it's you..."
Zhan Qingchen smiled, but the smile was dangerous!
"It doesn't have to be me, but I don't accept it. At least, he hasn't...defeated me yet!"
Fan Qinghui spoke calmly, turned his eyes, and finally looked at Ye Wuque, who was standing on the eighth floor of the Fengchan Terrace.
Ye Wuque had his back to the Feng Chan platform, his hands behind his back, his face expressionless, and he just watched quietly, without speaking from the beginning to the end, as if he was watching a play.
Fan Qinghui's words did not make him show any expression, only calmness.
"Junior Sister Fan, why are you doing this? Don't disturb the coronation ceremony!"
Wu Wentian frowned and spoke, he was trying to persuade Fan Qinghui.
"Hahahahaha...I didn't defeat you? Miss sister, you are really humorous! Unfortunately, you can't even defeat Lao Qi. What kind of confidence makes you think you can defeat Lao Jiu, who is the great perfection of God?
?”
"Who gave you the courage?"
Zhan Qingchen burst out laughing again, immediately causing all the true disciples to nod slowly.
The peerless human king in the early stage of the divine throne!
Fan Qinghui's cultivation level is indeed amazing, and has even surpassed Wu Wentian.
But what kind of cultivation is the Holy Son?
The great perfection of God’s position!
I'm afraid I can crush Fan Qinghui to death with one hand!
"So what?"
"High cultivation and strong combat power don't prove anything. Winning or losing is never about these, but the final result! Or..."
The smile on Fan Qinghui's face became seductive, and at the same time, a fire cloud mark flashed on her smooth forehead, as if it was burning, making her whole person become extremely weird and mysterious!
After a pause in conversation, Fan Qinghui looked at Ye Wuque again, a hint of joking slowly emerged in his eyes and then said: "You don't dare to accept my challenge?"
"You're afraid of me!"
"You fear me!"
"You run away from me!"
"If that's the case, I naturally have nothing to say, but if I, the Holy Son of the Beidou Dao Supreme Sect, are such a timid and evasive person, it would be really embarrassing!"
"Do you think you are worthy of becoming the Holy Son?"