Gao Wanyun raised her lips and smiled, but the smile did not reach her eyes.
"If you lose, please let Ye Han leave Murong Lingji."
Ye Feiran: "???"
This request is really surprising!
But the young master of Baihua Valley doesn’t look like he’s in love!
However, this is not the point. The point is when did her aunt get together with Murong Lingji? Why didn't she know?
Does Gao Wanyun regard her aunt as an imaginary love rival?
"Young Master Gao, this is my aunt's business. I won't treat my aunt's business as a lucky draw, so..."
Before Ye Feiran finished speaking, Gao Wanyun interrupted her.
"Ye Feiran, are you afraid of losing to me?"
"The provocation method is useless to me." Ye Feiran smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
Gao Wanjun frowned slightly and stared at Ye Feiran for a while. Then her consciousness moved and she found something else in her hand, a spiritual stone the size of a watermelon.
"I'll add another bonus."
Ye Feiran: "..."
It's good that she lacks spirit stones, but when it comes to her aunt, she will never compromise. This is a matter of principle.
"Master Gao, if this is your only request, then I will reject your challenge."
Seeing that Ye Feiran was really indifferent, Gao Wanyun had no choice but to change her request unwillingly.
"Then the soul-stealing sword, but the only prize is ten-thousand-year-old heartbroken grass."
The corner of Ye Feiran's mouth twitched slightly, and he said with a half-smile, "Young Master Gao's heartbroken grass is not worth as much as my soul-stealing sword."
I have already taken out the spirit stones and still want to take them back. This is absolutely impossible.
Hearing this, Gao Wanyun's expression froze slightly, "Okay, my winnings are Ten Thousand Years Broken Heart Grass and Spiritual Stone."
Ye Feiran pointed at the table, "My Nai Ring is there. If I lose, you can choose one of the treasures inside, and the Soul-Capturing Sword is also inside."
Gao Wanyun: "..."
She shot herself in the foot!
However, she quickly adjusted her mentality.
As long as she wins the soul-stealing sword, she will have the capital to make the request again.
This matter was much more important in her heart than the soul-stealing sword, just because she had a very strong premonition.
Ye Han will become her strongest love rival!
Qian Mingzhu also participated in the competition and reminded Ye Feiran in a low voice, "Be careful, this Gao Wanyun is a crazy woman."
"Thank you for reminding me!" Ye Feiran nodded lightly.
Suddenly, she became even more curious about Gao Wanyun's abilities.
Soon, the competition began.
As before, Ye Feiran trained his reaction speed and his ability to withstand beatings.
As time passed, Qian Mingzhu and others came out of the training room one after another, and finally only Ye Feiran and Gao Wanyun were left.
"Which one of them do you think will win?"
"Ye Feiran, she looks relaxed every time she comes out."
"Gao Wanyun, she is a crazy woman."
"Would you like to make a bet on which of them will win?" Han Xize's voice suddenly interrupted.
When everyone saw Han Xize, their heads immediately blackened, "No gambling!"
Hearing this, Han Xize suddenly looked disappointed. He thought he could win some extra treasures.
Time passed and Gao Wanyun reached her limit. She felt that she must have won, so she walked out of the training room with a smile on her face, not caring at all about the two bruises on her face.
But when she saw that Ye Feiran's training room was still closed, the smile on her face froze.
Ye Feiran hasn't come out yet. How is this possible?
Although there is no such training room in Baihua Valley, she has tempered her body!
Could it be that Ye Feiran also tempered his body?
Thinking of this, Gao Wanyun felt extremely depressed. How could she make Ye Han leave Murong Lingji?
With a squeak, Ye Feiran walked out of the training room.
Seeing Ye Feiran still looking relaxed, not only Gao Wanyun was surprised, but others were also surprised.
Damn, how strong is Ye Feiran's ability to withstand beatings?
In fact, Ye Feiran's condition this time was not as good as before. There were a lot more bruises on his body than before, but there was still no internal injury.
"Master Gao, I win."
"I am willing to admit defeat."
Although Gao Wanyun was depressed, she happily gave away her winnings.
After Ye Feiran accepted the heartbroken grass and spirit stone, Situ Yu immediately asked in a low voice, "Feiran, are you okay?"
Jiang Yinghan's eyes were also full of worry.
"It's okay." Ye Feiran smiled and shook his head.
"Really?" Jiang Yinghan looked suspicious.
Ye Feiran: "...just a few more bruises."
After hearing this, Jiang Yinghan and the others finally believed it, and at the same time they envied Ye Feiran.
After persisting for so long, they only got a few bruises. The gap between them and Little Leaf is a bit big!
Ye Feiran glanced at the people of the Ming clan, and then said his plan.
"By the way, I plan to only participate in three competitions every day. You can make up your own mind."
The seven people in Yunchen looked at each other, and they all planned to participate in more competitions, because this way they could better train their ability to withstand beatings.
Alas, who makes their ability to withstand beatings inferior to Ye Feiran!
"Then be careful and don't lose all your clothes." Ye Feiran joked with a smile.
Yunchen's seven people: "..."
It would be too exaggerated to lose clothes!
Next, Ye Feiran competed with Gu Jing and then competed with Qian Mingzhu. Naturally, he won both of them, and the spoils were still the elixir of ten thousand years.
When Ye Feiran left the training room, Ming Shu had just returned. She was a little confused when she saw the back of Ye Feiran leaving.
"Why is Ye Feiran gone?"
She hasn't competed with her yet!
However, no one answered her question. The Ming family wanted to answer, but they really didn't know the reason.
Ming Shu frowned. Her status as a goddess did not allow her to chase Ye Feiran and ask why.
However, thinking about meeting Ye Murin just now, her mood became beautiful again.
Although Emperor Zun didn't even look at her, the feeling was really different because there was no obtrusive Ye Feiran beside Emperor Zun.
At the same time, Ye Feiran also knew about Ming Shu's encounter with Ye Murin.
This is naturally because the mutated nine-leaf red branch volunteered to separate its leaves to stare at Ye Mulin's rotten peach blossoms, which is more caring than the master Ye Feiran.
"Ranran, don't worry! The master doesn't even look at Ming Shu."
"I'm not worried," Ye Feiran said, but her mood was undoubtedly beautiful.
As they walked, the mutated Nine-leaf Red Branch saw the people of the Wu Clan with sharp eyes.
"Damn! Ranran, Witch Nie is here too."
Hearing this, Ye Feiran raised his eyes and looked over, and sure enough he saw Nie Liuli.
However, she just glanced at Nie Liuli, and her eyes were attracted by the woman next to Nie Liuli.
This woman was dressed in black, her dark hair was tied high, her facial features were full of heroism, and she exuded an indescribable attraction.
The woman in black noticed Ye Feiran's gaze, suddenly raised her eyes and looked over, meeting Ye Feiran's gaze.
She even smiled at Ye Feiran.
Ye Feiran: "..."
Although her smile looked friendly, why did she feel like her scalp was numb?
"Ranran, is this woman in black a heavyweight in the Wu clan?" The mutant nine-leaf red branch couldn't help but guess.
"Most likely."
Ye Feiran looked back and turned around to leave. His mind was recalling quickly, but there was no information about the woman in black at all.
The woman in black looked at Ye Feiran's back, raised her eyebrows and said, "Who is he? He doesn't look simple."
"Canglan Ye Family, Ye Feiran." Nie Liuli gritted his teeth.
I thought he was just a pretty boy who was close to the emperor, but I didn't expect that he had such a strong background.
Now that she wanted to kill Ye Feiran, she had to consider various things.
"So he is Ye Feiran!" The interest in the eyes of the woman in black became more intense, silently remembering Ye Feiran's appearance.
Suddenly, she changed the topic, "Tsk, Sister Liuli, you can't compare to him in terms of facial features or temperament. No wonder Emperor Zun would rather like a man than look at you."
Hearing this, Nie Liuli's expression became even colder, "Nie Yingluo, shut up for this saint."
"Haha..." Nie Yingluo sneered, "Sister Liuli is so majestic, but it's a pity that your status as a saint is not worth mentioning to me."
"You..." Nie Liuli looked at Nie Yingluo, her chest heaving violently with anger.
She only learned some time ago that Nie Yingluo did not want the identity of the Holy Girl of the Witch Clan.
What's even more depressing is that except for appearance, Nie Yingluo is better than her in every aspect, such as strength, witchcraft, and Gu refining talent...
This was completely unacceptable to her, who had been proud for more than 20 years.
However, thankfully, she holds the real power of the witch clan, and Nie Yingluo has nothing.
Nie Yingluo saw the change in Nie Liuli's expression, then curled her lips and said, "Sister Liuli, I'm going to find my friend. You can go and meet Emperor Zun by yourself!"
A quarter of an hour later, Nie Yingluo came to the training room and recognized her friend's back at a glance.