Sister, look at him!

Chapter 322 The Loser's Counterattack The Female Supporting Character's Last Card 3

After they left, it was Ye Qingluan and the others' turn to talk in private.

The first to speak was the Third Prince Ling Shangxu, "Didn't Ye Si get killed by her mother and sister..." He didn't say the rest, but just wiped his neck.

The Su family is a family of elixirs. As the young master, Su Xingzhi naturally knows a lot about pharmacology. "The spiritual roots are all destroyed, the spiritual veins are all broken, there is no possibility of rebuilding them."

Ye Qingluan nodded in agreement, "Even I was just suffering from a blocked spiritual vein back then. I can still practice after adjustment."

Hearing this, Ye Qingxue's mouth pursed and she was about to cry again, "The spirit root was destroyed... the spirit vein was also broken... How painful it must have been for Fourth Sister at that time."

Su Lingyan covered her mouth to stop her from crying. "Her face was destroyed by Ye Liu's poison needle, and it was impossible to recover. But her face is fine now, and there is no trace of it at all."

Yun Hui said in a deep voice, "The poison of the poison needle is easy to cure, but the damage that has been caused is irreversible."

For example, Ye Qingluan was called ugly because she had consumed a large number of poison needles over the years. Even after the poison was removed, the color of her face was still a little unnatural. Fortunately, the dosage of the poison was not large, so it was not easy to see if you didn't look closely.

"In any case, Fourth Sister must have gotten some extraordinary opportunity." Ye Fangyi concluded.

They did not forget that everyone in the photography studio was extremely respectful to Ling Yang.

"She is extremely talented. If nothing had happened that year, she would have participated in the trials with us this year." Ye Qingluan felt a little regretful.

She didn't hate Ling Yang, on the contrary, she admired him. She chose to use Ling Yang as a stepping stone only because Ling Yang was pushed out. In that situation, if she didn't do anything to Ling Yang, Ling Yang would do the job for her. She had no other choice.

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The three-day rest period has passed, and tens of thousands of monks have arrived at the entrance of the main competition venue. The main competition venue is similar to a small world, which also includes countless secret realms and some ancient ruins.

Every time the door is opened, it requires the joint efforts of multiple powerful people in the fusion stage.

Following the examiner's order, the door opened and figures flashed past. In the blink of an eye, there were not many people left at the door.

Ling Yang stood at the end of the crowd. She was dressed elegantly, with half of her long black hair tied behind her back and the other half tied into a bun, which was adorned with a few head ornaments just right.

The lustrous white jade eyebrow pendant was placed on her forehead, protecting her sea of ​​consciousness.

Seeing that all the contestants were about to leave, she walked in slowly.

Ling Yang had never thought about joining a sect, and it was enough for her to have He Qingwan teach her. She came here just to hone herself and show her strength to He Qingwan.

She thought she would see an empty stadium after entering, but she didn't expect that it was Ye Qingluan and others.

"What a coincidence, we meet again." Out of politeness, Ling Yang greeted them.

Ye Qingluan shook her head and said calmly, "There are not so many coincidences in the world. Everything depends on human efforts. What you think is a coincidence is just something I did deliberately."

Ling Yang quickly understood what Ye Qingluan said, and she responded calmly, "I see. Ling Yang will take her leave first."

"Fourth sister!" Ye Qingxue couldn't help but call Ling Yang. She pleaded pitifully, "There are too many dangers in the secret realm. I'm afraid you can't fight four hands alone. Just join us."

Ye Fangyi couldn't help but worry, "Fourth sister, fifth sister is right, we can take care of each other if we are together."

The others didn't say anything. They didn't object to Ling Yang joining, but they didn't welcome him very much either.

Ling Yang raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the different looks in the eyes of the people in front of her. There was no ripple in her heart. "I'm used to acting alone. I'm afraid it wouldn't be appropriate for me to join you." Her cold voice was just like her cold personality.

Ye Qingluan was not surprised by Ling Yang's attitude. She could see that, in a sense, Ling Yang was the same type of person as her.

Ye Qingluan glanced at Ye Qingxue, "Are you giving up now?"

Ye Qingxue refused to give in. She said anxiously, "Fourth sister, no matter what, you can't joke with your life. The arena is extremely dangerous now. It would be better if there were more people to take care of us."

Ling Yang just shook her head gently. Ye Qingxue was pure-hearted and didn't want to say anything harsh. She just said lightly, "Fairy Qingxue, please don't call me Fourth Sister anymore. Ling Yang is just Ling Yang, born and raised like this."

He Qingwan had told her that her body had deteriorated to such an extent that it had been completely replaced by spiritual things that grew naturally between heaven and earth. She was no longer a body of flesh and blood, so naturally, she was born and raised by nature.

Ye Qingxue was reluctant to leave. Last time, it was because of her greed that Lingyang was coaxed away by her aunt with a bowl of walnut cheese, which led to Lingyang's experience. Lingyang was so good to her, but she... Now that she finally saw Lingyang again, she just wanted to make up for the regrets she had in the past.

Just as Ye Qingxue was about to continue trying to persuade him to stay, there was a commotion not far away. A huge crack appeared in the sky, and a group of terrifying monsters emerged from it.

Several people's faces changed drastically, and they no longer cared about anything else, and all took defensive postures.

Ling Yang's eyes fixed, and he was shocked. Should we say that this is worthy of being a competition to select the elites from the elites, as a small-scale beast tide was launched at the very beginning.

Ye Qingluan whispered, "It seems that trouble has come earlier than expected." She turned her head and shouted to Lingyang, "Fairy Lingyang, the situation is critical at the moment. Why don't we deal with it together first?"

Ling Yang thought for a moment and nodded. She turned her wrist and a long sword appeared in her hand.

At the same time, outside the secret realm of the competition venue, in a large room with a wall full of glazed water mirrors, some disciples and elders from various sects were sitting below, watching the images on the glazed water mirrors.

At this moment, the largest water mirror was showing the scene of Ling Yang and his companions fighting against a tide of beasts.

"What is the origin of this Ling Yang? His identity jade card is actually purple?" The old man in red took a sip of wine. "How strange! Only a few forces have purple jade cards. I know them all, but this Ling Yang is a stranger."

This is exactly the third elder of the Ti Sect, who is fond of drinking and has a naughty personality.

The six sects were originally one thousands of years ago, and the names were chosen by the Xuan family themselves, such as Xuandan Sect, Xuanqi Sect, Xuanti Sect, Xuanyin Sect, Xuantian Sect, and Xuanjian Sect.

Among them, Xuantian Sect is the leader, mainly practicing magic, talismans, and formations. In terms of wealth alone, the other five sects combined cannot compare. Xuanjian Sect is at the bottom, because the ranking is a comprehensive ranking, which also includes the sect environment and the treatment of the monks.

The sword cultivators of the Xuanjian Sect, from the sect leader to the outer disciples, are all a bunch of poor bastards. No matter how strong they are, they have to swallow their anger and work as bodyguards for what they consider to be fragile pill/fa/talisman/array/instrument/sound cultivators to earn money to support their wives (referring to the swords).