Kuai Chuan's catch the single male god

Chapter 1172 Female supporting role No. 3: I want to be the embodiment of justice! (38)

The heroic faction headed by Lu Yilan, and the left-behind faction headed by the master of Qing'an Peak.

The leader glanced at the left-behind faction with some disappointment, and said, "Thousands of years ago, the battlefield of good and evil was open, and the heroes of my generation went there bravely. Great power handed down from generation to generation."

"I didn't expect that after a thousand years, it would be..."

"Some people avoid this kind of opportunity."

"Okay, those who want to stay in the sect can go back, those who want to rush to the battlefield stay, I have something to explain to you."

The so-called confession is actually nothing more than a very simple distribution of pills, equipment, and exercises, and then telling everyone some precautions and setting a time to go out.

But... Lu Yilan was left alone in the end.

The head of the sect looked at the woman in front of him. This year... she seems to be only in her 20s, and she is already in the distraction period. How many people can't dream of the distraction period.

This may be the future hope of the Yaoguang faction. Speaking of this, he is a little conflicted, hey, he wants her to go, but he doesn't want her to go.

If you go...if she is lost on the battlefield, the Yaoguang faction may not be able to find such a genius in ten thousand years.

If you don't go, such a genius will stay in the ivory tower of the sect, and it seems that he can't get out of his own way.

After struggling for a while, the master still took out a small jade pendant from his sleeve and handed it to Lu Yilan.

"this is for you."

"You are the youngest disciple and elder in the sect, and you lack combat experience. This is a defensive magical weapon that can resist a full-strength blow from the power of the fusion stage for you."

"...Thank you, Sect Leader."

"Needless to say thank you, you also go to pack up and leave in three days."

"The disciple knows."

Three days later, the cultivation world, led by Cangqiongmen and Yaoguang Sect, sent a group of elite disciples to the battlefield of good and evil for the first time.

Lu Yilan, as a widely publicized genius of our generation, has attracted the attention of many people.

In the tent of the battlefield of good and evil.

Lu Yilan looked at the person in front of him who was wearing...the red embroidered clothes with black patterns, leaned back a little, and said, "Zhenjun, you are different from before."

"Huh?" Gou Lu Yilan's chin was hooked in a vain manner, "Have you lost your immortal spirit?"

"No..." Lu Yilan blinked, "You are more presumptuous than before."

"Oh." Of course, in the realm of self-cultivation, nonsense generally suppresses one's demonic nature a little, and of course it looks more... harmless.

"Don't talk about the deity, you are also different from before."

"Is the strength higher?"

Yaoyan sneered, "As far as your level is concerned, in the eyes of this deity, there is no distinction between high and low."

"That--"

"You're even more presumptuous." He blew on Lu Yilan's face.

The broken hair on her forehead was blown to and fro.

"Speaking of it." Wang Yan sat down on Lu Yilan's table, "Tong Yan, why don't you come with me."

"I see that your bones are amazing, and your mind is easy to mold. It is a good material for cultivating demons."

"...No." Lu Yilan shook his head, "Devil Lord, I can't leave, I am a model of righteousness."

Lianyan could guess that she was unwilling to go with him, but he didn't guess that she didn't want to go with him, and she used such a shabby reason.

"The role models of the righteous way can share the bed with the devil, so why can't they leave with the devil?"

(End of this chapter)