Chapter 431: Hairstyle Is Messy

The entire Guangcheng was silent, and the disciples of Yunlan Sect were all immersed in the shock of Nalan Yanran's defeat.

The younger generation who came to watch the battle all looked horrified. Except that Liu Ling and Yaoyue were alchemists and had different training courses, Nalan Yanran had always been the strongest among them.

But such a target that had been standing in front for them to catch up with was defeated so easily, with such no suspense!

Although they had vaguely seen the result while the battle was going on, they still felt unbelievable when the dust finally settled. And judging from Xiao Yan's appearance, he seems to have great reservations!

What makes them even more frustrated is that Xiao Yan has another identity, he is still Yan Xiao! He is the champion of the Alchemist Conference, and a fourth-level alchemist who can refine top-level fourth-level elixirs such as the Three-Line Qingling Pill!

Not to mention young people like them, I am afraid that even the strong men of the older generation must face him and put him in a relatively equal position.

Mu Chen snickered from the side: "That old guy Nalan Jie is probably so regretful that he wants to hit the wall."

Jia Xingtian looked at Xiao Yan, his eyes flickering, and he murmured in his heart:

"I don't know if I can use Yaoyue to lure him to the Jiama royal family, or Yaoye... If it doesn't work, it's okay to go together."

Nalan Jie stood next to Nalan Yanran, looked at Nalan Yanran, and then at Xiao Yan, with a complicated look on his face, and sighed. He seemed to be much older.

He cupped his hands towards Xiao Yan and said, "Thank you, little friend, for stopping Yanran from doing something stupid."

"What should be done." Xiao Yan waved his hands indifferently, even more indifferent to Nalan Jie than when he was Yan Xiao.

Nalan Jie opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Thousands of words could only be turned into a helpless sigh.

Xiao Yan picked up a neatly folded piece of paper at his feet, which floated out of Nalan Yanran's arms during the battle just now.

After opening it, I was slightly stunned. This was the divorce letter he wrote back then to counter Nalan Yanran's breakup of the engagement. The divorce letter seemed to have worn out some small holes due to repeated unfolding and folding.

This divorce letter seemed to hold considerable weight in Nalan Yanran's heart.

On the slightly childish font, the blackened blood marks were so dazzling under the sunlight.

He glanced at the empty spot at the top of the stone steps at the end of the square, with complicated thoughts, and then calmly said to Nalan Yanran:

"The three-year agreement has ended. The matter has come to this. It doesn't matter whether it is right or wrong. There is no more entanglement between us. Don't take this kind of thing to heart."

Green flames rose from his hand, burning the divorce letter into ashes.

"Three years are over. You will continue to be your young sect master, and I will be my ascetic monk. Let's continue on our own path. I hope we can both go to the end."

He turned around and walked down the stone stairs.

"You're not a simple little guy. Given time, I'm afraid even we can only look up to you." Fa Ma admired.

Jia Xingtian nodded in agreement. He glanced at the stone steps at the end of the square and condensed slightly:

"But after Yunlan Sect has been humiliated so much, it may not be easy to leave safely...those elders are not so unreasonable."

Jia Xingtian has decided that if the elders of Yunlan Sect forcefully stop Xiao Yan without justifiable reasons, he will help.

The last time Yunshan was active was a year ago. At that time, he clearly did not break through the Douzong, otherwise he would not suffer at the hands of Queen Medusa. The honorary elder Furukawa died at the hands of the snake people.

But if Douhuang is at his peak, Jia Xingtian won't be afraid of him. Anyway, the relationship between the Yun Lan Sect and the Jia Ma royal family is not that good. In order to form a good relationship with Xiao Yan, it is not a big problem to offend the Yun Lan Sect a little.

"Damn boy."

Yun Leng's face was livid. He was already a little annoyed when Xiao Yan ignored him over and over again. Now he was so disrespectful that the majesty of the Yun Lan Sect was shattered.

"Great Elder, what should we do now?" An elder had a bitter smile on his face.

They originally wanted to take this opportunity to show the outside world the power of their young sect leader and boost the reputation of the Yunlan Sect, but they didn't expect that in the end they would shoot themselves in the foot.

Yun Leng didn't know how to deal with it for a while. He was the one who proposed the idea of ​​inviting guests, but the result was chicken feathers all over the floor, which made him feel shameless.

But in front of so many power leaders, he couldn't embarrass Xiao Yan without any reason. That would only make Yunlan Sect's reputation even worse.

An elder came over and quietly gave an idea: "The incident in Yancheng has not yet been resolved, and the murderer of Mo Cheng has not been identified. But among the strong men fighting in the sky above Yancheng at that time, one of them used cyan flames, and maybe he and What’s the connection between this and Xiao Yan?”

People in the Yunlan Sect also knew that Mo Cheng's death had little to do with those unknown strong men. He died in a sneak attack from behind. It was more likely that someone within the Mo family had done it. The current head of the Mo family, Mo Lancai, is the prime suspect.

But now they only need a reason to keep Xiao Yan, even if this reason is a bit high-sounding.

After thinking for a moment, Yun Leng felt that this reason could be used. After all, Mo Cheng had made great contributions to the Yunlan Sect and had a wide range of friends. Many people in the Yunlan Sect spoke out for him, hoping to find out the truth.

"Mr. Xiao Yan, please stay for a moment. We, Yunlan Sect, have something going on and we need your cooperation in the investigation."

Xiao Yan, who hadn't gone very far, paused, frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

He had a bad feeling in his heart, thinking that this trip might be full of twists and turns.

Nalan Yanran wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said softly: "Grand Elder, today's matter is indeed that Yanran is not as skilled as others."

Her pride did not allow her to use various reasons to make things difficult for others after losing the competition. Losing is losing, just admit it openly.

"Yanran, please step down, this has nothing to do with you. I have something else to talk to him about." Yun Leng waved his hand with a serious face.

Nalan Yanran hesitated for a moment, dragged his injured body, and slowly retreated to the side.

Jia Xingtian narrowed his eyes slightly, ready to take action. If Yun Leng's reasons were sufficient, he would not intervene forcefully, but if they were not sufficient, he would not sit idly by.

Yun Leng spoke in a low voice:

"Some time ago, the outer sect deacon of my Yun Lan Sect, the great elder of the Mo family, Mo Lan, was killed by unknown persons, and among the mysterious persons who appeared that day, one of them used a green flame.

"Some eyewitness testimonies show that the man's flame was very overbearing, and it seemed to be a strange fire!"

Xiao Yan sneered: "If you want to investigate, then investigate. That is your Yun Lan Sect's business, and it has nothing to do with me. I have no obligation to cooperate."

"I think you are guilty!" Yun Leng said coldly.

"It's easy to find excuses to accuse someone of a crime? Whatever you say, don't you just want to find a plausible reason to keep me? This is the style of the Yun Lan Sect. Can't afford to lose?" Xiao Yan replied coldly.

"Sharp-tongued kid. "Yun Leng's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly dodged and stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan's face changed drastically. Yun Leng was a real high-level Dou Wang. Even if the opponent just attacked casually without using fighting skills, it brought him great pressure.

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and used his strongest fighting skills. The huge ancient ruler rotated half a circle and then smashed hard at the palm that was like a dry branch that was grabbing him.

"Flame-Dividing Wave-Devouring Ruler!"

As he used his fighting skills, the energy of heaven and earth gathered on the ruler, which more than doubled its original power.

"Is this... an earth-level fighting skill? "Based on the characteristics of its ability to draw the energy of heaven and earth, Jia Xingtian judged the level of this move and couldn't help but scream.

Bang!

The giant ruler collided with the skinny palm, and terrifying energy burst out. Xiao Yan used this force to retreat rapidly.

Purple-black wings spread out from his back, and he flew into the sky.

Due to the suddenness of Yun Leng's attack, Xiao Yan's response was very hasty, so it was inevitable that he would lose sight of one thing while focusing on another.

A wig slowly fell from the sky in the stunned eyes of more than a thousand people.