Chapter 1428 Know nothing (one more)

  At the same moment, the soul calming stone soul returned to Mu Qinglan's body again.

  Only at this time, everyone's eyes were placed on the bronze bell in her hand.

  Although the thing is very small, the power it showed just now is really amazing!

   Yuan Ruili fixed his eyes on Mu Qinglan and slowly said:

   "Naturally not. It's just that this bronze clock is a little abnormal, so the patriarch took it."

  He is a dignified patriarch of the Yuan clan, with a noble status and superb strength. Why should he go to grab something with Mu Qinglan?

  Even if this bronze clock is really a treasure, he wouldn't do such a shameful thing.

  This Mu Qinglan said this sentence, which is really unpleasant.

  Mu Qinglan smiled brightly and suddenly:

   "That's it! It seems that I misunderstood the Yuan patriarch! Disrespect! The Yuan patriarch is broad-minded, surely he wouldn't care about this with me?"

   Yuan Ruili frowned unchecked.

  Mu Qinglan... It’s too fast to change her face.

  Maybe someone else was watching them. What she said just now was just a joke, but he stood opposite her and the two looked at each other, and he could see clearly.

When Mu Qinglan asked that sentence, there was no smile in his eyes, and even... there was a hint of hostility and provocation.

  Yuan Ruili has been a master of all life and has read countless people. This subtle atmosphere can still be seen.

  But he thought about it, and he didn't know how Mu Qinglan would be so inexplicably toward him.

  Ordinary people have no chance to please him, but this Mu Qinglan seems to...

  At this moment, in a blink of an eye, she laughed again, as if nothing had happened just now.

  Perhaps, we should check the origin of this Mu Qinglan...

   Yuan Ruili's expression was faint.

   "It's okay. This is your thing, as long as it doesn't cause trouble to everyone. It's the patriarch who worried about it."

  After speaking, he sat down again.

  Seeing this, everyone can't say much.

  Mu Qinglan smiled and arched his hands.

   "The chief of the Yuan clan really has a broad mind."

   Yuan Ruili heard this, somehow, she always felt something was wrong, but she couldn't tell the specifics.

  Mu Qinglan looked at Yuan Chenghe again.

  In the arena, both elder Chang Si and Lu Min were already lying on the ground in a panic, unable to get up.

  The impact force on the bronze bell just now was too strong, and it directly swept the two men out.

   "Kang Dang", something fell in front of Lu Min.

  But it was his ghost arrow.

  At this time, the sharp-pointed skull has been distorted and deformed, and obviously the whole is scrapped.

  In the quiet square, this sound was particularly clear.

  The fourth elder Chang spit out a mouthful of blood, and several bones on his body were broken, looking very miserable.

  But his face was a bit of joy.

   "Now, can you judge whether the game is won or lost, right?"

Yuan Chenghe still had no expression on his face, but he gave Elder Chang Si a meaningful look.

  He fought desperately, even at the cost of his own life... just for this game.

  This loyalty is admirable, but also daunting.

  Because Chang Si elder is not the only person in Misty Shenzong who dares to do this.

  The Xueyou in front is actually the same.

  As a referee, he actually saw the most clearly.

These people of Misty Shenzong seem to have extraordinary loyalty to Mu Qinglan.

  This is rarely seen among other denominations.

  For example, Huoyun Pavilion.

  The people they sent one after another were not bad at all in strength, but they all lost in the end.

  In the final analysis, to a large extent, it is because they did not work hard.

  ——The Pantheon is a race after all, and this round is a wheel race. For many people, it is not necessary to take their own lives.

  Comparing the two, it is not surprising that Misty Shenzong won such a situation under such unfavorable circumstances.

  He was silent for a moment, his eyes swept across Elder Chang Si and Lu Min.

  There is no doubt that neither of them has any fighting ability.

  In other words...

   "The Misty Shenzong Chang Si, fight against Huoyun Pavilion Lu Min-Ping!"

   Draw!

  It's a tie again!

  The originally quiet crowd suddenly became agitated!

   A burst of low discussions sounded one after another.

   "It turned out to be a tie? I thought Lu Min won!"

   "Who said no? The previous Chang Si's state was clearly not very good. It stands to reason that Lu Min has an absolute advantage. He almost won just now! It's a pity--"

"Hey, what's a pity? This game is like this! I didn't watch other people's Changsi and he was desperate? I dare say that his injury is more serious than Lu Min at this moment! A tie is worth it!"

  ...

  Huoyun Pavilion, the expressions on their faces are not very good.

  I thought I could win easily, but now?

   Misty Shenzong only went down to two people, and they have already gone down three!

   is simply a shame!

  Lu Heng with one hand behind him, his fists clenched, his face no longer had the relaxed look he had before.

   "I don't know, it turns out your strength, but so."

  Huoyun Pavilion's hearts trembled, and they all bowed their heads.

  Although this is ugly, but who made them lose?

  Don't talk about Lu Heng, even they themselves feel feverish on their faces! Can't wait to find a seam to drill in!

  For a moment, one person finally stepped forward and persuaded:

   "Pavilion Lord, don't be angry. The previous situation was that we didn't know their details... But then, we will never lose again!"

  Lu Heng coldly snorts.

  The man lowered his voice again and said:

   "Pavilion Lord, Misty Shenzong, there is no holy lord that can be sent."

  This sentence really reminded Lu Heng.

  He squinted his eyes and raised his eyes to look at Mu Qinglan and others.

Yes!

  There are only three holy masters in total, two of whom have already gone down before, and the only five ginseng that did not play, still has blood stains all over his body, and his breath is unstable.

  In the previous match, the five ginseng was seriously injured and could no longer fight.

  They will never let him play again.

  Even if he is playing, his strength is greatly reduced. It is not to be feared at all.

  As for the remaining people...

   are all Lords.

  Mu Qinglan has the ancient phoenix to help, and even the golden dragon.

   But so what?

  There are seven people in Huoyun Pavilion.

  Mu Qinglan and the others... can they win?

  Lu Heng's expression eased a little.

  "You know what to do next, you know in your heart. Don't shame me Huoyun Pavilion again, you know?"

"Yes!"

   "Go, bring Lu Min back."

The people from Huoyun Pavilion hurried up and carefully carried Lu Min back.

  The previous blow of the bronze bell has completely abolished him and can no longer fight.

  If it were not for the last trace of will to support, he would have fainted a long time ago.

  But there was blood in his throat, and he couldn't speak, he just kept vomiting blood.

  As he passed by Lu Heng, Lu Heng glanced at him, and suddenly a question arose.

  ——What happened to the bronze bell just now? Even the Heavenly Rank Elementary Tool is too powerful...

  He couldn't help but look at Mu Qinglan.

  But she held the bronze clock in her hand, and she couldn't see anything at all.

  Mu Qinglan knew that many people were watching her, or that they wanted to see the bronze bell in her hand.

  She glanced down and raised her eyebrows slightly.

  In fact, she didn't know that Elder Chang Si actually had this thing in her hands.

  But because this appearance is too familiar, she can basically guess that it should be something left by Dean Xi Ling after the establishment of Misty Shenzong and related to Elder Constellation.

  The power of the Misty Shenzong spreads across the entire Saint Yuan Continent, and there are bronze bells in many strongholds.

  In this sense, this bronze bell is also a symbol of Misty Shenzong.

  She flicked her finger, playing with the bronze bell, but she suddenly remembered in her mind that when she was in Red River City, after ringing the bronze bell, she directly tortured and killed the people of the Shui Family.

  At the time, she clearly didn't have that kind of strength, but...the power of the bronze bell was amazing.

  She hadn't paid much attention before, but now think about it, maybe... I should have a careful chat with Elder Chang Si and the others...

  Elder Chang Si has been brought back.

  Mu Qinglan handed over the bronze bell.

  The four elders of Chang Si were pale, and he could hardly stand up, but he still shook his head.

  His lips squirmed for a while, but only a few fuzzy syllables were spit out.

   Mu Qinglan was puzzled.

  The five ginseng elders said next to him:

   "My lord, what he meant is to let you leave this thing to the people who will play next."

  Mu Qinglan was a little surprised.

   "Can this be used by others?"

  Before, she had never seen this little bronze clock of Elder Chang Si, but after regaining her consciousness just now, she felt a very familiar and cordial breath from it.

  Perhaps because she is the status of the mister Shenzong lord, so this bronze bell can obey her will.

   But if it’s for other elders...

  The five ginseng elders coughed and explained:

  "Your Majesty, have you forgotten our identity?"

  Mu Qinglan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly-twenty-eight stars!

Yes!

  These elders seem to have a special connection...

  At this moment, Yuan Chenghe’s voice came again.

   "The third person of the Misty Divine Sect: Ba Ruo! The fourth person of the Huoyun Pavilion: Lu Yang!"

  Mu Qinglan glanced back, and the opponent who played this time was indeed a holy lord.

  Fortunately, it was the beginning of a Holy Lord.

  And their side...

  Elder Baruo is now the pinnacle of the lord, and there is still a line of distance from the realm of the holy lord.

  If there is no accident, they will still lose.

  Mu Qinglan looked at Elder Ba Ruo, then stretched out his hand and presented the small bronze bell to Elder Ba Ruo.

  Elder Baruo had faint excitement in his eyes, took the bronze bell with both hands, and said in a deep voice:

  "The subordinates must do their best to live up to the entrustment of the king!"

  It looks like he actually knew this bronze clock.

  "This thing can only be used twice a day, Ba Ruo, you must not waste this opportunity."

  The five ginseng elders rarely spoke earnestly.

  Elder Baruo nodded seriously.

  Mu Qinglan rubbed his nose gently.

   Could it be... the entire Misty Shenzong, only she knows nothing about this?

  (End of this chapter)