Quick Wear: After I captured the hero, I ran away with the ball

The man in the lead didn't expect Yan Lan to just run away. What he always disdained most was deserting from the battlefield, but he didn't expect that he would just run away this time.

“If anyone tells others about what happened before and just now…” He glanced around viciously, and the disciples around him immediately lowered their heads.

"I can run fast, so I told you that it wouldn't be bad if you took me with you." Chi Yue jumped happily twice in his palm.

Yan Lan received her into his sea of ​​consciousness: "Stay here until you come out."

Yan Lan's sea of ​​consciousness was vast, with stars all over the sky. Chi Yue couldn't see the end at a glance. He was only on the second floor, so how could he have such a vast sea of ​​consciousness? Chi Yue asked directly.

"It's natural." Yan Lan answered indifferently.

Born? Chi Yue was so angry that she rolled around in his sea of ​​consciousness. Her sea of ​​consciousness as a divine fox was not as big as his. Chi Yue kept comforting herself in her heart that he was Ye Lan's clone, it was normal.

Yan Lan searched in the secret realm for several days. He was lucky and could find good things wherever he went, which made Chi Yue jealous to death.

"We should get out now." He had to leave before those people got out, otherwise he would definitely be stopped again.

Chi Yue had been fed a lot of spiritual herbs by him recently, and was still drowsy now. No one knew when she followed him out.

In the main hall of Taichu Sect, the sect leader sat in the first seat, and below him were several elders. The disciples who were participating in the secret realm this time, led by the eldest brother Yuzhu, stood neatly in three rows. Yan Lan was in the last row in an inconspicuous place.

"The first place in this trial is Yan Lan from Yu Jian Peak!" The voice rang out in the hall, and the disciples below immediately became noisy. Only Yan Lan, who was mentioned, still stood aside, neither happy nor angry.

"Quiet." Several elders also frowned. The prizes they prepared were arranged according to the characteristics of their own disciples. They didn't expect that this scourge would win first.

"Master, what should we do? The Xuzhu Sword was specially given to Yuzhu. Wouldn't it be a waste of talent to give it to him?"

The head of the sect glanced at Yan Lan below and said: "Yan Lan, the Xuzhu sword is not suitable for you. How about replacing it with the Taoyuan sword?"

The disciples below suddenly changed from envy and jealousy to sympathy. The Taoyuan Sword was only a low-level first-grade magic weapon, while the Xuzhu Sword was a high-level third-level magic weapon. The sect leader was too lazy to even hide the fact at this time.

Chi Yue naturally heard the chattering voices below: "He is too bullying, Yan Lan, you are not allowed to agree to it."

"Yes, Master." Yan Lan placed his hands on his chest and took the Taoyuan sword. There were many people around who were gloating.

"Yuzu, this Xuzhu sword suits you very well, so I'll give it to you. Well, everyone disperse." After the master gave the order, the disciples didn't dare to say anything more.

The surrounding disciples gathered around Yuzhu, admiring the sword. Compared with the bustle over there, Yan Lan's place seemed deserted, with only a few people watching the show.

Yan Lan ignored them and turned back to his residence.

"How can they bully people like this?" Chi Yue didn't know what happened to Yan Lan in the past, so she stood up for him.

"It's okay." Yan Lan put down the Taoyuan sword that represented humiliation and sat down calmly. His residence was very simple, with only a table and a bed, and even the doors and windows were leaky.

"When I can come out, I will find the best sword for you. It will definitely be better than all of theirs." Chi Yue was not lying. There were many good swords in her family's treasure house.

Yan Lan took a sip of water to hide the trembling in his heart. He used to be the most enviable genius boy in Taichu Sect, with the best master and training environment. It’s better not to talk about it now.

Chi Yue was still chattering until she fell asleep again after being fed spiritual herbs by Yan Lan. This time, he found a lot of spiritual herbs in the secret realm, so he could feed the little fox for a while.

Chi Yue practiced while watching Yan Lan practice. These days, she finally realized something was wrong. Yan Lan went to practice before dawn every day and even meditated at night, but his practice level did not improve at all.

Chi Yue didn't believe in it and secretly gave him some of her cultivation at night, but his body was like a funnel. No matter how much she gave him, it would leak out without any left.

"Yan Lan." Chi Yue wanted to say something but stopped herself. She really didn't know how to ask. This would be like rubbing salt into his wounds. But if she didn't ask, she wouldn't be able to find a way to treat him.

"What's going on with your cultivation?"

When Yan Lan heard her question, his expression froze, and then he continued to wipe his sword: "It's nothing, I just got injured before." She finally asked, so would she leave?

"It's not good if you're not born with it. Don't worry, I will definitely find a way for you to continue practicing."

"It's useless." His tone was light. He couldn't accept it when he was just injured before. His master and the head of the sect thought of many ways for him but finally they accepted it.

"I'm from the Star Continent. If there's no way out in the lower world, I'll go with you up there. We'll always find a way."

Yan Lan only took the little fox's words as comforting. After all, in all these years, no one from the upper world had ever taken the initiative to come to the lower world, let alone a young fox like this one.

Chi Yue accompanied Yan Lan and tried many methods but none of them worked: "There is only one method left, the dragon vein grass from the upper realm."

"It's okay." It's unclear whether this was said to Chi Yue or to himself, "Tomorrow is the sect competition, you just stay here and don't go out."

Except for the Taichu Sect, all the famous sects and clans on the Xinghai Continent will come to participate in the sect competition. What if they discover this little fox? He is just an abandoned child now. How can they protect her?

"Okay, you must be careful. Don't force yourself if you can't win. It's okay if you lose. One day I will heal you, and then we can fight back."

Yan Lan is arrogant and never willing to admit defeat. No matter how he was bullied by those people these days, he never admitted defeat once and often came back covered in injuries. Chi Yue was really worried about him.

"Got it." The young man threw the Taoyuan sword in his hand onto the table. The sword reminded him of the humiliation he had suffered all the time.

Because she was worried about him, Chi Yue didn't rest the whole night. Anyway, at her level, it didn't matter if she didn't rest. Yan Lan changed into the clothes of an outer disciple early in the morning and went out with the Taoyuan Sword.

Chi Yue wanted to follow him, but was afraid of getting him into trouble, so she had to wait anxiously in the house.

In the sect competition, on the stage, the disciple who drew the lot struck the drum: "Yuzhu, the inner disciple of Taichu Sect, versus Yan Lan, the outer disciple of Taichu Sect."