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

After hearing the announcement, Yuzhu looked at Yan Lan provocatively. Yan Lan clenched the sword in his hand. It was impossible for outer disciples and inner disciples to be assigned to the same group in the preliminary examination, unless someone was manipulating it behind the scenes.

Yan Lan raised his eyes to glance at the head of the sect on the first seat. Several elders also looked down without changing their expressions. No one tried to stop them. Yan Lan's body was tense. They wanted to use this competition to kill him.

He was born with a sword bone, and was regarded by everyone as an invincible genius. However, he had already reached the second level of cultivation at the young age of just sixteen, and everyone was waiting for him to start his journey to ascension again.

But all this came to nothing on his seventeenth birthday. In an effort to save others, he accidentally fell off a cliff and was possessed by evil spirits, and his cultivation never improved at all.

His master expelled him from the sect on the grounds that he was possessed by a demon. The sect leader, in order to show the sect's benevolence, sent him to the outer sect and left him to fend for himself. The former genius fell from the altar and anyone could step on him.

His parents and clan viewed him as a disgrace to the family, and his fellow disciples, whom he had once protected with his life, now shunned him like the plague. Yuzhu viewed him as a thorn in his side and wished to get rid of him as soon as possible.

He also understood what the leader meant today. It was simply that he was Yuzhu's inner demon, and only if Yuzhu got rid of him personally would his path to becoming an immortal be smooth. He wanted to make him a stepping stone and play the last role. He was really glad that he didn't bring the little fox here.

"Your cultivation level is equal to mine, so it won't be considered bullying if you compete with me." Yuzhu raised his head. After today, no one would be able to become his inner demon anymore.

Yan Lan drew out the Taoyuan Sword: "Go ahead."

Yuzhu hated to see him like this the most, as if nothing in the world could move him. But today, he wanted to step on him and watch him look so miserable.

"You are courting death!"

Yuzhu launched his strongest attack spell right from the start. Even though his cultivation was not enough, he still had countless magic weapons to support him. He threw each magic weapon at Yan Lan as if they were free.

No matter how fast Yan Lan was, it would be difficult for him to dodge. Life and death were determined by fate on the ring. Even if he died today, it could only be said that Yuzhu had made a mistake and he would be blamed at most.

Under the attack of countless magical weapons, Yan Lan's clothes had long been tattered, and the scars had penetrated deep into his bones. The scarlet blood had dyed his white clothes red. He stood with a sword on his back, still full of youthful spirit.

"What do you think the eldest brother wants to do? He seems to be dying."

"Even if he has evil spirits in his body, Senior Brother won't kill him, right?"

"What are you talking about? He has been possessed by a demon. Maybe he will kill us all tomorrow. Big Brother is just trying to get rid of this evil for the people."

Yan Lan heard the discussion below clearly. This was the sect he had always protected. It was really ridiculous. The young man pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, and there was a sign of being possessed by a demon.

"Look, it was you who saved them, but how did they treat you? Come with me, let's kill them together. They are unkind, so why should you be righteous?"

"Shut up!" Yan Lan closed his eyes and rushed towards Yuzhu with the sword again. Yuzhu couldn't dodge in time and was cut off the ring by his sword. "You lose."

"Yuzhu!" The head of the sect immediately flew to Yuzhu's side and fed him a pill. "Yan Lan, how dare you harm your fellow disciples? Do you know your crime?"

Yuzhu was the most talented disciple he had seen in these years besides Yan Lan, but she was almost destroyed by his sword just now.

"I don't know." Yan Lan threw the Taoyuan Sword in his hand to the ground, "From now on, I have nothing to do with your clan anymore."

"No!" A purple-robed elder flew to the side of the headmaster and whispered, "Headmaster, if he leaves, what will happen to Yuzhu's inner demon?"

Upon hearing this, the head of the sect said in a deep voice: "You can't leave. If you hurt a fellow disciple, you will be whipped 100 times. Taichu Sect is not a place where you can come and go as you please!

Bring him down to me and punish him."

Anyone with a discerning eye knew that the Sect Master was seeking personal revenge, but since the Taichu Sect’s affairs were of little concern to them, what could outsiders like them say? It was just a pity that this once genius had fallen to such a state.

Yan Lan was seriously injured at this time. If he didn't die after a hundred whips, he would be disabled. Although what's the difference between him and a disabled person now?

"Host, this is bad. They are going to kill Yan Lan."

"What did you say?" Chi Yue suddenly woke up. She knew that Taichu Sect was not good to Yan Lan, but they would not kill him directly. This was to give rise to gossip.

"Where is he now? Explain everything quickly."

"In the torture chamber, a full hundred lashes."

Chi Yue quickly found Yan Lan's position according to the contract between the two. There was no good place on Yan Lan's body. The man who whipped him showed no mercy and even dipped the whip in salt water.

Yan Lan clenched his teeth and didn't even groan. Seeing this, Chi Yue immediately turned into a stream of light and flew into his sea of ​​consciousness. Fortunately, it was an ordinary disciple who was carrying out the execution and did not notice her.

A gentle spiritual power penetrated into Yan Lan's body, slowly healing his wounds. Chi Yue cast an illusion on the executioner, making him stop and mistakenly think that he had already whipped him a hundred times.

"Yan Lan, don't scare me, wake up soon." Yan Lan's breath was weak, as if he would disappear in the next second.

After a long time, he finally opened his eyes: "I'm fine, don't worry."

He is not alone, there is a little fox who will worry about him when he is hurt. Her tears should be shed for him. How great! He fainted again.

Chi Yue didn't care about anything else. He used illusion to make all the disciples around him faint. Then he brought Yan Lan back to his residence and slowly healed his wounds.

If only she could get out now, she would definitely beat those people up to avenge Yan Lan.

Yan Lan didn't wake up until the sect competition was over. Fortunately, those people didn't care about him, so no one came to cause trouble in the past few days.

"Yan Lan, you're finally awake. You scared me to death." Chi Yue jumped into his arms, an egg twisting in his arms.

"I'm fine, don't worry." He gently stroked the uneasy Dan in his arms. This sect competition made him see many things clearly. Perhaps everything that happened in the past was just his wishful thinking.

"Let's leave here, okay? None of those people are good people. They only think about how to bully you. With such low cultivation, they don't think about how to cultivate, but only think about how to suppress those who are more talented than them."

Chi Yue was so angry that Yan Lan could even imagine the angry little fox's fury and couldn't help laughing.

"You've been bullied like that by them, how can you still smile?"

"Well, don't get angry with them. It's not worth it."

Yes, it's not worth it.