Ouyang Jinwei felt a sense of shame that she had not felt for a long time. The pressure of having her talent crushed made Ouyang Jinwei purse her lips tightly. That skinny figure that she hated to the bone appeared in her mind again.
Li Ling, who was standing to the side, also seemed to see the young man who was not afraid during the Holy Mountain's test. "He is Su Yi!" Li Ling muttered in her heart.
It was at this time that a group of Holy Mountain guards rushed in from behind. Ouyang Jinwei ordered, "Capture those three! Don't let any of them go! "
"Kid, you have guts! Let's go! "The Demon Subduing Sect experts glanced coldly at Su Yi.
"Boom!"
The two Demon Subduing Sect experts glanced at Ouyang Jinwei, their lips curling into a sinister smile. Yuan Qi gathered under their feet and they turned into afterimages in the air, breaking through the wall.
"Want to leave?!"
"Shua!"
Yuan Qi suddenly gathered under Su Yi's feet. Just as the people from Holy Mountain rushed up, he used the Cloud Shadow Frost Steps and an ice crystal faintly appeared. As the crystal scattered, Su Yi disappeared from the spot, not even leaving behind an afterimage.
Only the Holy Mountain guards were left standing in a daze, pacing back and forth. Ouyang Jinwei and Li Ling were both dumbfounded.
"Where is he! Why is he gone all of a sudden! " Ouyang Jinwei shouted, her body glowing with golden light. She clenched her fists and with a violent force, she blasted a huge hole in the floor of the hall.
"What a powerful movement technique!" Li Ling's heart was filled with shock. Even Su Yi's strength had reached a heaven-defying level. No one in the same age group was his match.
Ouyang Jinwei's face was gloomy. At this time, in the hall, other than the Holy Mountain guards, everyone else had fled because of the fight. Meng Yao and Little Black Robe were also nowhere to be seen.
"That kid just now, Senior Sister Li Ling, don't you think he looks like someone?" Ouyang Jinwei turned her head, her eyes filled with doubt.
Li Ling's beautiful face flashed with an imperceptible fluctuation. She said softly, "He doesn't look like anyone. Junior Sister, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just feel like that bastard!"
Ouyang Jinwei spat. If it was really Su Yi, Ouyang Jinwei's expression would become even more solemn. The Heavenly Wind Ranking Tournament was just around the corner, and with Su Yi's strength increasing by such a huge margin, it would be difficult for her to take revenge against the Ouyang Clan in the future.
Li Ling was secretly shocked as she stared thoughtfully at the place where Su Yi left, thinking, "No wonder Junior Sister Liu thinks so highly of him. Such talent at such a young age, no one on the Holy Mountain can compare to him except for those few."
"Everyone, listen up. Before daybreak, seal off all the roads and passes. With the Hundred Grass Mountain as the center, the area within a thousand li is to find those three people! Remember not to disturb the academy's grand ceremony tomorrow! "
"Yes!"
Near the Hundred Herb Mountain, there were still a few hours before dawn.
The curtain of night was like a chessboard with stars hanging on it. The stars moved, and in the distance, there were rugged green mountains and rolling waves.
The veil-like hidden fog enveloped the celestial river. Countless starlight shone down, shooting out mottled spots on the ground.
The Central Continent's ferry was sparkling, and a new moon was hanging in the sky.
The forest on the opposite shore was quiet, and the moonlight was like a silver foil, creating layers of ripples.
The boundless seawater enjoyed the kiss of the moonlight. A woman and several short people wearing black robes were standing on the ferry, preparing to leave. Their clothes were constantly fluttering in the night wind.
The airflow and mist rose amicably. A woman's shoulders were thin, her waist was white, and her neck was white. It was Meng Yao who had changed her makeup.
"Miss, it's time to go back!"
The little black-robed man had already taken off his hood and said to Meng Yao very respectfully.
Meng Yao's red lips were soft and tender like a blooming fire lotus. Her ethereal and elegant temperament was like a dancing butterfly, like a fairy descending to the mortal world. There was no trace of the charm from before.
"Go back to do what?" Meng Yao's light eyelashes slightly curved, and her white and flawless skin seemed to overflow with light. She said with a smile.
"If you don't go back, Lord will be worried about you!"
The little black-robed man bent his body even deeper, and his small body was almost sticking to the ground.
Meng Yao's body emitted a light aura, and her expression instantly changed. "Hmph! That old fellow will be worried about me! I'm afraid he will only dote on his little one! "
"Miss, you can't say that! Lord dotes on you very much! "
The little black-robed man hurriedly said, and the short guards behind him prostrated on the ground, not daring to answer Meng Yao's words.
"That was before! You are all afraid of him! Isn't he just a smelly old man who is greedy for beauty! "Meng Yao's face was flushed with excitement.
Seeing that the little black-robed man and the others did not dare to say anything, Meng Yao lightly pouted her lips and snorted.
"Since you worship him so much, you can go back, don't follow me!"
"Miss, what are you saying? We are Miss' people in life, and we are Miss' ghosts in death!" The people behind the little black-robed man replied in unison, their eyes filled with sincerity.
Hearing this, Meng Yao's eyes were filled with spring, and she said with satisfaction, "That's good. You all have to remember, you are not that smelly old man's people! After the commotion in the Holy Mountain, that thing will not be easy to find. You all hide first, I will go find it myself! "
"Miss, Lord said that we must take good care of you!" The little black-robed man revealed a difficult expression.
Meng Yao's mouth flashed with disdain, and she softly said, "There is nothing on this continent that is worthy of me taking action!"
"Sou!"
A ripple appeared, and sparkling water droplets fell from the sky. Meng Yao's figure had long disappeared, only a faint shadow remained.
In the quiet night sky, the distant Central State City was lit up with lanterns.
In the blink of an eye, Meng Yao was already standing at the highest point of the city tower. She was like a moon goddess, her skirt fluttering in the night breeze, giving her a light and sacred feeling. It was different from the Holy Monarch aura of the Holy Mountain. She was not even twenty years old, but she had an incomparably heavy and profound aura.
"That little brat is actually a little interesting! Could it be Su Yi? "Meng Yao looked at the layers of mountains in the distance, and her cherry lips slightly smiled, holding a faint smile.
"There's finally something fun on this continent." Mengyao narrowed her eyes as she recalled how Su Yi had saved her and how he had fought valiantly against the Demon Subduing Sect. She couldn't help but smile.
Once again, Meng Yao disappeared like a spirit from the city wall in the night breeze.
The Hundred Grass Mountain was far away from Central State City.
On top of a mountain range, a clear stream flowed down from the depths of the flowers and trees. The beautiful trees were verdant and exuded a sacred aura.
The entire Central State City had a panoramic view. Two middle-aged men, who were dressed very differently from the Central State City, held a glazed box in their hands, and stared at the Nine Orifices Return to Yang Leaf in front of them. They were the two people from the Demon Subduing Sect who had just escaped.
Under the moonlight, the specks of emerald green in the glazed box emitted a bit of dazzling energy of heaven and earth.
Staring at the sparkling light, the skinny old man looked at it admiringly and was very excited.
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