The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

The third game of the Human Race's Hundred Sect Competition unexpectedly happened and was interrupted. Such a big omission has never happened before, not to mention that it happened with Gods, Monsters, and Demons watching. It was so embarrassing. How could the eight sects ignore the clan's face-related matters? The sect leaders who originally sat high in the palace and watched the competition from a distance finally couldn't sit still and came to the competition in person.

When the monks participating in the competition came out of the secret realm one after another, they learned from their mouths that the ancient ferocious beast Qiongqi was actually sealed in the secret realm, and Qiongqi somehow broke free of the formation and opened up in the secret realm. During the killing, all the sect leaders looked solemn. However, when they heard that the ancient artifact Xuanyuan Sword was suppressing Qiongqi, all the sect leaders couldn't help but stood up from their seats. When they realized that their behavior was inappropriate, It's already too late, but fortunately everyone is embarrassed together, so it doesn't look embarrassing.

Although there were visions from the sky before, and with the help of the hexagrams of Tianji Pavilion, it was said that the artifact appeared in the world, but there is always a difference between speculation and reality. If all the sect leaders could sit there calmly and wait for the results before, now they will Everyone was a little anxious. Everyone was anxiously waiting for the result of which family the Xuanyuan Sword would fall on. If they weren't afraid that the secret realm couldn't bear the collapse, these sect leaders would be eager to rush into the secret realm and make the contract themselves. Xuanyuan Sword, it is an ancient artifact after all, who wouldn’t want it?

The calmest one among the group is Shen Qianyang. He is the only one who can drink tea calmly. Compared to the Eight Sects, he really doesn't care who gets the Xuanyuan Sword. He even least hopes that his family will get Xuanyuan. Sword, whoever gets the Xuanyuan Sword today will be the target of public criticism. Compared with the Eight Sects, the overall strength of Xingyao Academy is still weaker.

Just when everyone was waiting for the result with different thoughts but the same anxious attitude, the entrance to the secret realm, which was maintained by the spiritual power of the eight sect masters, finally made movement again.

A flash of inspiration occurred, and Nangong Chen appeared in front of everyone holding the unconscious Gong Ranran who was covered in blood. In order to prevent everyone from reacting, Gong Wuji was the first to approach Nangong Chen and saw his daughter in such a miserable state. Even Gong Wuji, the master of the first palace who has been in a high position for a long time, also had a dark expression.

"Who hurt Ranran?"

With Gong Wuji's cultivation level, he could tell at a glance that although Gong Ranran's injuries were serious, he was not in danger of his life. While he felt a little relieved, his anger remained unabated. The words he asked seemed calm, but they were full of murderous intent. The cultivation level at the scene The lower monks couldn't help but tense up. Nangong Chen, who was facing Gong Wuji, felt the most uncomfortable. He groaned, his knees softened, and he knelt straight on the ground. The originally indestructible green granite was instantly Torn apart.

Blood overflowed from the corners of Nangong Chen's mouth. Bai Yu, who followed Nangong Chen, was startled. He had never seen his master so angry, especially when his anger was directed at senior brother Nangong Chen. Bai Yu lowered his eyes slightly. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy, but he knelt down behind Nangong Chen very consciously.

"Junior sister was injured because she was protecting me. It's my fault. I didn't protect my junior sister well. Please punish me, Master."

Nangong Chen tried his best to calm the surging blood in his chest. In the battle with Qiongqi, he had always been the main force and was naturally injured. Originally, after taking the elixir, he would have recovered in no time. However, under the pressure of Gong Wuji, his improving injuries worsened sharply and he became a little shaky.

"Senior brother, at this time, you still have to protect that..."

"Bai Yu! I said this is all my fault."

Bai Yu couldn't stand the way Nangong Chen protected Bai Qing's painting in front of his master. The more Nangong Chen acted like this, the more junior sister's efforts seemed like a joke. But as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Nangong Chen. He turned his head with difficulty and stared at Bai Yu sharply, with anger rolling in his eyes.

"Do you think I'm dead?"

Gong Wuji's face became even more embarrassed when he saw this. Gong Ranran was his only daughter. She had been in a coma for several years because of Nangong Chen. It was impossible for him to have no resentment in his heart. Now his daughter appeared in front of him again with injuries all over her body. Even though he knew that he should not vent his anger on Nangong Chen at this time, he still couldn't help it. When he saw the looks on the two of them, he knew there was something hidden, and his anger grew even greater.

"I hurt people."

Bai Qinghua was the last person to leave the secret realm. When she came out, she saw Nangong Chen and Bai Yu kneeling in front of Gong Wuji, and happened to hear what the three of them had just said.

Gong Wuji suddenly raised his head when he heard the words, and looked sharply at the person who made the sound. His expression darkened when he saw Shi Baiqing's painting.

Shen Qianyang was watching the play with gusto. He was happy when he saw his little apprentice coming out. But before he could greet his little apprentice, he was so frightened by his words that he spat out a mouthful of tea. At this time, he had no time to think about what he had just done. Isn't that rude? He stood in front of his little apprentice in a flash. This Gong Wuji was going crazy, but he couldn't be allowed to hurt his precious apprentice.

"What did you say, how could you have a conflict with Ranran?"

Shen Qianyang said to Bai Qinghua with a straight face before Gong Wuji spoke. He just winked at his apprentice as he spoke, hoping that Bai Qinghua would speak first to explain, so that he could always be more reasonable.

Bai Qinghua lowered his eyes, and tears rolled down.

"You... why are you crying, little girl? Who bullied you? You tell Master, Master, you make the decision."

Seeing Bai Qinghua's sudden tears, Shen Qianyang, who was winking just now, paused, then his face darkened, he glanced at the three people in Wuji Palace, and said coldly.

Seeing Shen Qianyang's behavior, even Gong Wuji almost laughed angrily. His daughter's injury was so serious, and it couldn't compare to the few tears shed by his disciple Shen Qianyang. If he just saw Bai Qing's injuries, Although Gong Wuji was angry when he married his daughter, he still had some scruples in his heart. However, he was so angry at Shen Qianyang's behavior that he wanted to take action directly.

"Master Xiao Ye is dead. He was killed by Nangong Chen with the Xuanyuan Sword. When I attacked Nangong Chen, Gong Ranran suddenly stood in front of Nangong Chen."

Bai Qinghua raised his eyes and looked at Shen Qianyang. Tears fell from his cheeks. His eyes were filled with sadness, pain and grievance. The emotions that he had finally calmed down collapsed when he saw Shen Qianyang, and even his voice was choked with sobs.

Shen Qianyang was heartbroken and more than shocked when he heard this. Shen Qianyang had already prepared for Nangong Chen to contract the Xuanyuan Sword. At this time, he was not surprised. What surprised him was Heiye's death and Heiye's weight in the heart of his little disciple. He was the first This is the first time I have seen such a fragile and pitiful painting by Bai Qing.