People are fighting, but all members are NPCs

Chapter 34: Confirmed the eyes, met the right person

"Lao Di, you are guaranteed to lose."

In the dream, Xiao Yuan looked at the sinkhole in front of him and muttered to himself.

Hun Tiandi was sent away by his Sea Tiger Explosive Fist.

Walked peacefully.

However, he also lost the game by one move.

Xiao Yuan had forgotten that practitioners in the Douqi Continent were also able to self-destruct, and he had never expected Hun Tiandi to be so decisive.

When facing death, he actually chose to self-destruct!

In an instant, the entire Xiao family mansion, the entire Wutan City, and even most of the Warcraft Mountains behind it were reduced to nothingness by the explosion.

The entire northwest region trembled slightly.

After a while, the dust settled, and a huge, bottomless abyss of several thousand feet appeared under their feet.

The howling wind echoed and lingered, like the wails and cries of heaven and earth.

"Hiss, he's worthy of being the Soul Emperor. Is he so cruel even to himself?"

Xiao Yuan imitated the protagonists and took a deep breath of cold air, almost sucking his brain into his lungs, contributing to global warming.

"But what's the point of self-destruction? Do you think you can escape, Miss Hun Tiandi?"

Thinking that Emperor Hun Tian was still in her female form, Xiao Yuan couldn't help but laugh. At the same time, he stroked the air with his fingertips, brought up the interactive menu and clicked a few times.

[Scene Status]——[Restore]

Everything seemed to be going backwards in time, and in the blink of an eye, the abyss formed by the Soul Emperor's self-explosion was instantly filled.

The Warcraft Mountains, Wutan City, the Xiao family, everything that was destroyed in the explosion returned again.

Like a miracle, everything returned to normal in an instant.

The NPCs still held their own scripts and carried out their actions as if nothing had happened.

Just as Xiao Yuan said—

Unless he agrees, in this dream, death may not be a relief, but may be the beginning of greater despair.

Wutan City, Xiao Family Market.

"Teacher, what did that person just say?"

Walking in the bustling market, Nalan Yanran looked at her master and asked curiously.

Originally, Nalan Yanran felt a little guilty about the breakdown of her relationship with the Xiao family.

But seeing the teacher's sometimes silent attitude along the way, and the conversation between him and the girl at the Xiao family, the girl's unique curiosity was aroused again.

It’s a pity that Yun Yun didn’t answer her at all.

It is even more impossible to let Yanran know who Xiao Yuan is.

She would never let Yanran experience the things that she had experienced in her dream again.

So he turned around and said:
"We will stay in Wutan City tonight to regroup and return to Yunlan Sect early tomorrow morning.

But Yanran, since you have made a three-year agreement with Xiao Yan of the Xiao family, you must work hard on your cultivation and remember not to bring shame to your master.

Yun Yun taught with earnestness and persuasion.

"Yanran understands. When we return to the mountain, Yanran will redouble her efforts in cultivation and will not bring disgrace to the teacher's reputation!"

Along the way, Yun Yun occasionally mentioned Xiao Yan's character that she observed in the Xiao family.

At first, Nalan Yanran didn't take it seriously, but when she saw the teacher's serious attitude, she realized that the teacher was not joking with her or trying to motivate her.

Although she was unwilling to admit it, she had gradually come to terms with Xiao Yan in her heart, viewing him as a genius who was a match for her.

"I hope Xiao Yan, you can really do as the teacher said and not let me down.

And I, Nalan Yanran, will definitely not lose!"

When Nalan Yanran thought so, a fighting spirit flickered in her beautiful eyes, as if she was full of anticipation for the competition three years later.

However, Yun Yun's next words immediately extinguished most of her fighting spirit.

"Well, it's good to have fighting spirit, but through this incident, I also realized that my teaching of you was seriously inadequate. When I return, I will try to temper your temper. Otherwise, I'm afraid you will cause even greater trouble in the future."

Yun Yun's indifferent words made Nalan Yanran's delicate body tremble. Suddenly, her face was filled with distress. She said aggrievedly:
"Teacher, there's no need to be like this. Yanran will change. She will definitely change in the future and won't cause trouble for you anymore."

Yun Yun ignored him and walked straight into the inn in the market town.

He didn't care how the disciple behind him cried, he just walked up the stairs back to his room and looked out the window at the Xiao family mansion in the distance.

".Could it be that you are also a victim of Xiao Yuan?"

Yun Yun spoke softly, recalling the slender figure in lavender elegance in her mind.

Based on her outstanding appearance alone, Yun Yun was certain that she would not be able to escape Xiao Yuan's clutches.

But the details.

I still need to communicate with the girl privately.

After leaving the Xiao family's hall, Xiao Yan, who was somewhat absent-minded, slowly climbed up the mountain behind the family as usual.

Sitting on the mountain wall, I calmly looked at the mountains and hills vaguely emerging in the mist.

"Haha, strength. In this world, if you don't have strength, you're not even as good as a pile of shit. At least, no one dares to step on that shit!"

His shoulders shrugged slightly, he let out a low, self-deprecating laugh, and with a hint of grief and indignation, he slowly wandered on the top of the mountain.

With his ten fingers tangled in his black hair, Xiao Yan bit his lips tightly, letting the faint smell of blood spread from the corners of his mouth.

The humiliation he suffered today was truly unforgettable for him.

Being pressured into breaking off the engagement by the Yunlan Sect and being ridiculed by his own people was one thing.

Even my father was misfortune-inducing.
"I don't want to suffer the insult I suffered today a second time!" Xiao Yan spread out his left hand with a bloodstain on it, his voice hoarse but firm.

"Hey, little doll, it seems you need help?"

Just as Xiao Yan was making a vow in his heart, a strange old laugh suddenly reached his ears.

Xiao Yan's expression changed as he turned around abruptly. His eagle-like eyes scanned behind him, but he didn't find a single figure...

"Hey, stop looking for it, it's on your finger."

Just when Xiao Yan thought it was just an illusion, that strange laugh came out again without any limit.

Xiao Yan's pupils shrank, and his gaze suddenly stopped at the ancient black ring on his right hand!
"Is it you who's talking?"

"The little kid has good self-control. He didn't jump down after being scared." A teasing laugh came from the ring.

"Who are you? Why are you in my ring? What do you want?"

After a brief silence, Xiao Yan asked the key question clearly.

"Don't worry about who I am for now. I won't harm you anyway. Alas, after all these years, I finally met someone with a soul strength that's above the standard. I'm so lucky. Hehe. But I still have to thank the little kid for his worship over the past three years. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have to continue sleeping."

"worship?"

He blinked doubtfully at first, and after a moment, Xiao Yan's face suddenly darkened, and he spoke coldly through his teeth:
"The fighting spirit that has mysteriously disappeared from my body is your fault?"

(End of this chapter)