Chapter 99

A touch of red came into view, Elder Jingyan walked slowly into the hall with a smile on his lips.

"Everyone must have received the letter from last night." Elder Jing Yan leaned on the wooden chair with a casual posture, "If you are all ready, you can set off now."

"Master Jingyan, there is still one thing I don't understand." Jinhua raised his arms, with a rare seriousness on his face, "Will we all be placed in the same mirror in today's trial?"

"Naturally." Elder Jing Yan nodded with a smile, his face was full of color, "You and Qiao Wan from the Moon Sect have always been on good terms, and now you want to form a covenant with Moon Moon Sect?"

Jin Hua was startled, and stared blankly at Elder Jing Yan.

Elder Jingyan chuckled, with a somewhat frivolous look on his face, "Before I took over you, I checked all the relationships of your five sects. You don't have to be nervous. I didn't say that alliances are not allowed in this trial."

Jinhua breathed a sigh of relief, before she could answer, Elder Jingyan's voice came again.

"Of course, if you can find each other."

As soon as these words came out, the difficulty of forming an alliance can be imagined.

Jinhua's heart sank to the bottom, and she looked straight at Elder Jingyan with a pair of almond eyes.

Qiao Wan moved her pink lips, exhaled lightly, covered her eyes, and sat there without saying a word.

"Is there still a problem?" Elder Jing Yan looked around and saw that no one spoke again, so he nodded in satisfaction, "Since there is nothing wrong, then you can leave."

Elder Jingyan waved his plain hand, and a light array appeared at the far right corner of the lobby.

Everyone here is no stranger to that formation, just yesterday, that formation just sent away their master and master.

Guan Mingyue and Qiao Wan glanced at each other, got up first and walked in, followed by the next three cases.

The eyes of the formation were activated, and a circle of light surrounded the sides of the people. The next moment, the figures of the people disappeared in the eyes of the formation.

Jiang Haochuan's figure appeared outside the courtyard, his eagle eyes fixed on the lobby, and as the light in the hall dissipated, Jiang Haochuan's eyes also turned dark.
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25 layers of fog mirror
Qiao Wan's eyes were tightly closed, and she was leaning on the side of the pillar, dozing off, with her head lowered little by little, and her body gradually tilted.

"Ah—" Qiao Wan only had time to exclaim before she fell to the ground.

Qiao Wan covered her forehead with her little hands, straightened up with a bitter and bitter look on her face, and looked around, her eyes were full of bewilderment.

The house was huge, but it looked like it had been abandoned for a long time, with a lot of dry grass scattered on the ground, and behind him was a dilapidated Buddha statue that was only half-plated with gold.

"This is. Where!" Qiao Wan's expression changed from bewilderment to panic. She looked around carefully, and after confirming that there was no one else here except her, she petrified in place.

She expected that the sects would be separated, but who can tell her why the disciples of the same sect have to be separated?

Qiao Wan remembered the words of Elder Jingyan before leaving, and her face became more and more gloomy.

Qiao Wan gritted her teeth, stood up with her arms propped up, and staggered out of the room.

Qiao Wan's footsteps stepped out of the ruined temple. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the pupils of the Buddha statue behind him seemed to move in the direction in which Qiao Wan left.

Outside the temple, the sky was clear and cloudless, with occasional gusts of wind.

The temple is on the top of the mountain, and the stone steps down the mountain are very long. In order not to miss any clues, Qiao Wan insisted on walking down.

Even Yue Yuan was surprised by this perseverance.

All the way down the mountain, let alone a living person, Qiao Wan didn't even meet a living ladybug.

Tired as a dog, Qiao Wan sat on the stone steps with a face full of resentment.

"I just don't believe it, throwing me in such a place where no shit is possible, I can't meet a single NPC!" Qiao Wan didn't believe in evil, and she believed that she must have a mission here.

"help me"

A woman's cry for help came from beside her ear, and Qiao Wan's beautiful eyes lit up.

Hard work pays off, it can be regarded as coming!
Qiao Wan held back the excitement in her heart, raised her hand to pat the dust on her skirt, and walked over quickly.

On the side of the mountain road is a dense forest. Big trees fall side by side, with luxuriant branches and leaves. Only a few rays of the setting sun can be thrown in, and the road ahead cannot be clearly illuminated.

The woods were gloomy, and a woman in white was lying on the grass not far away. She couldn't see her face clearly, only a pair of haggard hands were struggling forward. No matter how you looked at it, it was terrifying.

Qiao Wan: Scared!

Qiao Wan, who was still lonely and courageous just now, stopped in her tracks instantly, and looked at the woman not far away with hesitation.

This. To save or not to save?
"help me"

Qiao Wan stomped her feet, gritted her teeth and ran over.

Pulling up the woman, Qiao Wan shook her body and asked softly, "Girl, are you okay?"

The woman's hair was a little disheveled, and when she saw someone helping her, the corner of her mouth curled into an imperceptible arc, her fingertips tremblingly pointed at the water bottle on Qiao Wan's waist, and her voice was intermittent, "Drink for me."

"Oh." Qiao Wan let go of the woman and went to untie the water bottle on her waist.

"Ah—" The woman fell back to the original place, and now her body, which was already weak and weak, fell so hard that it was even worse.

"Oh, hello! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Qiao Wan apologized, and lifted the woman up again, letting her lean against a tree trunk on one side.

The woman gnawed a mouthful of grass, and was finally dragged up again. She felt depressed and had nowhere to go, so she stared at Qiao Wan with a pair of thin eyes, and said in a low voice, "Drink!"

"But I can't give you this—"

"drink"

Qiao Wan's hesitation fell into the woman's eyes, and she became more and more displeased with the monk in her heart.

Isn't it just a pot of water?
Pick it up, search for the stinky sword repairer!

"Okay!" Seeing the woman insisting, Qiao Wan sighed softly, pulled out the cork, pressed the woman's mouth, and fed the water in the pot.

"Well--"

The woman's eyes gradually widened, and her eyeballs were desperately turned upwards, revealing large whites of her eyes, and her body began to struggle violently.

Perhaps out of the desire to survive, she suddenly gained strength and knocked over Qiao Wan's kettle.

"Cough, cough, what's in there!" The woman's face was flushed, her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked terribly frightening.

"It's just old wine." Qiao Wan's eyes fell on the kettle, her face distressed, "That's good wine, what a waste to just spill it like this!"

"You!" The woman held her heart, coughed a few times, and then she regained her composure and scolded her, "Who puts wine in a jug?"

"I am." Qiao Wan blinked her eyes in confusion, and said softly, "I was about to remind you just now, and you insisted on drinking it yourself."

"If you didn't insist on asking, I wouldn't be willing to give it."

Her feminine chest heaved up and down, and in the next moment, she lay back on the ground again, with a look of hopelessness on her face, "You go, I'll wait for the next person to rescue me!"

Qiao Wan: .
No, your fog mirror. Is the degree of freedom so high?
(End of this chapter)

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