The result is obvious.

Although Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran only learned a little bit of their masters.

But compared to who is stronger than this superficial power, it must be Xiao Yan's.

Xiao Yan has already understood the integration of the first nine styles. Just this alone is no longer something Nalan Yanran can resist.

What's more, what Yang Cong gave Xiao Yan was the Taoist sword from Shushan, the best one.

With Xiao Yan's fighting spirit of the Dou King, even if he suppressed his strength, Nalan Yanran could not beat him.

Nalan Yanran also knew that she could not beat Xiao Yan, but she did this just for the unyielding spirit in her heart.

In the open space, Nalan Yanran stood there, and suddenly her body trembled.

"puff......."

A blood sword shot out from Nalan Yanran's mouth.

The bright red blood splattered on the stone bricks like this.

The original gray color of the stone bricks was instantly covered when it was stained with the bright red color of the blood.

At this time, a white shadow floated out of Nalan Yanran's clothes.

Everyone looked at it and saw that the white shadow was a blood book.

Those who saw this blood book instantly understood what it was.

"Xiao Yan, even if I lose, I will not regret it. I have already sworn that even if time comes again, I will still go to the Xiao family to break the engagement. My marriage does not require them to make decisions. I can't spend my life with a stranger." Nalan Yanran's words were full of determination and unyielding. She never regretted it from the moment she first stepped into the Xiao family.

I won't regret it now, nor will I regret it later.

"Nalan Yanran, you were a nobleman since you were born, and I was just a young master of the family." Xiao Yan looked at Nalan Yanran coldly and said, "But I still have to thank you. If you hadn't come to break the engagement, I wouldn't have used this as a motivation, and I would not have achieved what I have achieved today. However,... the moment you entered the Xiao family to break the engagement, it proved your failure and I don't like the engagement, but... you used the wrong way. If I didn't meet my master, then I would be harmed by your actions for the rest of my life."

"Nalan Yanran, it's over."

As Xiao Yan said it, Nalan Yanran kept listening. Maybe she was wrong, but she would not regret it.

"Xiao Yan, as agreed, I lost, I should have been a slave or a servant, but..." Nalan Yanran held blood in her mouth, her eyes full of firmness: "For the dignity of Yunlan Sect, please let me be willful once."

After saying that, the sword on the waist of a Yunlan Sect disciple closest to Nalan Yanran suddenly moved on its own, and then instantly unsheathed and shot at Nalan Yanran.

Nalan Yanran held the long sword, her eyes full of determination and unyielding defeat.

It can be said that Nalan Yanran is very firm.

Seeing Nalan Yanran like this, Yang Cong instantly understood what Nalan Yanran was going to do.

"call......"

Yang Cong closed his eyes slightly and didn't want to see them.

Xiao Yan also looked at it coldly because of Yang Cong. Since there was no Yan Xiao, Xiao Yan naturally had no chance to contact Nalan Yanran, and naturally he would not have any too much feelings.

So now Xiao Yan hopes that the woman who insulted him three years ago will die like this.

Nalan Yanran took a last look at Yang Cong, then closed her eyes, waved the sword in her hand, and quickly cut it into his neck.

If this sword goes on, it will be really cold.

Moreover, Nalan Yanran moved very quickly and did not react at all.

Even if Yun Yun was about to go, it was already slow.

Nalan Yanran closed her eyes, and at that moment, a figure came to her mind.

When she was dying, she was not thinking about her family or master, but the person who left a deep impression on her heart.

at last.......

"Father, grandpa, master... Yan'er has no regrets when she dies."

Yun Yun and Nalan Jie in the distance looked panicked when they saw this.

They never expected that Nalan Yanran would be like this.

But it's too late.

And just when everyone thought that the sword in Nalan Yanran would cut the fragile skin and burst out bright red blood, the next second they saw nothing as they thought.

Nalan Yanran, who had closed her eyes, felt a strange feeling and opened her eyes slightly.

"I knew you would come."

Seeing the tall figure in front of him, Nalan Yanran smiled with satisfaction.

"If a man is ruthless, he is no longer a human being. Perhaps this is my life."

Yang Cong also sighed. He was trapped by love all his life.

There was still blood left at the corner of Nalan Yanran's mouth, but she put down the sword in her hand and hugged Yang Cong in one go.

"This time, I'm not going to let you leave me."

In this way, in the field, a man and a woman were holding each other.

This scene shocked countless people.

You should know that this man is Xiao Yan's master, and this woman is the young master of Yunlan Sect.

No matter how they think about these two people, they think it is impossible to have anything to do with each other.

But this is the truth. Just look at it, they not only know each other, but also have a good relationship.

Xiao Yan was also shocked by this scene.

And among all, only two people knew.

"Sure enough...haha... I'm old." In fact, Nalan Jie had guessed it long ago, but because he couldn't find Yang Cong, he always kept it in his heart.

On the other side, Yun Yun looked at the two people who were hugging each other, and her heart was mixed.

Based on the woman's intuition, Yun Yun already knew that this man wearing a golden mask and a white robe was Yang Cong who was obsessed with him...

Yang Cong reached out and pressed his hand on Nalan Yanran's back, injecting the energy of life into Nalan Yanran.

As the energy of life enters, Nalan Yanran's internal injuries just now are also slowly recovering.

Seeing Yang Cong like this, Xiao Yan ran to Yang Cong happily.

"What are you doing?" Looking at Xiao Yan's wretched smile, Yang Cong knew that there must be nothing good.

"Master, you see, you have helped Nalan Yanran repair his injuries." Xiao Yan said with a smile: "Then I was injured too."

"Don't lie to me, I see you are so lively that you are injured." Yang Cong saw through Xiao Yan at a glance.

"No, Master, I'm really injured." Xiao Yan looked at Yang Cong pitifully and said.

"Then tell me where you were injured." Yang Cong said.
Chapter completed!