Sister, look at him!

Chapter 332 The Loser's Counterattack The Female Supporting Character's Last Card 13

After returning from Huanhaifang, He Qingwan was always restless. Lingyang was afraid that He Qingwan would get tired of him if he asked too much, so he didn't dare to ask too much. He only went home once every few days and brought He Qingwan some flowers, shells, etc.

In the blink of an eye, it was the last day of the competition. The purple identity jade card flashed a few times before turning completely gray. Ling Yang felt a little unsure. At the last moment, she vaguely noticed that Ye Qingluan, who ranked second, seemed to have caught up.

When leaving the competition venue, He Qingwan no longer hid the jade bracelet, but stood beside Ling Yang. Since she had been exposed, she was too lazy to pretend anymore.

Soon, the monks in the arena were teleported out one after another. Compared with the huge crowds when they came, the difference was huge. When everyone stood on the open space in front of the secret realm, it seemed empty.

The monks had all arrived, and soon the elders of the six sects also arrived and landed on the high platform in the open space. They were not like the ones described in the storybooks with a lot of white beards, but each of them had their own unique characteristics. There were people of all ages, and the only thing similar to the storybooks was the same immortal style and fluttering clothes.

The leading elder of Xuantian Sect waved his hand, a ray of light flashed, and the huge stone next to the platform emitted a dazzling and huge light, and the ranking list was carved with gilded words.

The elder of Xuantian Sect cleared his throat and said, "This competition is over and the rankings are determined. Please invite the top ten to come on stage."

Ling Yang looked at the ranking list. She was first, and Ye Qingluan was second with a difference of 300 points. As for the third place, the gap between her and them was much larger.

It can be said that the scores of those ranked third to tenth combined are not as high as her and Ye Qingluan’s combined scores.

Ling Yang looked at He Qingwan, and He Qingwan nodded to her.

Ling Yang took a deep breath and walked towards the platform step by step with determination.

Ten people stood on the high platform, and the elder of Xuantian Sect smiled slightly, "You can choose your favorite sect according to the ranking."

The monks below were all looking forward to it, as if to see what choice they would make.

The flags of the six sects were flying on the platform, and they only needed to stand under the flags.

Ye Qingluan walked firmly to the banner of the Sword Sect. Soon, all nine people chose the sect they wanted to go to, except Ling Yang.

Ling Yang looked at He Qingwan again. Before He Qingwan could speak, a male voice came from far away.

“Interesting game.”

A tall and handsome young man pushed a gorgeous wheelchair onto the platform. The man in the wheelchair had a handsome face and a little cinnabar between his eyebrows. He smiled evilly and together with Ling Yang, he cast his gaze towards He Qingwan below.

He Qingwan: "..."

She sighed in her heart, jumped up to the platform, and stood in front of Jiang Chuyao, "Why are you here?"

"The news that you were seriously injured and unconscious, and your life was in danger, reached me." Jiang Chuyao looked at He Qingwan with a smile, "Knowing that my sister was injured, of course I had to come as a brother."

None of the elders from the six sects expressed any objection to Jiang Chuyao's sudden appearance. He Qingwan didn't even need to guess to know that Jiang Chuyao must have directly revealed his identity.

It means that he and Yuan are strong enough, otherwise, those who go out with their identities shown on their faces would have been kidnapped countless times.

"Even more nonsense than me." He Qingwan muttered and stood beside him.

Ling Yang looked at He Qingwan for a long time, "Master, what should I do?"

"Go to any place where you think you can improve yourself." He Qingwan looked at her, "Then come find me. I'll notify you in the Jieyin Palace so you can see me as soon as you arrive."

Ling Yang pursed her lips, her eyes were broken and tears were about to flow out.

Finally, she moved, raised her foot and stood behind Ye Qingluan, and she also chose the Sword Sect.

Among the top ten, only the two of them chose the Sword Sect.

Jiang Chuyao looked at Ling Yang with complicated eyes, and finally just sighed softly, "Let's go back to Xuanqing."

……

Less than a day after returning to Xuanqing, He Qingwan ran to the Xuanming Realm.

"Xiaotian, take me to where the Eight Desolate Emperor is imprisoned. I want to go see him."

When Xiaotian heard He Qingwan's request, he was a little surprised, and then he tried to stop her, "The environment in the Cold Water Hell is very bad, God, please don't go there."

"No, just go." He Qingwan suddenly became willful at this time, "If you don't take me, I will find someone else to take me."

Others might not be able to protect the gods in the Cold Water Hell, so Xiaotian had no choice but to take He Qingwan with him.

"Where is the Cold Water Hell?" He Qingwan asked.

Xiaotian replied, "At the bottom of the Dragon Ridge Mountain in the Eight Wastelands."

He Qingwan: “?”

If she remembered correctly, the palace of the Eight Desolate Emperor was located in Longji Mountain, and his three surviving brothers were also guarding the palace in Longji Mountain. Could they really not find that the boss they wanted to rescue was right under the palace?

Xiaotian understood what He Qingwan meant from her expression and smiled proudly, "This is my idea, what do you think, God?"

"Too smart." What could He Qingwan say? Xiaotian was simply a genius. The most dangerous place is the safest place! Those people racked their brains and couldn't figure out why their boss was locked up in the basement of his hometown.

It was not until he arrived at the Cold Water Hell that He Qingwan finally understood why Xiaotian said that the environment here was bad.

The fire element of the Eight Desolations Emperor Linchuan is the purest and he is the most skilled in using it, so the coldest ice in the world is used to imprison him.

In the deepest part of the ice cave, the bone-chilling ice was surging, and there was only a small island that could accommodate three people standing in the center of the ice. Dozens of immortal chains and dragon-binding ropes made of cold jade ice passed through Lin Chuan's body and nailed him firmly in place.

"Those are the Immortal Sealing Chain and Dragon Binding Rope that Supreme God Yuya specially made to trap him." Xiaotian stretched out his hand to her, "Come, Supreme God, I'll take you there."

He Qingwan obediently handed over her hand and let Xiaotian take her to the island.

Sensing someone coming, Lin Chuan slowly opened his eyes. His vision was still a little blurry, and he could only vaguely see two pairs of shoes while kneeling.

A pair of black brocade boots with dark patterns, and a pair of embroidered shoes that were mostly covered by the long dress.

There is a ball of white fur on the top of the embroidered shoes, which looks soft and fluffy.

Lin Chuan raised his head. The divine ring behind the person in front of him was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes, but he still recognized who it was.

"Jiang Rongye, you finally came to see me." Lin Chuan laughed softly, "I locked myself up for three thousand years just to see you once, it's worth it."

Xiaotian was displeased with his attitude and pointed his spear at his throat.

He Qingwan pressed his hand down and shook his head gently, "It's okay."

Lin Chuan sneered, "Your new man? Whatever, I can be your mistress."

Xiao Tian was very angry, but He Qingwan didn't let him hurt Lin Chuan, so he could only warn him verbally, "Don't be disrespectful to the Lord Bai Ze!"

Lin Chuan raised his head and looked at Lin Chuan provocatively, "You are not hers? Ha, then I can still be the first wife."

He Qingwan couldn't stand it anymore and slapped him, "You were once one of the sixteen immortal emperors. I was planning to see if you regretted it so that I could plead for you. But now you are even more outspoken, so continue to be tortured in this cold water hell."

Lin Chuan smiled instead of getting angry. The black dragon totem on his face moved because of his smile. "Jiang Rongye, do you know? When I was slapped by you, the first thing that came to me was the fragrance, and then the slap. The moment the fragrance filled my nose, the burning feeling on my face was no longer painful, but pleasurable."

He Qingwan: “?”

She took a deep breath to calm herself, but she couldn't suppress her anger. In the end, she could only hold Xiaotian's arm tightly and shouted angrily, "Xiaotian, help me beat him up!"