Ice Phoenix of Douluo

Chapter 254
"I don't know what the referee thinks about the sneak attack of the local disciples just now?"

Xue Leihan put the Blue Rose Sword into the scabbard, looked at the referee indifferently, and waited for him to give an explanation.

The referee looked up and saw a cardinal standing beside Bibi Dong, who secretly shook his head at him.

It means don't care about the life and death of that little person, the most important thing now is to maintain the impartiality and fairness of Wuhundian.

There are so many people watching the battle who are talking about it, and if they favor the disciple who launched a sneak attack, the reputation of Wuhun Hall will drop again and again.

This is what Wuhundian doesn't want the public to think.

The referee understood for a while, and looked back at the two people who were waiting for the result.

There was a glimmer of hope in the eyes of the beautiful elder, it would be better if His Royal Highness Wuhun ordered the head who had crippled his sect's disciple to be killed on the spot.

"You have sneaked up after the game, now you are disqualified from the game, go down and reflect on it."

The referee turned around and snorted at the slightly dazed female elder, "Go away?"

The female elder looked at the referee in disbelief, and then at Bibi Dong who was sitting on the throne.

She never thought that after joining Wuhundian, Wuhundian would instead support others.

I have to say that her thinking is still too naive.

In Wuhundian's heart, only they themselves are the most important, that's all.

"Is Sect Master Xue still satisfied with the judgment result?"

The referee showed a dry smile at Xueleihan, which made the latter couldn't help but feel happy.

"Wuhundian's judgments have always been fair and just. I hope that under the supervision of the referee, nothing like this will happen."

Xue Leihan accepted it as soon as she saw it, laughed, and saluted the referee of the Wuhun Palace.

The Wuhundian referee felt his teeth were sore, he gave Xue Leihan an angry look, and then looked away.

Don't think that the old man doesn't know how fierce you shot just now.

Directly cut off the soul power channel in the disciple's body, if the disciple doesn't work hard in the future, the soul power may even fall back to level 51.

Of course, he will never go any further in this life and cross the threshold of level [-].

Really vicious method.

The referee faintly thought that the old man also wanted to learn.

Xue Leihan shrugged, turned around and glanced coldly at the dazed female elder and the young man in her arms whose life and death were unknown.

Xiaoyao Jianzong recorded this account.

The coldness floating around his body disappeared the moment he stepped off the ring.

Xue Leihan came to the place where Sun Changxiao fell, and seeing the scene where Elder Yin Yun helped Sun Changxiao up, she not only clenched her fists.

"It's alright."

He saw the shocking claw wound on Sun Changxiao's back, and the blood couldn't stop flowing.

"Sovereign, I've taken Jinchuang medicine and pills, but the amount of bleeding is really heavy."

Jian Wuhen touched the sweat on his head, and carefully picked out the sundries in the wound.

"Let's do this first, go to the restaurant and then heal."

Xue Leihan stretched out a palm and pressed it against Sun Changxiao's back.

Then, the entire back was frozen by a thin layer of ice, and Sun Changxiao's frowning brows immediately relaxed.

It seems that there will be no pain for the time being.

"That bastard."

Jian Wuhen looked at Sun Changxiao's injury, and said bitterly: "It's really shameless to use the fifth soul skill for a sneak attack."

"That person has been abolished by me."

Xueleihan snorted, turned around and looked at the direction of the sect's lounge, a cold light flashed in her eyes.

"Brother Wuhen, do we still have a match today?"

"Not at the moment, we won both games."

Jian Wuhen replied.

"In this way, we are taking Sun Changxiao back to the restaurant to heal his injuries, and the disciples will be handed over to Xiao Xue to take care of them. After the game, we will go back to the restaurant directly. Sister Yin will also take care of you. I am also cultivating Xiao Xue's sense of responsibility."

Xueleihan finally whispered to Elder Yinyun.

"I understand." Yinyun replied with a smile, and then walked to the lounge of Xiaoyao Jianzong.

"Let's retreat first, the wound needs to be completely sterilized in a confined space." Xue Leihan said.

Jian Wuhen nodded.

The two immediately lifted Sun Changxiao's body, ignoring the indoor soul arena, and jumped immediately, and stepped out of the soul arena amidst some people's exclamations.

Bibi Dong glanced at the fluttering ice-blue short hair from a distance, and there was a trace of hesitation in her eyes.

"Your Highness, that person is His Highness the Third Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, do you want your subordinates to send someone to kill him?"

The elder in red at the side asked for instructions.

His Highness, Bibi Dong narrowed his eyes, and said calmly: "Although I know that he is His Highness the Third Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, but now he represents the head of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect. rules."

"He has nothing to do with our plan now, and if one of him is missing in many places, our plan will not change in the slightest."

The pope's tone was flat, and the cardinal's back shirt was already dripping with cold sweat.

"I hope you can put your allegiance on more important and constructive things, instead of diverting your attention to venting on a brat, you understand?"

The pair of red eyes stared at the cardinal in an instant, and the coercion enveloped the space, making it difficult for others to breathe.

"Subordinate, I understand."

The cardinal quickly agreed, and now he just wants to slap himself hard.

Why did the flattery get shot on the horse's leg again?

. . . . . .

"Sister Xue, do you mind if I come in?"

Ji Mengyao's voice sounded outside the door, causing Qian Renxue who was curled up on the bed to open her eyes.

"Ah."

She hummed lightly as a response.

Squeak, the door was opened, and Ji Mengyao stepped into the dark room. She was a little surprised to find that Qian Renxue, who had always been a strong woman in her mind and had never been emotional, was curling up on the bed with her arms around her knees.

"What's wrong with sister Xue? Is there something wrong with her cultivation? Although my sister's spirit power level is not as high as yours, it is still possible to help you share some of it." Ji Mengyao said softly, and moved to Qian Renxue's side.

She likes dealing with Qian Renxue very much, and she likes her struggle for strength and her occasional cuteness, which makes Ji Mengyao, who has a sister's heart, very happy.

Now she really regards Qian Renxue as her own little sister.

"It's not about cultivation."

Qian Renxue's voice was a little hoarse, as if she had just cried a lot.

"I don't believe it, something must have happened, just tell me!"

Ji Mengyao buried Qian Renxue in her chest, and said coquettishly.

A wry smile appeared on Qian Renxue's face, feeling the softness and warmth from her face.

The original bitter mood gradually calmed down.

(End of this chapter)