I kicked the male lead away

Two years later, monks from all walks of life came and went in the small town outside the boundless border, and it was very lively.

The Sword Trial Conference is a once-in-a-thousand-year event in the world of comprehension. All the people who come to challenge are gearing up for the challenge, and all of them are high-spirited.

Holding the lamb in her arms, Fang Zhilan muttered, "Why are there so many people here? It's hard to find an inn."

"That's it." The system is very integrated into the personal role, "It makes it hard to find the sheep inn."

"..." Just as one person and one sheep were sighing at the monks coming and going all over the street, another inn appeared in front of them.

Even though she knew it would be full, Fang Zhilan went in with the attitude of giving it a try, and said to the accountant who was fiddling with the abacus, "Excuse me..."

"I'm sorry, the shop has already been taken over." The accountant said perfunctorily without raising his head.

"Okay?" Fang Zhilan was stunned. Now that the room rate in the town has gone up, it is rare for ordinary monks to get a room, but there are still people who directly rent out the entire inn. They really have a lot of money.

She drooped her eyebrows, and when she was about to turn around and leave, the accountant, who was still settling accounts, suddenly raised her head and stopped her for some reason, and said with a smile, "Girl, we just have one room left, if you don't mind..."

Didn't you just say no?Fang Zhilan was suspicious, and followed his words: "I don't know which room it is?"

"Uh..." The accountant was taken aback again, and after a half-second pause, he returned to his original state, "It's upstairs, I'll take you there."

After all, without mentioning the rent, he took Fang Zhilan upstairs.

He took Fang Zhilan to the best guest room upstairs, and before leaving, he didn't forget to say: "If the girl has any errands, just call me down."

"Okay." Fang Zhilan nodded, and after he left, she walked around the room, turned her head and looked at the next room that was only separated by a wall.

When he was talking in the counting room downstairs just now, his eyes obviously glanced at the upstairs one, obviously he had received some hint.

If she guessed correctly, the other party used the technique of sound transmission and told the cashier to give her a room to live in.

In any case, if someone is willing to help, she should be grateful. With this in mind, Fang Zhilan knocked on the door of the next room.

After a while, no one responded.

"Huh?" Fang Zhilan groaned, maybe she guessed wrong.

Standing in front of the door, she knocked again.

Unexpectedly, the door in front of me didn't open, but someone opened it again on the opposite side. A girl with black hair and jade hairpin poked her head out: "What's the matter, girl?"

"Oh, I'm looking for..."

Before Fang Zhilan could finish her sentence, she froze in place when she saw the girl walking out the door in all her attire.

With the plain white belt embroidered with gold patterns and the long sword in his hand, Fang Zhilan's breath was stagnant as if someone was choking her throat: "Tianjimen?"

"That's right." The girl nodded without realizing it, "Young lady came to the store to find someone, don't you know that all the people living here are from our Tianjimen?"

She still... really doesn't know.

Looking at the door in front of her, Fang Zhilan instantly felt that it had thorns growing out of it, and she didn't know whether she should knock or not.

Unexpectedly, before she could speak, the disciple of the Tianji Sect on the opposite side said again: "The head of the sect should have just left. If the girl doesn't dislike it, why don't you come and sit in my room?"

"No, I can't." Fang Zhilan withdrew her hand, the smile on her face was a little stiff.

Back in her room, Fang Zhilan grabbed the teapot and took a sip of the tea on the table, before going downstairs.

"What are you doing?" The system bit her skirt, causing Fang Zhilan to stagger. If she hadn't held on to the table with her hands, she almost fell to the ground.

"Didn't you hear?" Fang Zhilan lowered her voice, "The one who lives next door to us is the head of the Tianji Sect."

Taking advantage of Xie Muning's absence, of course she was going to run away.

"But if you go out, won't you have no place to live?" the system asked.

Fang Zhilan was choked, and stammered: "Anyway, anyway, I can't live next door to Xie Muning, can I?"

She left without saying goodbye back then, who knows what she will do to herself when they meet again now.

"Why not? She must also be here to participate in the sword test meeting, anyway, she will meet sooner or later."

Although what she said made sense, Fang Zhilan always felt that she was like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger.

It's just that the first trial of the sword test will start tomorrow, and she really has no place to go, Fang Zhilan thought about it, and had to stay cheeky.

Unexpectedly, she was worried until the next morning, and she didn't even hear the sound of someone coming back from the next door.

That's right, Fang Zhilan breathed a sigh of relief now, Xie Muning is now the head of a faction, there must be a lot of things to be busy, maybe it's just seeing her old lover and showing mercy, why should she be anxious.

After reassuring, Fang Zhilan came to the first trial arena of the Sword Trial Conference.

The sword test conference is mainly divided into two parts. First, in the martial arts field outside the boundless border, only the top [-] winners in the competition will have the opportunity to enter the illusion to obtain the Broken Mountain Sword.

As soon as the competition rules were read out, some people were gearing up and eager to try, trying to land on the middle competition field.

The martial arts arena outside Boundless is surrounded by high platforms on all sides, but the middle is not a flat ground, but a lotus leaf-shaped round platform formed by condensing true energy, no more, no less, exactly one hundred flowers, which means one hundred The number of places that can enter.

Whoever stands on the top is the champion, and the person who can persist until the end is the winner.

Someone eagerly jumped into the middle of the lotus leaves. Fang Zhilan watched from a high place that the situation was getting more and more intense, which seemed to be a big melee situation, but she didn't move.

It's good to go down first to grab a position, but it's even more effective to wait until the next challenger is exhausted.

Fang Zhilan found a place on the high platform, sat and waited boredly.

The morning mist dissipated, and the scorching sun was in the sky, and the top of her head gradually shone. Fang Zhilan smoothly conjured up a lotus leaf, and put it on her head with a glossy green color.

Then she leaned on the position behind her, and when she woke up, it was almost the end of the competition.

If she could think like this, other people would naturally think of it, so many people recharged their energy and stored up their energy before flying into the arena to make a formal move.

Fang Zhilan picked a martial artist at random, and before the other party had a big hammer, he picked him off with a sword.

As soon as she stood firmly in the middle of the lotus leaf, someone saw that she was just a slender girl and flew up to bully her.

Unexpectedly, she would be tricked by this suddenly, Fang Zhilan sideways dodged the opponent's long whip, and the sound of the drum beating that the competition was about to end also sounded.

She didn't hesitate any longer, and just as she was about to draw out her sword to meet him, she suddenly saw a white light flash in front of her. The man let out a painful cry, and was shot down to the ground, and didn't get up for a long time.

Then the ring master on the lotus leaf next to her was also shot down, and a snow-white figure with a sword behind her, fell lightly, like a banished fairy descending into the world, attracting the attention of everyone present.

Thank you Muning!

Suddenly Fang Zhilan's heart rang out.

What did she mean by making a move to help her clear her opponent?

The lotus leaves were very close to each other, just when Fang Zhilan was secretly suspicious, Xie Muning suddenly grabbed her wrist, and the sleeves still carried the cold breath of the ice and snow on Tianji Mountain.

"Hold on to me," she said quietly.

Fang Zhilan was like a rabbit whose ears had been caught, she didn't dare to move, she let Xie Muning wrap her waist with her left hand, and swung the long sword with her right hand.

The sword light was wide open, and the cold air radiated, Xie Muning just hugged her and spun a circle above the lotus leaf.

With her in mind, everyone in the arena was swept off the lotus leaves, crying out in pain.

"Dong dong dong dong—" the rapid drum sounded, and the preliminary test was officially over.

The setting sun inlaid a layer of gold on all the lotus leaves in the martial arts arena, and the afterglow was tender, and there were only two women in white standing on top of the turbulent layers of golden lotus leaves.

Their clothes fluttered with the movement, standing beside each other, as if this competition should only belong to the two of them.

"I don't agree." A burly man with a scar on his head stood up holding a knife, clutching the sore spot on his right shoulder, and pointed at Xie Muning, "She is a bully, and there are only [-] places that she promised, why are there only two left now?"

"Pfft——" Fang Zhilan couldn't help laughing when he saw that he was a big man, like a kindergarten kid complaining to his teacher.

After laughing, he remembered that Xie Muning was still by his side, immediately corrected his expression, and tried his best to ignore the feeling when his waist was tightened just now.

"This..." The referee looked at the monks who had fallen on the ground like rotten persimmons in the martial arts arena, "According to the rules of the ancestors, only those who are above the lotus can enter the Boundless Realm."

Before he finished speaking, the lotus leaves that were originally formed by gathering spiritual power suddenly changed, and the two flowers under Fang Zhilan's and Xie Muning's feet each turned into a talisman, sticking to their wrists and entering their bodies.

And the other ninety or so lotus leaves disappeared without a trace like light sand being blown away by the wind in an instant.

"Congratulations, both of you." The referee said with a smile, "This is an entry talisman. Tomorrow is exactly the hour, and the Boundless Realm will automatically open. Only those who wear the entry talisman can enter this realm."

"Why?" Everyone who didn't get the entry sign was angry, and they all pointed their finger at Xie Muning, "If she didn't attack suddenly, we wouldn't..."

"Even if you go in, it's just a waste of quota." Xie Muning's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "If anyone still refuses to accept, you can come forward and compete with me now."

The faint cold light from the tip of her sword reminded everyone of the moment when the sword soul was shaken just now, and immediately shut their mouths with lingering fear.

Seeing that no one dared to provoke her anymore, Xie Muning put away her sword and flew away without looking at Fang Zhilan.

It seemed that everything she did just now was just Fang Zhilan's illusion.

All the losers were staring at each other, and it was inconvenient to stay here for a long time, so Fang Zhilan also followed Xie Muning back to the inn.

After hesitating for a moment in her own room, Fang Zhilan finally knocked on the door next door.

The door opened very quickly this time, Xie Muning held the door with one hand, lowered her eyebrows and looked at her: "What's the matter?"

"I..." Fang Zhilan hesitated as she was so unfamiliar, "I'm here to thank you for helping me in the martial arts arena today."

Although he would definitely not lose without her attack, but it would be a lot of trouble if he thought about it.

In just two years, how far has Xie Muning reached in his cultivation, that the entire arena was turned over by her light sword?

Seeing her distracted for some reason, Xie Muning frowned, pulled Fang Zhilan's wrist, and slammed the door shut.

Caught off guard that her back was pressed against the door, Fang Zhilan's eyes widened, and she was about to ask her if she had lost her temper again, but Xie Muning's cool lips were already stuck to her exposed neck: "Thank you ?Okay, so what do you give me as a thank you?"