The Dragon from Hell

Zhong Mengran smiled brightly and innocently, and people could not see any scheming in her at all, as if she said these words sincerely, just worrying that she would lose her things.

However, several people at the scene heard her hidden meaning, especially Liu Qin, who narrowed her eyes slightly when she heard Zhong Mengran's words.

However, Zhong Mengran had already moved his eyes away from her face, took the initiative to step forward, and opened his Thousand Machine Bag.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, a glass bottle appeared in front of everyone, and even the shadow of An Jingfu above couldn't help but stare at it, and moved forward a little, as if wanting to take a closer look.

Even the next moment, the light curtain turned, and after the distortion disappeared, there was a figure in front of Zhong Mengran, it was An Jingfu.

However, the person standing in front of Zhong Mengran was not An Jingfu's real body, but a virtual clone of him.

The other elders also came over and gathered in front of Zhong Mengran, staring at the glass bottle in her hand.

In Zhong Mengran's hand, a crystal clear glass bottle lay quietly, and in the bottle, there was a lavender ghost.

This glass bottle was specially used to collect demon souls. Now it was sealed, and the soul inside was shrunk by more than ten times, and it couldn't get out at all.

Although the lavender soul couldn't see its body, there were silver spots on its tail, like the stars on the Milky Way.

Liuqin didn't follow, but stood up and watched, with her hands clenched under her sleeves.

Her face didn't show, but her white knuckles showed how nervous she was.

The other elders didn't speak, and all looked at An Jingfu quietly.

The latter stretched out a hand, fell on the glass bottle, and gently covered it with his palm.

After his palm covered it, the beast soul that was originally wandering quietly in the glass bottle suddenly became excited and began to constantly collide with the glass bottle, showing its fangs to the people outside the glass bottle.

The next moment, a powerful force broke out from the glass bottle, and the whole bottle body was shaking violently, as if it was about to crack at any time.

Fortunately, the glass bottle itself was specially made, and the soul inside was just a dead soul after all, and it couldn't cause any waves.

An Jingfu withdrew his hand, and the dead soul inside also quieted down, as if it realized that it was helpless.

Everyone held their breath and waited quietly for An Jingfu to announce the result.

He glanced at Zhong Mengran, and then glanced at the people around who were waiting for the result, and finally his eyes fell on Qin Feng.

Staring at Qin Feng, he said in a deep tone: "This is indeed the beast soul of the Tempering Spirit Beast, which is very well preserved, and even retains the fighting spirit before his death..."

As soon as this was said, there was an uproar at the scene.

Obviously, it was a soul-tempering beast that was considered a treasure for the sect. At the beginning, thirteen elders were dispatched to catch one. Even after the soul of the soul-tempering beast was taken out, although it was still intact, it had lost its fighting spirit and lacked some strength.

Such a precious and rare thing now appeared in Zhong Mengran's hands, and she brought it out of the Little Demon Realm!

Hearing this, Zhong Mengran's mouth curled up slightly. Only at this moment, she was really happy.

She raised her head and happened to meet Liu Qin's eyes. The two people's eyes crossed. There was no provocation in Zhong Mengran's eyes. Instead, he nodded at Liu Qin very politely.

Liu Qin looked at her expressionlessly without any reaction.

At this time, a hand fell on Zhong Mengran's shoulder and gently pinched her shoulder.

Zhong Mengran retracted her eyes and met An Jingfu's eyes: "You are very good."

With An Jingfu's words, Zhong Mengran's place in Wangjing Mountain was also confirmed.

Zhong Mengran was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you, Sect Master."

An Jingfu was also stunned for a moment when he heard this, and finally just said "hmm", then turned to a disciple and announced, "Zhong Mengran, a disciple of Wangya Mountain, captured the soul of the Tempering Beast, which is the treasure of our sect! Zhong Mengran, as a disciple of Wuxiang Sect, has made unlimited contributions. So far, she and Qin Feng will become the first-class of this small demon realm test, and enter Wangjing Mountain together!"

His voice echoed throughout Wuxiang Mountain, and countless people's eyes were focused on Zhong Mengran. Some cheered happily, some were full of envy, but at the same time, some were dissatisfied and resentful.

But no matter what, it can't change the fact that Zhong Mengran became the first-class this time.

This time, the two first-class of Wuxiang Sect, one is Qin Feng, who is an ordinary person, and the other is Zhong Mengran, who was born "humble". This slap in the face of other disciples was too loud.

An Jingfu's clone did not stay for long, and the other elders also dispersed.

After An Jingfu's clone disappeared, Liu QinHe left directly, and before leaving, he glanced coldly at Zhong Mengran, without saying much.

However, the look that Nishang gave Zhong Mengran was like a poisonous snake full of venom, wishing to swallow Zhong Mengran into her stomach, as if the Soul-Tempering Beast in Zhong Mengran's hand was hers.

Although the Soul-Tempering Beast was extremely precious, An Jingfu did not take it away, but left it in Zhong Mengran's hands.

However, everyone present knew that even if it was still in Zhong Mengran's hands, it would be taken away before today.

Such a precious thing naturally could not be kept in the hands of an ordinary disciple.

"Sixth Junior Sister, you really gave me a big surprise!" When the crowd dispersed, Chu Luorong's face was full of helplessness: "Such a big thing, why didn't you even tell me, why don't you trust me?"

Zhong Mengran looked at his face full of resentment and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Fourth Senior Brother, this matter is of great importance, I really..."

"She is right not to say it." Zhan Yuan came over at this time, expressionless: "Isn't the lesson of the past three years enough?"

As he said, he glanced at Chu Luorong.

The latter seemed to remember something and sighed: "Yes, if I miss it again this year, there will be more rumors about my junior sister."

"Okay, junior sister, I don't mean to blame you. It's a good thing for you to be cautious. I just think that we are friends after all. If you can't trust others in this matter, you should trust me and this piece of wood, right?"

Before Zhong Mengran responded, Zhan Yuan next to him had already spoken: "In this case, it's best not to trust anyone except yourself."

"Hey, you, a piece of wood, why do you always go against me?" Chu Luorong was laughed at by Zhan Yuan, but he knew that Zhan Yuan was telling the truth.

Otherwise, Zhong Mengran would not have gained nothing in the test of the Little Demon Realm in the past three years.

Zhan Yuan ignored Chu Luorong and looked at Zhong Mengran steadily: "Congratulations."