In their opinion, this is undoubtedly an act of overestimating one's own ability.

Especially when the three-year agreement spread throughout the sect, this sarcasm became much stronger.

Of course, there is a little jealousy in the sarcasm!

As the unattainable young sect leader of the entire Yunlan Sect, countless Yunlan disciples regard him as the goddess in their dreams.

When we meet on weekdays, she always maintains a calm and profound temperament. Anyone who wants to contact her will end in failure.

However, this guy named Xiao Yan almost became Nalan Yanran's husband, and naturally he was envied by everyone.

"Is this Xiao Yan? He doesn't look good either!"

"I heard that he is a famous local waste, and I don't know why he has such courage. The toad actually wants to eat swan meat and wants to marry the young master of Nalan. I'm gonna!"

"However, this person is very brave. He dares to come to my Yunlan Sect alone, so he can be regarded as a character!"

Seeing Xiao Yan reporting to his family, these Yunlan Sect disciples were talking about it.

The Yunlan Sect’s innate impression of Xiao Yan, whom they had never met, was extremely bad. During their daily conversations, they would mostly be deprecated if they could be deprecated. It seemed that they would not give up without saying Xiao Yan as worthless.

At this moment, looking at the young man who still maintained a plain face even when facing the aura of nearly a thousand disciples of Yunlan Sect.

Some smart disciples felt very awesome after putting aside those negative emotions.

Such a calm and composed posture is not like the waste of Xiao family that the brothers usually call him.

"Perhaps, things today are far from that simple!"

This strange thought arose in many Yunlan Sect disciples.

On the stone platform, Nalan Yanran had a pair of charming eyes, staring at the slightly thin young man not far away, and his eyes were on his pretty face.

She vaguely recognized the outline of the boy, but three years have passed, and time has worn away the young man's tenderness and sharp water chestnuts.

The young man who appeared in front of him no longer had the sharpness that suddenly burst out in the hall of the Xiao family, and was replaced by deep restraint.

"He has really changed."

Suddenly, this sentence appeared in Nalan Yanran's mind, and her eyes were a little complicated.

She never thought that the waste from that year would really dare to come to Yunlan Sect alone, and when facing nearly a thousand disciples of Yunlan Sect, she was still as light as the breeze, without any nervousness.

"Nalan family, Nalan Yanran!"

Nalan Yanran slowly stood up, her upright body was like a proud snow lotus, her eyes staring at Xiao Yan.

"That's the little guy from the Xiao family? Didn't the outside world say that he is a waste who cannot practice fighting spirit?"

On the giant tree, Jia Xingtian, the guardian of the Gama Empire's royal family, looked at Xiao Yan, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and chuckled: "Looking at his current demeanor, it doesn't seem like he was forcibly pretending."

"And, even if you pretend, you can maintain such calmness under the aura of those old guys in Yunlan Sect, that's not something that ordinary people can do."

Famo, not far from Jiaxingtian, heard his words, nodded, and his turbid eyes slowly swept over Xiao Yan. This person was the president of the Alchemist Association of the Jiama Empire and the peak fifth-grade alchemist with the strength of Douhuang.

After a while, he stayed on the latter's face, and suddenly his brow frowned slightly and said, "For some reason, he seems to have a familiar feeling for him."

"Haha, do you feel this way, too?"

Jia Xingtian laughed softly when he heard this, stared at Xiao Yan with deep eyes and said, "Maybe he has seen it somewhere."

The wrinkles on Famo's eyebrows deepened a little, and his eyes were flashing, but he didn't say anything else.

"Hey, old man Nalan, is this the Xiao family boy who almost became your son-in-law of the Nalan family? It doesn't seem like he is as useless as the rumors. There are not many young people I have ever seen."

Mu Chen, who was in the Douwang Realm, turned his head and teased Nalan Jie beside him. He was the head of the Mu family and one of the top ten masters of the Gama Empire.

He smiled a little gloating. A son-in-law who was considered a waste and abandoned, now the tip of the iceberg is far better than a person who is known as a genius.

After hearing Mu Chen's words, Nalan Jie's face looked even more ugly. He cut Mu Chen hard, too lazy to talk nonsense to him, and sneered.

Then he continued to look at the pretty young man, but his thoughts were rolling in his heart.

Although Nalan Jie had known for a long time that Xiao Yan had been away from the name of a waste, the mind and concentration shown by the latter still surprised him.

In addition to being surprised, I could only sigh softly.

When things have come to this point, nothing will help. Nalan Jie can only hope that after the so-called three-year agreement is completed, the grudge between Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran can be eliminated.

If you can get back together, that would be the best.

Of course, Nalan Jie also knew that this was just a luxury.

In his opinion, even if the two of them will not be together in the future, it would be a good thing if Xiao Yan could not target the Nalan family.

At least it will make Nalan Jie feel a little better.

After all, in Nalan Jie's view, the young guy in front of him already has the necessary conditions to become a strong man.

"It seems that I have to send someone to contact the Xiao family!"

Nalan Jie shook his head and sighed in his heart. He was powerless now and could only wait for the result of the three-year agreement.

"Tsk tsk, you old guy, now you know you regret it, right? What did you do earlier?"

Hearing everyone's voice, Xiao Ning on the cloud bed shook her head.

After Nalan Yanran stood up, the dozen white-robed old men in Yunlan Sect on the stone steps slowly opened their eyes.

The eyes were turned to Xiao Yan and looked at each other, all of whom were a little surprised, and the doubts in his heart were no different from those in Nalan Jie and others.

Now, no matter from any aspect, it is impossible to tell that Xiao Yan is the trash of the Xiao family who was ridiculed by that time.

"You... are Xiao Yan of the Xiao family?"

The old man in the white robe, who was located in the center, looked up at Xiao Yan and asked slowly.

When Xiao Yan heard this, he looked at the old man in white robe. He knew in his heart that the old man had a great status in Yunlan Sect. Since he spoke, the old man around him did not speak out.

"I am the great elder of Yunlan Sect, Yunlein."

Before Xiao Yan could answer the conversation, the old man continued, "Today, the sect leader is not here, so this three-year agreement is hosted by me. This competition is intended to be a competition, click..."

"Everyone will live or die, and be in peace."

A voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Yun Leng's words.

Everyone looked at the person who made a sound, and it was Xiao Yan.

"Haha, boy has courage!"

On the top of the tree, some of the strange-tempered old guys couldn't help laughing, and some even gave Xiao Yan a thumbs up.

Nalan Yanran raised her eyes lightly and stared at Xiao Yan. There seemed to be some unconcealed fluctuations in the dark eyes. After a while, she nodded slightly, her voice was cold.

"what ever."

After hearing Nalan Yanran’s reply, Yun Leng frowned slightly, and Xiao Yan’s sudden interruption made the great elder unhappy.

He knew that Xiao Yan had taken off the name of a waste, but Nalan Yanran's talent was also not low, and with the efforts of Yunlan Sect to cultivate, its strength progress was simply rapid.

The two really wanted to fight, but Yunlei didn't like Xiao Yan.

"Young man, leave a thread in everything, but since you have such a request, you can do whatever you want, and your life and death will be in peace."

Yunling waved his hand and said.

Xiao Yan's mouth raised, and he sneered in his heart.

Stay at the forefront of everything?

Back then, Nalan Yanran did so resolutely, but did anyone ask her to stay at the forefront?

Xiao Yan snorted coldly, and his body was full of energy, blowing the dust on the ground. In an instant, a faint blue Dou Qi lingered on the surface of his body.

He stared at Nalan Yanran and said coldly: "The three-year agreement, I, Xiao Yan, came as promised. Today, let's resolve the past grudges. You, Nalan Yanran, gave me the shame that the Xiao family gave me, please return it today!"

Nalan Yanran, who was standing opposite him, had no expression on her face, stretched out her jade hand, and a jade-colored naphthal ring above her finger flashed, a slender light green sword suddenly appeared, the blade tilted, and the sunlight shone, illuminating a cold color.

She sighed and said lightly: "I, Nalan Yanran, have made the decision on my marriage. Even though three years have passed, I don't think I did the wrong thing back then!"

"I have the right to choose my destiny. Maybe at that time, I was inappropriate, but even if time went back, I still chose to do this."

"Improper words?"

Xiao Yan chuckled.

"Does your responsibility be shirked by a light and inappropriate word?"

"You're too simple, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression gradually faded. After a moment, Xiao Yan's feet suddenly took a step forward.

On the hard bluestone slab where he landed, several cracks actually spread under his feet, and the surging blue fighting spirit surged from the surface of Xiao Yan's body.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's start!"

The whole body was as powerful as a rainbow and burst into anger. Xiao Yan could not wait to fight and wash away the shame of that year.

Feeling the powerful fighting spirit on Xiao Yan's body, a trace of surprise flashed in Nalan Yanran's eyes.

The young man who had been ridiculed in the Xiao family back then is really different now.

After thinking about it, her jade hand held the long light green sword tightly, and the light green wind rolled and floated on the sword body.
To be continued...