Chapter 1838: I want to name Bai Ye

The vigorous breath of life poured into Shen Baiyi's body.
I saw that the wound in Shen Baiyi's heart began to repair little by little, and the crushed heart began to grow and heal little by little.
And his anger that was about to evaporate slowly became stronger.
Seeing this scene, Mo Ziyun and the people at Zizhu Pavilion were all excited.
Only Bing Yunyan felt something was wrong.
She stared at Bai Ye blankly, her brain was blank, and the melon seeds in her head were full of Bai Ye's indifference, revealing a trace of cold words.
The last shot...
the last time...
why?
Why is it the last time?
Why does Bai Ye say this?
Didn't he say that he was not angry with Shen Baiyi and Qin Jiyue? Why did he say that he was the last time he shot?
Could it be that... he was angry with me?
Bing Yunyan felt a pain in his heart, and he trembles involuntarily, his body is even more unstable, he staggers back a few steps...
"Senior Sister!"
A female disciple of Bing Xintang hurriedly held Bing Yunyan and looked at her in confusion, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay..." Bing Yunyan's tone has become very weak, and the whole person seems to be stunned.
"You are too tired. Sit down and rest." The female disciple said with concern.
Bing Yunyan hesitated, her beautiful eyes full of sorrow and complexity, looking at Bai Ye's back, twisting and lightly nodded before sitting down.
However, at this moment, she suddenly seemed to be aware of something, and she was taken aback for a moment, looking into the distance.
Just such a glance... Bingyunyan was struck by lightning!
She stared at the front blankly, staring blankly, the person was motionless, like petrified.
I don't know how long it has been...
"No...no...can't do this...no, it won't be like this..."
Bing Yunyan shivered, her beautiful eyes were round, her small face was bloodless.
"Ice girl?"
Mo Ziyun, who was still immersed in the joy that Shen Baiyi was about to resurrect, saw Bing Yunyan's gaffe, and immediately became curious, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?"
However... Bing Yunyan did not speak.
She only looked at the front and the distance, as if she didn't hear Mo Ziyun's voice at all.
Mo Ziyun and Qin Jiyue and the others were curiously curious, and followed her gaze.
It was also a glance, everyone was stunned.
At the seat of the Waizong opposite, Li Pokun, Yimeng Changjun, Lingxi Swordsman, Li Guyi, Insight Guanzhu, Natian Lao and other supreme powers and overlords, almost without exception, all stared at this side.
Watching the white night!
They looked at the wolf, as if to swallow the white night with their eyes.
Everyone is very dedicated!
"Could it be that..."
Mo Ziyun murmured her lips, and she was completely confused.
At this moment, people finally understood what Bai Ye meant.
"Now, should you understand?"
Bai Ye put his hand down and stopped urging the magic circle.
He looked at Shen Baiyi, who was gradually opening his eyes on the magic circle, and said calmly: "I used the magic circle to heal painted ghosts, Liu Shoudao and others. It has been noticed by those outside sects. I... In their eyes, I am not Elder Murong. If I have the status of an elder, they can't help me, but I am a disciple...a disciple of the Soul Martial Hall. It stands to reason that the elder cannot be named.. . And I... is within the scope of the roll call qualification!"
With the fall of this sentence, the previous Chen Huru once again appeared on stage.
And his first sentence on stage was to shout at Yun Qingye:
"Elder Yun, I want to start a roll call!"
This sound was like a thunderbolt in the blue sky, hitting Bing Yunyan's body...
"Do not..."
Bing Yunyan shouted almost madly.
She pushed away the female disciple who was supporting her, staggered and staggered, and grabbed Bai Ye's arm. The teardrops continued to slide down like pearls...
"I killed you... Bai Ye, I killed you..."
Bing Yunyan cried in pain, very regretful.
"Why is it so..."
Mo Ziyun also hung her head.
As for capturing Jiyue, she had long been stunned on the spot.
It turned out that Bai Ye had long known that he had been targeted by someone from the outside sect, so he didn't want to make a move so as not to be called by someone from the outside sect.
"Miss..."
Shaoyao hurriedly grabbed Jiyue's arm, and eagerly shouted: "Miss, you must think of a way, you must think of a way to save Young Master Bai, please, please..."
"I... how do I save him..."
Jiyue was a little at a loss, and her eyes were filled with unbearable and hesitation.
"Miss..." Shaoyao knelt directly, his eyes flushed.
Qin Jiyue did not say a word.
She is not even as strong as Bai Ye, and it is not her capture home here, what can she do?
"White Night... I'm sorry..."
Mo Ziyun hesitated, walked over, and said hoarsely: "I didn't expect...this could be the reason..."
"The matter is over, it's useless to say anything." Bai Ye shook his head.
"Sorry..."
Mo Ziyun said in a low voice.
Bai Ye retracted his gaze, suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and asked: "Elder Mo, let me ask you one thing, if I told you the reason before, would you still ask me to save Shen Baiyi?"
When Mo Ziyun heard it, people were already stunned. He opened his mouth and shook his head bitterly: "Yes, but, I will only ask you one sentence... If you don't save it, I won't say the second sentence. "
"is it?"
Bai Ye nodded and said calmly: "If this is the case, then I can't save Shen Baiyi in vain."
Mo Ziyun heard the sound and looked at him inexplicably: "What do you mean by this?"
But when Bai Ye looked at Chen Huru on the ring, he calmly said, "Don’t be too sad. You can’t blame you for this matter. Maybe, I shouldn’t have come to this battle of sects, but since it’s here, this is going to be a battle. ...I’m not afraid! If it’s really about life and death, even if you knock your heads, I won’t do anything!"
"White night..." Bing Yunyan Lihua looked at the person in front of him with rain.
"Senior Sister Bing, don't be sad, just sit there and I will deal with it."
Bai Ye calmly said.
Until now, he wouldn't blame anyone, because it's no use to blame anyone now.
Bing Yunyan's eyes were reddish, but the tears could not stop, his eyes filled with pain and regret.
No one noticed, her fingers had already pierced the palm of her hand...
At this moment, Chen Huru on the ring turned around and looked towards the logistics department.
In the gaze of the audience, Chen Huru raised his hand, the corners of his mouth raised, pointing to the white night here, and said with a light smile: "Elder Yun, I want to name and challenge...It is the disciple of Noble Sect Soul Wutang! white night!"