"Ningyue, you are awake. If you continue to fall into a coma like this, you will not be able to hold on!"

Murong Ningyue felt very familiar when she heard this voice. She turned around and found that it was an old beggar. When she saw the old beggar Murong Ningyue, she couldn't help but ask: "What's going on? Did I faint? Then the new gods should have lost, right?"

Speaking of this, Murong Ningyue's face couldn't help but feel a little sad. Although Murong Ningyue had no regrets about her previous performance, she still felt a little lonely when she thought of losing and Xiao Menghan's regret.

But the old beggar said at this time: "Ningyue, you didn't lose. You won the last competition. This time, you are the well-deserved champion of the new god competition!"

"How is that possible?"

Murong Ningyue widened her eyes in surprise. She clearly remembered that although she killed all the hundreds of gods, Xiao Muyun was still unscathed.

At that time, he was already unconscious, and Xiao Muyun could win the championship without any effort. How could he win?

The old beggar knew the confusion in Murong Ningyue's heart and sighed: "I really didn't expect that Xiao Menghan was a bastard, but his son was actually a hero. After you were unconscious, Xiao Muyun took the initiative to walk out of the arena. Even if he left the field, he would automatically admit defeat. Therefore, you will still be the winner."

Murong Ningyue was shocked when she heard this. She never expected Xiao Muyun to do this no matter what, but Xiao Muyun was obviously from the Xuehong Sect and Xiao Menghan's son, so he had no reason to do this!

At this time, Murong Ningyue couldn't wait to find Xiao Muyun and asked clearly why Xiao Muyun did this.

But when Murong Ningyue was about to get up, she felt her limbs become weak and her whole body fell back to the bed.

The old beggar hurriedly said, "Ningyue, don't move. Your body is very weak now. You have to recuperate for a while before you can get back to normal. Now, there are a few things you need to ask you for, and you must answer honestly!"

Seeing that the old beggar's expression suddenly became very serious, Murong Ningyue couldn't help but say with a righteous face: "Master, just ask, as long as you can say it, I will never hide it!"

"Okay! I will ask you first, besides the strange fire, is there another divine object on you that can emit soul attacks?"

Murong Ningyue knew that what the old beggar said must be the soul fire, so she nodded immediately and said, "Not bad! I do have such a divine object."

The old beggar showed such a look, and then asked, "Then I will ask you again, is your control over the strange fire and the divine object close to the limit?"

Murong Ningyue fell into thinking after hearing this. Because of the existence of the Ronghuo Art, Murong Ningyue was very skilled in controlling the strange fire.

But Murong Ningyue still remembers that in that mysterious space, the strange fire on her body suddenly became uncontrollable and there was a mysterious voice.

As for the soul fire, Murong Ningyue has never been able to fully control it. Soul Fire has its own consciousness. Although Soul Fire still obeys its own command most of the time, if Soul Fire causes a rebellion, Murong Ningyue has no choice.
Chapter completed!