It was a ring that represented supremeness, but after the death of the leader of the Rose of Death, the ring was not found on his body.

Ji Xiuran frowned slightly, why did that pair of rings fall into Wuyou's hands?

The only thing Ji Xiuran knew was that the previous leader of the Rose of Death had some relationship with the Nie family and seemed to be a distant relative.

In that war, the Nie family also played the role of exterminating relatives for justice and participated in the beheading operation to encircle and suppress Death Rose.

"What is the connection between these and what do they represent..."

Ji Xiuran murmured, but his face became even paler.

Seeing this, Haitang looked a little anxious: "Xiuran, don't think about it, take a rest first..."

This man's body was beginning to be unable to hold on any longer.

"Do you have paper and pen?"

Ji Xiuran asked.

"Yes, yes, but Xiuran, your body..."

Ah Chen's face was full of worry.

"No problem, bring me a pen and paper." Ji Xiuran said.

Hearing the sound, Ah Chen sighed. He knew in his heart that no one could change what Ji Xiuran decided.

In desperation, Ah Chen could only take out a pen and paper.

"The mysterious person...the ring, the direct lineage...what is the connection between these three."

Ji Xiuran held a pen and quickly wrote down questions on the yellowed paper.

Nowadays, one of the threats to Wuyou is the Martial Arts Alliance Guild, and the other is the direct lineage.

To be precise, he is the mysterious person who can freely enter and exit the direct lineage.

The mysterious man is interested in the ring in Wuyou's hand, so she is hunted down.

At this stage, the biggest threat is still the mysterious man.

The Martial Arts Alliance is in the light, while the mysterious man is in the dark, like a poisonous snake, cold and gloomy.

After writing down a series of connections on the paper, Ji Xiuran's expression suddenly changed.

Some past events come to mind.

"Could it be..."

Ji Xiuran frowned deeply, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Haitang stared at Ji Xiuran, and was about to say something, but found that Ji Xiuran had torn the densely written yellow paper into pieces.

The next second, a shocking trace of blood spilled from the corner of Ji Xiuran's mouth.

"Xiuren!"

Haitang supported Ji Xiuran.

This man is burning his life. What on earth is he doing? He can even ignore his own life!

"Haitang, Emperor Ji!"

At this moment, Master Li broke in and said hurriedly: "Not long after he came in, a young boy named Si Xia couldn't stand being locked up in prison, so he actually swam away and escaped. What a coincidence, he was escaping.

On the way, I actually discovered the resource library of the Martial Arts Alliance Guild, which contains a large number of medicines!"

"Maybe... it's no longer useful."

Haitang's expression was complicated: "Xiuren's body...maybe...can no longer be maintained by just relying on drugs. Master Li, you should know better than me."

After hearing Haitang's words, the expressions of everyone present quickly darkened.

Indeed, as Haitang said, Ji Xiuran had actually developed resistance to the drug. His body had deteriorated so severely that even without drug resistance, the side effects of the drug were enough to kill Ji Xiuran.

Ji Xiuran took a deep breath, then took out the pen and paper again and wrote a long paragraph. Then he folded the paper and put it in his arms.

"Thank you for your company over the years."
Chapter completed!