Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

"So like playing whips? Then I will play with you!" Mu Qingge's cold voice fell, and the phantom cloud whip in his hand also made a silver bell sound, toward The blue Feiyue fell on the ground.

Lan Feiyue's eyes suddenly zoomed in on the whip shadow coming from the attack.

She screamed in horror, "No!" She covered her cheek with her hands, and rolled to the side in embarrassment. However, the magic cloud whip was even faster in Mu Qingge's hands.

Even if she evaded in time, the whip still fell heavily on her back.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!) The blue dress on her body was already covered with dust, and the cloth on her back was torn apart by the whip of the phantom cloud, the flesh and blood was blurred, and the bones were vaguely visible.

The sharp pain in her back caused Lan Feiyue to sweat all over her body. The pain was like a sieve, panicking. Her eyes shot towards Mu Qingge like poison. And Mu Qingge's second whip has quietly fallen.

Lan Feiyue wanted to avoid it in an embarrassing manner, but was already drawn in the waist, and the whole person flew out and slammed it against the wall.

"Puff!" Lan Feiyue fell on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of dirty blood.

Mu Qingge's whip shadow kept falling, Lan Feiyue, like a mouse falling into the hot oil, fled everywhere, but could never escape from the phantom cloud whip.

This is her favorite weapon and has been with her for more than ten years.

Now it falls into the hands of the person he hates most, and such a business hurts himself.

Lan Feiyue let out painful wailing from time to time, not only hated Mu Qingge, but also the phantom cloud whip. The illusion cloud whip was seized and turned into a weapon to hurt herself, like a betrayal in her heart!

...

"Emperor Yuan, isn't this too much!" Patriarch Lan felt sorry for his daughter and couldn't help but pressure Huangfu Haotian.

Huangfu Haotian looked at him, the meaning in his eyes seemed to understand Patriarch Lan's words.

This kind of favoritism made Patriarch Lan ticklish with hate. He resisted the murderous anger and said to Huangfu Haotian: "The little girl has already lost, and Lord Mu still insults a woman in this way. Is this what a big man did?"

Before Huangfu Haotian could speak, Jiang Li's sarcasm voice came over: "Which ear do you hear your daughter say that she admits defeat? Since she did not admit defeat, the match will naturally go on."

"Shut up the demon girl!" Patriarch Lan sternly drank to Jiang Li.

In the blood of the ancient witch kingdom, there is the blood of the beast. This kind of blood has become an inhuman existence in his eyes.

Jiang Li's eyes froze, and killing intent emerged.

Huang Fuhuan immediately warned with a calm face: "Patriarch Lan, you have said it."

Huangfu Haotian's expression was also a little gloomy, and he looked at Patriarch Lan, "I can understand Lan Qing's love for daughters, but I can't anger others. Isn't it like Queen Jiang apologizes?"

Patriarch Lan was turned into a blue and white face. Knowing that it's useless to ask Huangfu Haotian, but he didn't want to apologize to Jiang Li. He just snorted and returned to his seat.

Right now, he only hopes that Mu Qingge will not be too cruel. If he really kills Lan Feiyue, then the Lan family will never die with him!

Patriarch Lan's hand on the arm of the chair already clenched his fist tightly.

The attitude of Patriarch Lan caused a cold light to flash across Huangfu Haotian's eyes. When the cold light dissipated, he turned his eyes to Jiang Li and smiled: "Queen Jiang, don't care, Patriarch Lan will only speak badly when he is in a hurry."

Jiang Li sneered, "It's okay. There is always a chance to ask for this account today."

Her words made Huangfu Haotian and his sons not know how to communicate, so they could only smile. The two secretly exchanged glances, feeling that the Lan family fox had become accustomed to the arrogance of the pretending tiger, and now he was awakened from the dream, but still did not see his seat clearly.

...

Snapped--!

Happiness——!

"what--!"

Although Lan Feiyue is already bruised and bruised at this moment, her proud look is still intact! This is what makes her happy.

However, now her body has been welts criss-crossed, her whole body is bloody, and the sand is mixed with blood to stain the wound, making her filthy. No longer had the strength to resist.

She was lying on the ground, watching Mu Qingge slowly approaching with hatred in her eyes.

When Mu Qingge approached, the sunlight spilt from behind her, forming a shadow in front of her, and Lan Feiyue lay in her shadow.

Lan Feiyue looked at her, panting heavily, with hatred in her eyes.

But Mu Qingge looked cold and stern, and didn't care about the hatred in her eyes, and asked coldly: "You swing my first whip, do you want to destroy my face?"

Although it was a question, the tone of it was affirmation that could not be refuted.

Lan Feiyue's eyes shrank suddenly, she seemed to guess what Mu Qingge would do next!

"No-no-no!" She was horrified in her eyes. When Mu Qingge used the phantom cloud whip to make her feel painful, she didn't show any fear. At this moment, it was revealed.

She shook her head with the last strength, pleading, trying to retreat back to a safe place. Unfortunately, her strength was exhausted and she couldn't move her body at all.

Mu Qingge slowly raised his hand, raising the magic cloud whip in his hand.

She seemed to have deliberately slowed down and gave Lan Feiyue a chance to escape, and she seemed to deliberately humiliate her.

The panic in Lan Feiyue's eyes increased sharply, and she couldn't imagine how life would be worse than death if she was disfigured. Her face is her pride.

If it is ruined in this way, what will she use to win the favor of His Majesty the Holy King in the future?

With a clear whistle, the phantom cloud struck Lan Feiyue's face.

She was so stunned that she could only stare at the falling whip with her eyes wide open.

Snapped--!

"We give up!" Lan Patriarch's voice echoed with the whip.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! She clutched her cheek and rolled on the ground. The flesh has stained her cheeks. But Mu Qingge still stood indifferently.

Her father's words reminded her, she shouted in a trembling voice: "I give up! I give up!"

"Huh--!" Huang Fuhuan let out a suffocating breath, leaning on the back of his chair, his eyes admiringly said: "Mu Xiaojue is really good at it!" It's just a slap in the face!

Of course, in front of Jiang Li, Huang Fuhuan didn't have the courage to say the second half of the sentence.

Jiang Li sneered naturally: "Does it take pity, fragrant, and jade to treat the enemy? The enemy is the enemy, and there is no distinction between male and female."

Her words silenced Huangfuhuan.

For the first time, he seriously looked at the Queen Jiang of the ancient witch country. It seemed that under her distinctive, glamorous and enchanting appearance, the heart that was also different from everyone else was the most exciting.

Her decisiveness, fierceness, as well as a clear-hearted, enthusiastic personality began to attract Huang Fuhuan at this moment.

"What are you looking at? Want to take advantage of the empress?" Jiang Li's eyes widened, and Huangfu glanced viciously.

However, this tone of warning fell in Huang Fuhuan's ears at this time, but it was as irritating and pitiful. He withdrew his eyes silently, as if he didn't want Jiang Li to discover his thoughts.

Lan Feiyue gave in, and the mysterious iron door opened. The Lan family, who had been waiting outside for a long time, rushed in, carried Lan Feiyue and left.

"Wait." Just when the Lan family was about to leave, Mu Qingge suddenly said.

The people of the Lan family, looking at Mu Qingge at this moment, as if they saw a devil, were suddenly stopped by her, one by one frightened out of their bodies.

However, Mu Qingge threw the phantom cloud whip stained with the flesh and blood of Blue Feiyue at their feet, raising his lips and sneered, "Don't forget your eldest lady's whip."

The Lan family hurriedly picked up the magic cloud whip on the ground and escaped from the cage.

Mu Qingge raised his head, raised his chin, and looked at Patriarch Lan on the corridor.

The eyes of the two people collided in mid-air, exploding a spark.

Patriarch Lan snorted coldly, and walked away. She was in a hurry, I am afraid that she would have to rush back to treat Lan Feiyue's injuries.

After he left, Hei Mu and Lou Xuantie exchanged glances secretly, and a strange and cold smile appeared in their eyes at the same time.

...

Tiandu, Blue Mansion.

Lan Feiyue was covered in blood, and was carried into the Blue Mansion without knowing his life or death, frightening everyone in the mansion.

For a while, Lan Mansion became tense.

Patriarch Lan stood outside Lan Feiyue's room, watching the servants in the mansion continue to enter and leave Lan Feiyue's room, and the clean water they carried in turned into blood and was carried out.

There are even some finely chopped meat foam floating on some **** water.

Every time I saw this scene, the hatred in Patriarch Lan's heart increased. The roots of the teeth were bitten by him and it hurts!

After waiting for more than half an hour, he couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled a slave who had just come out of the room and asked, "How is the young lady now?"

The slave servant hurriedly said: "The doctor is still cleaning the wounds and bandaging for the young lady. It's just that the wounds on the young lady's body are too many and too deep, so the treatment is slow. The pill that the family master brought has been taken by the young lady. No worries about life, just...just..."

She suddenly hesitated.

Patriarch Lan frowned and said anxiously: "Just how? If you don't tell me, I will kill you!"

"Patriarch spare your life." The slave servant hurriedly knelt on the ground and bowed his head: "The doctor said, the injury on the lady's body is too deep, especially on the face. She has already seen the skull. If you want the lady to recover as before, leave no scars. You can only ask for a spirit-level Xiuyan Pill from the Medicine Tower."

"The Medicine Tower! The Medicine Tower! The Medicine Tower and the **** surnamed Mu are the same kind of raccoon dog, how can they give me the Yan Pill?" The Lan Patriarch was furious.

"Get out! Get out!" He vented his anger on the servant.

The slave and maid hurried away and dared not delay.

I am afraid that if I slow down a little bit, I will worry about my life.

The spiritual power of Patriarch Lan was extremely tyrannical, he resisted the urge to kill, and walked around with a gloomy face.

Lan Feiyue is the daughter he cultivated with all his hard work. Even if she can't enter the palace, she can have a good future with her beauty and bring back huge benefits for the Lan family.

However, now all expectations have been ruined by Mu Qingge, how could he not hate it?

In the room, on the large carved bed, Lan Feiyue lay peacefully. The two doctors in the Fuzhong are carefully handling her wounds. Now the upper body has been bandaged, and half of her cheeks are also covered with gauze. Only the injuries on his legs are still being cleaned and treated.

After taking the life-saving pill, her life was no longer affected.

However, the physical pain made her unable to rest at ease, and the pictures of her injuries continued to appear in her mind.

After a while, the injuries on her legs were also dealt with. After the doctor asked her to rest in peace, she left the room.

After talking with the doctor, Lan Patriarch wanted to come in and see his daughter, but suddenly there was a message from the outside that there was a visitor.

"What guest? Didn't you see the situation in the mansion now? No!" Lan Patriarch waved annoyedly.

The person who passed the message was frightened hesitating, but he still conveyed what the guest asked for: "Home... Patriarch, the two said that they have a pill to restore the young lady's appearance."

"What are you talking about!" Patriarch Lan appeared in front of the person who passed the message instantly, picked up his clothes, and brought him to his face.

The body was like a sieve, and he kept repeating the words just now.

After hearing clearly again, Patriarch Lan threw the underling in his hand to the ground. A cold light suddenly appeared in the depths of his stern eyes, he thought for a while before he calmed down, "Bring the guests to my study."

The next person retreated immediately.

When Patriarch Lan left, he turned his head and glanced at Lan Feiyue's room before leaving in stride.

Lan Feiyue's yard gradually calmed down after Patriarch Lan left.

Lan Feiyue was lying on the bed, staring at the layers of veils with wide eyes.

At this time, a close-fitting servant girl next to her walked to her bedside with the washed phantom cloud whip in both hands and knelt down, and said softly: "Miss, the phantom cloud whip is clean."

She thought she would get a compliment from the young lady, after all, this is the most beloved weapon of the young lady.

However, when Lan Feiyue heard the three words ‘phantom cloud whip’, she burst out of anger, sat up from the bed regardless of the injury, and fell coldly on her personal servant.

Enveloped by the cold and icy eyes, the close servant shivered for a while, and tremblingly shouted: "Little...Miss..."

Lan Feiyue's eyes suddenly shone sharply, raised her hand to pick up the phantom cloud whip from her, and yanked it at her.

"what--!"

The servant girl was just an ordinary person, who was bought into the Blue Mansion as a servant girl since he was a child. I have never practiced any exercises, how can I stand the whip of Lan Feiyue?

Immediately, she screamed in pain and rolled on the ground holding her body.

Lan Feiyue got up from the bed, ignoring her own movements and tearing the wound, raising the phantom cloud whip to slam the slave servant on the ground fiercely.

It seemed that she had already regarded this servant as Mu Qingge, venting the hatred in her heart.

She flicked fiercely with one whip and one whip, and the blood of the servants had already splashed the room. The poor maid had already lost her breath in this process.

Others who were serving Lan Feiyue didn't dare to approach at all, and could only reduce their sense of existence in self-defense. I was afraid that I would become the next person Lan Feiyue would use to vent his anger.

After pumping for half an hour, Lan Feiyue's wounds had been broken open a lot, she panted, and threw the phantom cloud whip in her hand on the ground on the ground.

"Bring the phantom cloud whip and this cheap maid out to burn it!" Lan Feiyue said coldly.

The cruel appearance is completely different from her exquisitely beautiful appearance.

The servants hiding by the side looked at the muddy flesh on the ground that couldn't see their faces, and no one dared to approach them.

Lan Feiyue said bitterly: "Why, do you want to be like her?" The cold eyes swept across, and the servants could only endure the fear and nausea in their hearts, closing their eyes and starting to clean up the blood stains in the room.

Lan Feiyue lay down again and said coldly, "Call the doctor."

The servants didn't dare to delay, so they had to call the doctor back to bandage Lan Feiyue's wound again.

After she calmed down, she asked, "Where is my father?"

The slave and maid said carefully: "The master seems to be seeing guests in the study."

"Meeting guests?" Lan Feiyue's voice suddenly became a little bit louder. "I'm hurt like this, he still wants to meet guests?"

The slave servant hurried to kneel and said hurriedly: "The young lady calmed down. The Patriarch didn't plan to see it, but they heard that they had a medicine that could restore the young lady's appearance, so she hurried to see it." She heard what she had heard. Speak out quickly.

The pill that can restore your appearance!

With a heartbeat, Lan Feiyue subconsciously raised her hand to stroke her bandaged cheek.

Thinking of her appearance being destroyed, Lan Feiyue's hatred rose again. At this moment, she wished to kill all the people who had seen her ugly appearance!

When the killing intent emerged in her heart, she tried to restrain it.

She said to the slave and maid: "dress me."

The maidservant looked at her in surprise, "Miss, the doctor said you want to rest, and you can't do more activities!"

Lan Feiyue's cold eyes swept over, and the slave servant hurriedly fell silent.

She didn't dare to say more, she took the clothes Lan Feiyue usually wears and changed it for her.

After getting dressed, Lan Feiyue walked towards his father's study.

At this time, there was also a strange silence in Patriarch Lan's study.

In the huge study room, besides Patriarch Lan, there were two others. And these two people are not unfamiliar, it is Heimu and Lou Xuantie.

The silence of Patriarch Lan seemed to be thinking about their proposal.

The two looked at each other, and Lou Xuan said, "Patriarch Lan, as long as the Lan family is willing to help, we will immediately offer Xiuyan Pill. Besides, once things are done, it will be good for the Lan family."

Their proposal moved the Lan Patriarch's heart.

But he was still a little worried, "His Majesty Saint King seemed to look at Mu Xiao **** differently. If we really join forces to kill him, wouldn't His Majesty be angered?"

Hei Mu grinned his lips and revealed an unsightly smile, "I thought Patriarch Lan was worried about something. There are crises in that place. How many geniuses have fallen in every Linchuan meeting? At that time, the surname Mu will die. In it, as long as we do a little bit of concealment and clean up all the insiders, who will know how he died? As for His Majesty the King, his old man is nothing more than love. When the surname Mu is dead, he will Are you embarrassing you and me for a dead person? Don’t forget, we represent the two major forces in Linchuan, as well as a family. How do you compare to us for a small child?"

Patriarch Lan pursed his lips, his expression seems to be loose.

Lou Xuantie struck the iron while it was hot, "Why is Patriarch Lan hesitating? Miss Feiyue almost died in the hands of the little beast today. Is it possible that you have to wait until the little beast really does something that is infuriating between people and gods before you make up your mind? "

"How many people came from your family?" Patriarch Lan hesitated.

Hei Mu and Lou Xuantie looked at each other, but did not answer his question.

Hei Mu just said: "If Patriarch Lan agrees to our proposal and promises to join hands with us, we will only tell you everything. At the moment, we can only say that the manpower we prepare, even if there are ten Mu Qingge, will be difficult. Run away!"

Patriarch Lan's eyes lit up, and his heart was shaken.

Lou Xuantie smiled and said, "Patriarch Lan will seriously consider it again."

At this time, there was a voice outside the door, "Don't think about it, as long as it's about killing Mu Qingge, my Lan family will never back down."

The three people in the room followed the prestige and saw Lan Feiyue push the door with gauze on her face. In the cuffs and placket of her dress, blood-soaked gauze was looming.

Seeing her walk in, Hei Mu and Lou Xuantie both shouted: "Miss Lan."

"Fei Yue, you don't have a good rest, why did you run out?" Patriarch Lan frowned.

Lan Feiyue walked to her father's side and said to him: "Father, Namu Qingge has insulted me so far. If you don't get revenge, how do you let your daughter behave?"

"My father will carefully consider this matter, you don't need to worry." Lan Patriarch said solemnly.

"What else to consider?" Lan Feiyue's voice became sharp. Hately said: "He is just a pariah from a third-class country. What is there to worry about? Luckily, he has some talents. Do you really think that His Majesty the Holy King will put such a person in his heart? He will die if he dies. There are more geniuses underneath!"

"Fei Yue!" Patriarch Lan said displeased. He did care about His Majesty the Holy King. He didn't want to make a move when he didn't figure out the relationship between His Majesty the Holy King and Mu Qingge.

He really hated Mu Qingge, and he wished to skin her and tear her apart, in order to behave like You.

Of course, besides being Lan Feiyue's father, he was also the head of the Lan family. He must consider the interests of the Lan family as the priority, and even, when necessary, he can sacrifice Lan Feiyue.

"Father! Why did you carefully nurture your daughter? Is it possible that now you can watch Namu Qingge take away everything that should belong to the daughter and belong to the Lan family? Without him, His Majesty the Holy King could see me At that time, our Lan family will be the most glorious family in the entire Linchuan Continent. The Saint Yuan Empire is not worth mentioning. If you are so hesitant and miss the opportunity. In the future, if he really clings to His Majesty the Holy King, it will How to start? Our enemies can only endure like this?" Lan Feiyue shouted sharply.

Her appearance made Hei Mu and Lou Xuantie instantly relax.

It seems that the original mission to convince the Lan Patriarch was automatically taken over by Lan Feiyue.

The two remained silent tacitly, and let Lan Feiyue continue to persuade Lan Patriarch.

Lan Feiyue also fell silent because of Lan Feiyue's words. It seems to be doing the last struggle.

Lan Feiyue said again: "Father, huge benefits are accompanied by huge risks. If you want to develop the Lan family, then there are some risks that you have to take. How can you lead the Lan family to the top? "

Patriarch Lan’s eyes suddenly sharpened, and finally made up his mind, nodded and said: "Okay! Now that you have reached the point where you live and die, then my Lan family will take this risk! Kill the beast surnamed Mu, and my sky will be bright and clear. , And avoid your Majesty the Holy King being deceived by the villain!"

"This is the father I know!" Lan Feiyue smiled upon seeing the goal achieved.

Although, her smile at the moment looked extremely ugly and hideous.

After the three parties reached a consensus, Lan Feiyue immediately looked at Heimu and Lou Xuan Railway: "Two, my father has agreed to cooperate, what about the pill that you promised to give me?"

At the thought of regaining her appearance, Lan Feiyue felt a little desperate.

He Mu took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it to Lan Feiyue.

She couldn't wait to remove the cap of the bottle, and a strong pill fragrant floated out of it.

"This Xiuyan Pill was bought three years ago by our Sect Master himself at the Medicine Tower and spent a lot of money. Our Ten Thousand Beast Sect has been with spirit beasts all day long, and occasionally disciples are torn apart by spirit beasts, just to prevent Just in case, I have prepared this Yan Yan Dan." Hemu explained.

Lan Feiyue didn't listen to Kuromu's words.

She just knew that this pill would restore her ugly, damaged appearance.

Without much thought, she poured the pill in the bottle into her mouth.

The pill melted in the mouth, and instantly flowed into her limbs.

Gradually, a force rose from her dantian and slowly climbed up to the injured area of ​​her cheek, causing a tingling sensation from her wound.

Just when she subconsciously raised her hand to grab it, Kuroki's voice came: "Miss Feiyue, don't grab it. You only need to go back to rest for a night, sleep, and tomorrow you will find that your appearance will return to the original state, and More radiant."

Hearing Kuroki's words, Lan Feiyue felt like she lowered her hand.

She had no interest in staying in the study, and after hurriedly saying goodbye to her father, she returned to her direction. According to what Kuroki said, lie down and sleep, and when she wakes up, she is still the number one beauty in the sky!

Hei Mu and Lou Xuantie continued to stay in Patriarch Lan's study, discussing all aspects and details of killing Mu Qingge.

This time, they have made up their minds, and if they don’t, they will die.

...

The second round of the Linchuan Meeting has been going on for four days and three nights.

Mu Qingge didn't play for the next three days except for the first day. Because, as long as she enters the cage, no one will go in again looking for abuse.

And if she only went in when she saw someone in the cage, then the people who went in before had also fled and didn't fight her at all.

Such a boring game made Mu Qingge disappointed, and simply stopped going to participate, sitting outside obediently, waiting for Shen Bicheng to appear.

Another night came.

In the valley, lighting torches were lit.

And in the sky above the cage, I don't know what treasure the Saint Yuan Empire's imperial family took out, and it can actually float above the five cages, emitting light, like the day, without affecting the night game.

However, these people participating in the competition are not hard-pressed after all.

At night, people's fatigue will be more apparent than in daytime. Therefore, even if the cage of the game is like daylight, the number of games that enter the cage at night is much less than during the day.

Most of the time, contestants from various countries sit in the corner of the valley to meditate.

The number of matches in the second round is not limited.

So even if everyone rests at night, no one will say wrong.

Mu Qingge woke up from the meditation, just to hear the footsteps of two different people. She opened her eyes and looked up. The sky had gradually brightened, and the night had passed again. The people who came to her were Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei.

In the past few days, the two have also participated in their own country's competitions. The results are both winners and losers, but in general, the winners outweigh the losses. With the current points, they still bite the tail of the second-class countries, and there is not much difference.

And Qin State is still far ahead.

With Longyawei, the third-class countries have no disadvantages in front of the second-class countries, and naturally there are very few points reductions.

"What's the matter?" Mu Qingge couldn't help raising his eyebrows as he watched the two sitting down around him.

Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei exchanged glances, and finally Zhao Nanxing said, "Go on at our current pace. After the game, although our two countries are still at the bottom, they will not be thrown too far. Then the most important thing is. It’s the last round."

Mu Qingge listened quietly to his words, and nodded almost impossible to find.

Feng Yufei continued: "The third round is to enter a trial space for trials. There is no limit to the number of countries that can enter. I have inquired before that this trial space seems to have been specially captured by His Majesty the Holy King with great supernatural powers. Inside is a real world, with a vast area. According to the rules, our task is to find tokens that have been buried in it beforehand. Teams can **** each other and protect against attacks from spirit beasts. In the end, whoever gets more tokens , For ranking. Similarly, according to different rankings, different points are given."

‘The space taken by Si Mo? Mu Qingge was shocked.

After that, she said regretfully, ‘It’s a pity that Si Mo is not here. If he is, you can also ask him about the trial space. Before entering the trial space, all countries will definitely try their best to inquire about the situation inside. If she does this, it will not be considered cheating.

"We want to say, in the third round, should we bring everyone in? Strive for the greatest possible victory!" Zhao Nanxing finished speaking, looking at Mu Qingge's eyes.

Mu Qingge pressed her lips lightly, and said in a deep voice, "I will bring all the three hundred dragon teeth guards who followed me. Since it is very big, there is one more person, so naturally there is one more opportunity." She didn't. She would be so stupid that she would only take a few people in. By then, she would not be able to search a small area in seven days, and she would cry.

Besides, since there is no limit to the number of people in the rules, why is she polite?

She opened her mouth, and Zhao Nanxing nodded her head. "The people under me are not as good as your Dragon Tooth Guard, but they can still be helpful if they search for tokens. I will also bring three hundred people in. "

"In this case, I will also bring three hundred people. Our three countries add up to 900 people. When they are together, it is a force." Feng Yufei said.

Neither she nor Zhao Nanxing mentioned how the three countries would distribute the tokens after finding the tokens.

Because they trust Mu Qingge to make the best distribution.

"I'll go with you too." Suddenly, not far behind, Jiang Li's voice came.

Mu Qingge turned to look at her, Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei also looked up at the same time.

"What are you going to join in the fun?" Mu Qingge frowned.

Jiang Li shrugged and sat next to Mu Qingge, "Anyway, I'm bored outside, so I might as well go in and see with you. I don't bring anyone else, it's not a violation of the rules to follow you, Lord Mu. Besides, with my help, maybe you can find a few more tokens."

"Decided?" Mu Qingge asked.

Jiang Li nodded decisively.

Knowing that once Jiang Li decides, it is difficult to change. It didn't affect anything anyway, Mu Qingge didn't say anything, just let her go.

Mu Qingge thought for a while and asked Jiang Li, "Do you have any information about that trial space?"

"You treat me as your intelligence station!" Jiang Lijiao said angrily.

But I honestly said what I knew: "I haven't been to that trial space, but I've heard from the elderly in the clan. This trial space was indeed taken by His Majesty the Holy King with great magic power."

Speaking of Si Mo, Jiang Li looked at Mu Qingge ambiguously, seeing her extremely uncomfortably.

"No one knows how wide it is. But before entering, Emperor Yuan will give each country a map. The place drawn on this map is the area where the token is located. Other areas, if they are not marked on the map, represent It's dangerous, and there won't be a token there." Jiang Li said.

"Does the danger refer to the spirit beast?" Mu Qingge asked.

Jiang Li nodded. The expression between her eyebrows became somewhat solemn, and she said seriously: "The old man in the clan said that the spirit beasts in the trial space seem to be different from those seen in Linchuan. Not so much spirit beasts, those hideous appearances They are more like fierce beasts. They are raised in the trial space, but they are untamed and cruel. The samurai below the green realm of humans seem to be torn in front of these fierce beasts. Moreover, these fierce animals The beasts are in groups, get one, maybe a race is waiting for you. Tsk tsk~!"

Jiang Li slowly shook his head and looked at Mu Qingge: "The trial space is limited by cultivation level, and you can only enter from the blue stage to the peak of the purple stage. Those with a low cultivation base will only die, and the agility period beyond the peak of the purple stage is strong. If you enter, it’s okay if there is no fighting. Once you fight, the space may become unstable or even fragmented. Therefore, if your group of people have not reached the blue realm, it is better not to bring them in."

Jiang Li's words silenced the three of them.

Mu Qingge was okay, the three hundred Dragon Tooth Guards were all blue realm cultivation bases, so there was no need to lose anyone. However, Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei are different. The people under their hands are not as powerful as Longyawei. Only a few have entered the green realm, and most of the rest are in the green and yellow realms.

Zhao Nanxing smiled bitterly: "It seems that in this third round, our two countries have to rely on the little Lord Sir!"

When he was half joking, Feng Yufei chuckled and covered his lips and said: "Our third-class country, who doesn't know the little Sir Alex now? I'm afraid that if she is willing to raise her arms and say that the third-class borders will be unified, it won't cost much. A soldier can also do it. If we don't rely on her, who else do we rely on?"

Mu Qingge was ridiculed by the two of them, and laughed: "You too praised me too much. If you want to unify the third-class borders, the battle will still be fought. But what is the point even if it is unified? Who will manage it? Anyway? I will not do this drudgery!"

"You, you, everyone wants to be on the supreme throne, but you just sneered." Feng Yufei smiled helplessly.

Mu Qingge teased her: "I have a heavy responsibility, and I will leave Linchuan sooner or later. If I stay and become the emperor, what can you do with Mu Yilang?"

"You!" Mentioning the person in his heart, Feng Yufei, who has always been like an iron lady, also showed a tender and shy side.

Jiang Li curiously asked: "What Mu Yi? Is it the wife of Princess Feng?"

The smile on Feng Yufei's face slowly faded.

The story of her and Mu Yi is well known in Li Guo. This is her heart knot. Although it doesn't matter to mention it, if she wants to remember her and Mu Yi again, she will still feel pain in her heart.

However, the person who asked was Jiang Li. She also had a good impression of the queen of the ancient witch kingdom, so she didn't mind repeating the story between her and Mu Yi.

Even including the agreement between her and Mu Qingge, she spoke out without hesitation.

After listening to Feng Yufei’s story, Jiang Li exclaimed: "You are so infatuated!" Then, she looked at Mu Qingge and said to her: "Qingge, wait for you to find Mu Yi, if he is If the love is excusable, let's forget it. If he transfers his love and does something to sorry Mrs. Feng, you must teach him severely!"

Mu Qingge hasn't spoken yet.

Feng Yufei's words came over: "I believe Mu Yi will not lie to me."

"Oh, it's really a passionate hatred since ancient times." Zhao Nanxing sighed.

His sentimental look caused Jiang Li to sneer in disdain. Mu Qingge joked, "Senior Brother Zhao is thinking of Senior Sister Shang?"

Zhao Nanxing was also not embarrassed, and nodded frankly: "Yes! But, King Xiang has a dream goddess Wuxin. I really don't know when I will enter Zisu's heart."

After speaking, he gave Mu Qingge a bitter look.

For this ‘rival of love’, he really couldn’t make any fire!

Mu Qingge understood the meaning in his eyes, concealed it with a fake cough, and encouraged him: "The so-called sincerity is the best way to go. As long as Brother Zhao does not give up, one day, Senior Sister Shang will be moved and let her see you. Good."

"I hope so!" Zhao Nanxing said.

Several people chatted casually, the sky was already bright, and many people slowly woke up from meditation, began to move their muscles and bones, and prepared for today's competition.

After a while, Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei also went to prepare.

Jiang Li stayed, accompanied by Mu Qingge, and asked, "Will that crazy man come? It's been more than half of this time. He hasn't shown up yet, what is his sense of mystery?"

Her dissatisfaction made Mu Qingge smile.

In many cases, Jiang Li is more concerned about her admiration for Qingge than her own.

Perhaps this is the so-called ‘girlfriend’.

In her previous life, she had only comrades-in-arms, superiors, enemies, such simple and rude social relationships. But in this life, she was fortunate enough to have family, friends, even girlfriends, and... Si Mo.

Suddenly thinking of this man, Mu Qingge's eyes drooped with a soft light that was too faint to be discovered.

Although they were in the palace that day, the two of them had time to say more in the future, and even the relationship between them had not been clear. However, just as she said to Jiang Li, this man belongs to her, and can only be hers!

Just when Mu Qingge fell into thinking of Si Mo, a shadow suddenly fell from the sky and enveloped her.

The disturbed Mu Qingge raised his head dissatisfied, but met Shen Bicheng's eyes full of warlike beasts.

"I'm here!" Shen Bicheng said to Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge condensed the seductive heart, and slowly stood up.

Jiang Li also stood up and accused Shen Bicheng: "Hey, you took the initiative to make an appointment. Why do you mean that you only appeared now?"

"Something is delayed." Shen Bicheng explained briefly. But his eyes never left Mu Qingge's body.

Mu Qingge smiled faintly, raised his hand and flicked his slightly wrinkled brocade robe, and said to him: "Let's go."

Shen Bicheng did not delay for a moment, turned around and walked towards a cage that had just been opened and no one had entered.