Ghost King’s Medical Consort Chapter 886: Gorgeous Ignore【3】

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He’s no ordinary man. Mu Rutian moved her lips, but after all, she didn’t say this sentence, why should she explain it for Nalan Jing? I don’t know why, seeing him being misunderstood by Moshang Fengling, I felt an inexplicable joy in my heart.

What a strange feeling! !

Is he jealous of Nalan Jing?

But why is he jealous of Nalan Jing? Is it because he is better than himself?

Mu Rutian shook his head, it was wrong to be so jealous, but he just didn’t want to explain for Nalan Jing.

Moshang Fengchi snorted coldly and didn’t speak any more. In her opinion, a woman who is in love has zero IQ, and it is useless to persuade her, because one of her heart has been trapped. If you talk about it again , other people think you are trying to destroy their relationship.

Actually, the wind chimes on Moshang were really misunderstood.

Mu Qianyue is too lazy to explain, how can someone who is hurt by love easily trust another person?

Time will tell!

Soon the competition for the Dream Language Order began, hosted by the two most powerful people, one was an eighth-order emperor warrior, and the other was a seventh-order emperor warrior. City, so this time the two of them decided to give up the chance to compete for the competition to the juniors.

There are two others who also gave up entering the City of Dreams. The strength of these two people has reached the realm of ninth-order gods and warriors, and they chose to retreat.

This made a lot of people overjoyed, so there were four fewer competitors, and now there are forty people vying for twenty Dreamwords.

Basically, it is a two-to-two competition, and the battle is drawn by lot. There are a total of 20 wooden lots, ranging from No. 1 to No. 20.

If you draw the same number of words on it, for example, two people who have drawn the number one lottery, it is a battle between the two of them.

Mu Qianyue drew No. 11, Nalan Jing drew No. 8, Moshang Fengchi drew No. 2, Mu Lingheng drew No. 15, and Mu Rutian drew No. 15 The number 16 was drawn, and the five draws were different.

But fortunately it’s different, otherwise it’s really hard to fight, let the other side, it’s not good to let go, it’s not good to let it go.

This is the best way to go now.

Because Moshang Fengchi was drawn No. 2, it was her turn to play soon. Her opponent was a sixth-order Emperor Martial Artist, a young man who seemed to be in his forties.

When he saw the wind chimes on Moshang, his eyes lit up and he said with a smile, “Where is this beauty from? Why haven’t I seen it before on the ancient ninth floor? Well, although this is the first time I’ve seen it, it seems But there is a sense of familiarity.”

Moshang Fengchi had a cold expression, and looked at the man with disdain and sternness in his eyes, “Have you seen it before?”

When the words fell, a gloomy aura emanated from her body and rushed away.

The man’s face changed greatly, and he shouted in disbelief, “You you are a mad woman?”

What? Is she a mad woman?

The crowd watching the battle all of a sudden showed a look of horror on their faces, staring hard at their eyes, as funny as they looked!

Obviously they didn’t believe the woman in front of them was a mad woman!

Who has never seen a mad woman! That’s one ugly, lame, weird woman!

And in front of me, this is clearly a beautiful woman with alluring looks and charm~!

But the voice she spoke, and the breath on her body, was indeed a lunatic! !

After spending so long in the ancient ninth floor together, you can still distinguish the breath and voice of the mad woman!

But what’s going on here? Why does the mad woman look so good all of a sudden? Not only the scar on the face is gone, but even the lame leg is not lame?

“Humph!” Moshang Fengling snorted coldly as an answer, moved his body, and started to fight, but his attack was ruthless and accurate, even if the opponent was a sixth-order emperor martial artist, one rank higher than her, but in her hands there was no sign of it. No fighting back!

This time it surprised everyone!

Mu Qianyue’s eyes also showed deep shock, she never thought that Moshang Wind Chime was so powerful! Where is this competition, it is clearly a one-sided abuse!

With Moshang Fengchi’s strength, she quickly obtained a dream language order, which was extremely easy. She was not weak before, but her movement was restricted due to her inconvenience in her legs and feet. Now that he has recovered, his strength has naturally improved.

In the crowd, Yan Qingya, who was also watching the battle, showed a hint of coldness on her face. She didn’t expect Mu Qianyue to cure the wind chimes on Moshang and let her follow her! This is a miscalculation…

It didn’t take long before it was Nalan Jing’s turn. His opponent was a fourth-order emperor warrior, so when that person met Nalan Jing, he was excited for a long time. After all, there was a third-order difference in strength. That young lad would be his opponent.

But when the battle is together, he realizes that he thinks too much! !

Although Nalanjing only has a first-order emperor warrior, his strength is extremely deep. He can even be equal to the fourth-order emperor warrior, and has the upper hand. After a while, he won the victory and obtained the dream language order.

This scene surprised everyone, and there was a lot of discussion around, and the eyes that looked at Nalan Jing were full of shock.

I can’t believe that Nalan Jing’s strength is so terrible at such a young age!

“Little girl, it seems that your man is not weak.” Moshang Fengling praised for the first time.

The corners of Mu Qianyue’s lips curved slightly, “That is, can my man be bad?”

Moshang Fengling immediately gave her a wide-eyed look. Why didn’t she see that this little girl was so thick-skinned and so narcissistic before?

The game continued, and after a while, the referee on the stage shouted, “No. 11.”

A pink figure flew up to the competition stage, her dress fluttered, her ink hair fluttered, and the diamond-shaped mark between her eyebrows looked even more enchanting in the sunlight. There was a slight smile on the corner of her lips, and she was so charming that it suddenly caused a sound of exclamation.

“Who is this little beauty? Why haven’t I seen it before?”

“She came here a year ago. I heard that she is the eldest princess of the Yanhuang Empire. She is only twenty-two years old now, and she has reached the strength of a first-order emperor warrior at a young age.”

“Tsk tsk, what a terrible future!”

Yan Qingya enjoyed everyone’s envious gazes and discussions, her face became more and more arrogant, she lifted her chin lightly and cast a disdainful look at Mu Qianyue in the crowd below.

“Little girl, your opponent turned out to be her! It seems that your luck is very bad!” Moshang Fengling frowned. To be honest, she didn’t like that Yan Qingya very much and thought she was too pretentious. On the contrary, Mu Qianyue made her feel much simpler.

Mu Qianyue’s brows were also slightly furrowed, and then they stretched out. No matter what, she was going to meet her. Now that she has met her, let’s try her bottom! She wouldn’t care if Yan Qingya belonged to the Yanhuang Empire or not. If anyone dared to rob her man, she would be beaten more than a flower!

       

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