Mo Yue went up to the observation stage and sat down. Her appearance did not affect the passion of the competition stage at all. However, Qinxin stood aside and looked hard at the competition stage, as if she was looking for something, but then she seemed to have not found it. She frowned in disappointment.

Seeing this, Mo Yue smiled slightly, "I gradually became strong and I haven't appeared on the competition platform now. Maybe I haven't reached him, so there is no need to be so anxious."

Qinxin lowered her head shyly after hearing Mo Yue's words.

Mo Yue looked at the wonderful performance on the martial arts stage with a little boring taste, and kept recalling the conversation with Renjun just now. She had seen him three times. The first time she had no intersection. The second time she almost started fighting, but the third time she was calm again. How could the violent malice at that time calm down so lightly, and with thoughtful curiosity, she really couldn't understand it.

Mo Yue's thoughtful look fell into Ye Lizhan's eyes. Looking at Mo Yue's thoughtful look, Ye Lizhan couldn't help frowning, as if he was a little angry with his thoughts that he didn't know Mo Yue now, "A Yue."

When Mo Yue heard the call, she came back to her senses, looked at Ye Lizhan, and smiled slightly.

"What happened today? How did it come so late?"

"It's nothing, it turns out that I'm a little lazy and sleep for a while."

Qin Xin, who stood behind Mo Yue, looked at Mo Yue in confusion. Today, Lord Yue was obviously getting up earlier than usual, so why did he talk to the Lord later? In the middle, he asked himself to pass the message to the Lord, and then asked himself to serve outside, and he could not summon him or enter the palace. Could it be that something happened here?

"It's a pity that Ayue missed many wonderful duels."

Mo Yue smiled indifferently, "There are all the amazing things left in the end, I feel it's not a pity." Then he supported his jaw with his palm, "If I don't come this wonderful showdown, Azhan must have stopped and waited for me, right?"

Ye Lizhan smiled dotingly, and was about to say something, but he was interrupted by his concubine's voice. "Your Majesty, the last one who won the last fight for power today is Wu Meiliang, the shallow tribe shallow tribe shallow tribe, the shallow tribe shallow tribe shallow tribe, the whole tribe shallow tribe shallow tribe, the whole tribe shallow tribe shallow, and the gradually tribe shallow tribe shallow tribe shallow tribe."

Ye Lizhan nodded like a sign, got up and walked to the viewing stage, looked at the four demons standing on the competition stage, thought for a moment, and then a piece of silk appeared from the spiritual sea, "This thing is ordinary, but it is soft and boneless. Give you an hour, whoever catches this thing wins." Then he threw the silk thing into Taichung, the competition.

The four demons in Taichung scrambled to show their magical powers, but they missed each other one after another. They always saw that they were already grasping in their hands, but when their palms were closed, there was no touch of grasping the object. The silk seemed to suddenly disappear in their hands, and then suddenly appeared next to their palms, which was unpredictable, as if they were hiding.

The competition was extremely fierce on the martial arts stage. Mo Yue looked at the four demons' constant pursuit and shook her head helplessly, and said with a smile, "Azhan has a problem for Jianzhang. This thing seems to be tangible, but invisible. If you can't understand it, even if you spend your whole life, you will not be able to touch any corner of this thing."

"I have been in the Demon Palace for more than ten thousand years. If I can't understand my meaning, I'm afraid that these ten thousand years will be in vain."
Chapter completed!