Murderous aura, Mu Qingya also felt a murderous aura.
However, it did not come from Yan Buhuan, but from the stands in the distance. Mu Qingya moved forward a small step.
The spectators in the surrounding stands saw Mu Qingya move, and someone immediately began to explain.
"Zheng Guoren finally couldn't hold it any longer."
"Brother, she seems to have only taken a small step forward." Someone nearby muttered.
The person who just spoke said disdainfully: "What do you know? There is no difference between small steps and big steps between masters. Even if you only move one finger, it will be fatal."
The other party suddenly realized that he was indeed a master.
…
"Bu Huan, please help me see if Zheng Ming is staring at me?"
There is no reason. How could it be discovered if it was wrapped so tightly?
To be on the safe side, it’s better to confirm.
Yan Buhuan turned his head amidst the admiration of the group of people, but his seemingly careless movement was interpreted as stopping with silence.
"Good kung fu, the Zheng people are aggressive and their momentum is extraordinary, but Princess Yan has both defense and defense, and can overcome all changes without changing. She is really powerful."
Yan Buhuan glanced at Zheng Ming, and when he saw his dark expression, he quickly said: "He is indeed looking at you."
Mu Qingya suddenly started wailing in her heart. It was over. She was completely dead now. Will Zheng Ming kill her when she goes back later? Is that possible?
Soon after, Mu Qingya made a wise decision in front of everyone.
"Oh~~Oh~~Ah~~~" Accompanied by a slow-paced wailing sound, Mu Qingya threw the spear aside, then found a ground that didn't look too dirty and sat down.
Yan Buhuan was surprised: "What's wrong with you?"
"I suffered internal injuries, you are so powerful!" Mu Qingya looked in pain.
Yan Buhuan was completely dumbfounded.
Yan Hui expressionlessly raised a sign representing Xuanyuan Kingdom, indicating that Xuanyuan Kingdom had won.
Everyone cheered, and a dozen people from Zheng Guo's side immediately rushed out to carry Mu Qingya away from the field.
Win~ She wins this way.
Yan Buhuan was a little speechless.
The moment Mu Qingya was carried away, she smiled mischievously at Yan Buhuan, looking very unhappy.
Mu Qingya, Mu Qingya, I hope you can laugh like you do now when you go back.
Someone prayed for Mu Qingya.
…
At night, everything is silent.
The guards responsible for guarding the palace were as quiet as a chill, because King Zheng was angry. King Zheng, who always gave people a noble and cool look and could not speak loudly, now cursed at the top of his voice for nearly half an hour.
"You are getting bolder and bolder!" Zheng Ming slapped his hand on the table, causing the tea cup and dessert plate on it to jump. The big-bellied man standing not far away shrank his shoulders and hurriedly said
low.
It's been half an hour, and I still haven't scolded enough. My feet are sore from standing still.
Seeing Mu Qingya's face that was not afraid of boiling water, Zheng Ming wanted to swipe at her, but there was an amulet in her belly and she couldn't move at all.
Zheng Ming circled back and forth in the dormitory like a trapped animal.
"Tell yourself, how many good things have you done behind my back? Tell me!"
Mu Qingya was startled again and quickly raised her little face full of grievances: "I don't have any, just this one..."
"Just this one thing? Do you have the nerve to say one thing? Huh?" Zheng Ming couldn't help but rushed to her, grabbed her hand, and pulled her towards him: "If no one says anything to her,
Yuanyuan revealed the news that Ni Jun was injured, will Yuanyuan be unable to play?"
