1591. Chapter 1591 Jun Qingxin and Emperor Luochen 50
Chapter 1591 Jun Qingxin and Di Luochen 50
Glancing at the people in the audience with his dark eyes, Mu Qingge said coldly: "Without further ado, the contest for marriage begins now!"
As the man's voice fell, the atmosphere in the whole place suddenly boiled!
As Mu Qingge left, two figures in the crowd flew onto the stage.
The person has a delicate appearance and seems to have a slender body with no explosive power, but the indifference and sparkle in his eyes are something that should not be underestimated.
The other person is also handsome, but compared to Jun Qingjue and his group, there is not even a slight difference between them.
The two looked at each other, shook their fists at each other, then lowered their brows, flew up together, and used their elemental power to fight each other.
Mu Qingyan looked at this scene curiously: "Mother, who do you think will win among these two?"
Glancing at the two fighting men, Mu Hanyue yawned out of boredom: "The man in green."
"Mother, the man in green looks so weak, can he really win?" Mu Qingyan was slightly puzzled.
Mu Hanyue couldn't help but look at her funny, with a hint of teasing in her eyes: "Xiao Qingyan, do you want to make a bet with me?"
"What to bet on?"
"I bet you will become my daughter in the future."
Mu Qingyan: "...Mother, bet or not, I am still your daughter."
Mu Hanyue didn't say anything, she just looked at her meaningfully and smiled without saying a word.
Seeing that she was silent, Mu Qingyan said nothing and turned to continue watching the game.
Wherever he looked, he saw the body of the man in black on the stage flying backwards into the distance, and landed heavily on the ground, stirring up some smoke and dust.
Rolling off the stage, the handsome man lost.
Mu Qingyan blinked, still a little surprised by this sudden scene.
"She looks quite strong, so she can't help but fight."
"Isn't Qingyan very strong?" Jun Qing couldn't help but laugh evilly.
Mu Qingyan: "..."
All right.
The strength of one's strength seems to have nothing to do with one's body shape.
Jun Qingxin, who was on the high platform, narrowed her eyes lazily and yawned boredly. Watching these people fighting, why did she want to sleep so much?
Is it too boring? Or is it just too boring?
Mu Qingge on the side looked at her like this and narrowed his eyes: "I would like to see who captured my granddaughter's heart."
So much so that I have been absent-minded these past few days.
Jun Qingxin expressed her innocence: "Grandpa, these people are too weak."
So, there is nothing to see at all.
Mu Qingge looked at her and said calmly: "Yes, that's true. When it comes to your strength, no one in this Shenwu Continent can match you." After saying this, his eyes narrowed dangerously.
: "Are you just passing the time for grandpa?"
Even if this competition goes to the end, there will be no winner.
Just because no one can defeat her, or to put it more appropriately, she has never thought about competing for a bride.
Jun Qingxin was speechless. She raised her eyes to look at Mu Qingge, blinking her eyes with an innocent look: "Grandpa, I never said I wanted to get married."
What she said was that she was only holding a martial arts competition to recruit a bride, and she did not say that she just wanted to get married. These are two different things and cannot be confused.
If you really want to get married, there are plenty of excellent people around you, right? Why bother choosing among these people?
Mu Qingge shook her head and chuckled, then touched her hair: "You really inherited your mother's fun-loving character."