Chapter 995 If you lose your face, I don't want it
In fact, it is not difficult for Mu Mu to agree to the man in brocade.
From the move he took out the sword from the air, everyone can see that his internal strength is absolutely powerful!
However, he could really ignore his appearance to this extent.
In order to save time, he defeated the enemy with one move and didn't even care if his own face was pierced.
Although it is just a small wound, it will recover quickly.
However, now in front of the princess, her face is always flawed.
Isn't he worried that his appearance will be disliked by the princess?
Everyone in the audience was stunned and could not recover for a long time.
An Bao also felt distressed for a while, the most embarrassing thing is to see a stunningly beautiful man get hurt, especially that one who is blessed with a handsome face!
Feng Jiuer stared at the blood marks on Mu Mu's face, and her heart was still pinched.
He has a kind of decadent coldness, and he really doesn't care about his own body.
It's like, as long as you achieve your goal, you won't mind if your body is harmed in any way.
What kind of blow has this guy experienced in the past, or what kind of despair does he have in his heart?
Why don't you cherish yourself so much?
Mu Mu turned around, bowed his hands towards Feng Qiongcang and Feng Jiuer, and then left the scene gracefully.
Return to your seat and drink tea quietly.
The previous stop seemed to have been completely forgotten by him, and there was no wave in his life.
As for the injuries on his face, he just casually wiped off the blood with his sleeve and ignored it.
Everyone in the audience had mixed emotions.
The atmosphere felt inexplicably gloomy.
It wasn't until Eunuch An Bao announced the next round of competition that the depression was relieved a little.
The second discussion is about the eldest son of General Xiao Ji.
Jian Yi's moves are simply not comparable to the eldest son's.
The sword flashed, forcing the opponent to be helpless.
Winning was expected, but being able to win so easily and within two moves still made Feng Qiongcang's eyes light up slightly.
Feng Qiongcang, the eldest son in General Xiaoji's mansion, originally reserved a seat for him.
But the eldest son was arrogant and unwilling to go through the back door and insisted on participating in the competition in person.
Probably, he wanted to gain some prestige in front of the princess.
Unexpectedly, he was defeated by the opponent in just two moves.
This time, the prestige was not displayed, but the face was lost.
When the eldest son went down, Feng Qiongcang glanced at An Bao.
An Bao nodded, naturally understanding what the emperor meant.
General Xiao Ji holds military power and is a figure that the emperor wants to win over.
Therefore, even if his eldest son loses, he must still have a place in the princess palace.
In the first round of the martial arts test, only 40 out of 80 people were left.
At the end of the second round, there were only twenty people left.
In the second round, the drawing of lots begins.
Jian Yi had a very bad premonition, and when he saw Mu Mu pick up the red sign, he frowned.
Looking at Mu Mu, the other person's eyes also fell on him.
Although he didn't say a word, he knew that Mu Mu had drawn number one again.
Jian Yi looked at the sign that the little eunuch sent to him, and frowned even more tightly.
Those in front have already found their opponents.
In other words, of the two remaining brands, one of them is the same brand as Mu Mu.
The things that I worried about before, I still have to face.
There is a half chance that he and Mu Mu can only choose one of the two to stay.
Jian Yi was helpless and stretched out his hand.
But when he was about to pick up the red sign, Feng Jiuer suddenly said on the high jade chair: "Father, I want that white-haired man."
"Huh?" Feng Qiongcang glanced at her.
Jiu'er was also helpless, she couldn't let Jian Yi and Mu Mu really fight.
She originally planned to call Jian Yi back if they were really drawn together.
After all, she brought Jianyi out from the Princess Palace, so even if she calls him back now, it won't matter.
Of the twenty-one people left, there will always be one more, and if they don’t fight, they won’t fight.
However, after watching Mu Mu a few times, she became a little anxious.
Those who can reach the final round are all masters.
It's not that I'm afraid that he won't win, but that he's still the same as before and doesn't care about his body at all.
Mu Mu now has some injuries on his body. Although they are not serious, he could have avoided these injuries.
As long as you are willing to put in a little more effort, it is really not difficult to defeat the opponents in the two rounds just now.
But he just wants to be quick! A little injury or pain is nothing to him.
For the sake of speed! I would rather get hurt!
At this round, the remaining ones are all the masters among the masters.
If he were to stay, who knows what kind of injuries he would suffer.
She really couldn't see this guy despising her body so much.
"Isn't there an extra spot in this round?"
Feng Jiuer met Feng Qiongcang's gaze and said with a smile: "I like this white-haired man. Father, I'll invite him up for a cup of tea."
The selection ceremony of the princess, the princess has the final say.
Feng Qiongcang waved his hand, and An Bao immediately said: "Master Mu Mu, please come up and have tea with the princess."
Mu Mu glanced at Feng Jiuer before walking towards the high seat.
Jianyi breathed a sigh of relief, and there was no need to open the remaining red cards.
He and the remaining one are automatically matched.
"Oh, I thought the princess would take special care of you when she brought you out. I didn't expect that the princess likes the new and hates the old, so she found a new pet so quickly."
The man who matched up with Jian Yi raised his lips and smiled disdainfully.
Jianyi didn't even look at the other party, and Zhagen didn't take these provocations to heart.
The man snorted coldly: "You are my pet's plaything, let's see how I will deal with you later!"
Jian Yi still didn't respond. The other party was like a punch on the sea. He was so depressed that he died!
At the high seat, Mu Mu walked up to Feng Qiongcang and leaned forward slightly: "I have met the emperor!"
The attitude was not respectful, but it did not mean disrespect either.
An Bao didn't know why, but suddenly the sound of Zhan Qingcheng sounded in the morning.
The two people seem to have some similarities in temperament, but Zhan Qingcheng is the domineering type.
As for Mu Mu, he is cold, indifferent, and indifferent, but not arrogant.
Feng Jiuer couldn't wait any longer and immediately waved: "Come here and sit next to me."
The princess has such a temper that she doesn't know any etiquette in the palace. Fortunately, the emperor is pampering her enough, otherwise, she would definitely be punished.
However, this kind of Princess Jiuer is different from those well-behaved girls.
This temperament is quite endearing.
The determination of everyone in the audience to snatch the princess was unprecedentedly high.
Feng Jiuer, however, just looked at Mu Mu who came to sit next to her and immediately took out a green bottle from the small bag he carried with him.
"What's the matter with you? You have such a beautiful face, how can you let it get hurt at will?"
Feng Jiuer glanced at him, put the ointment on her finger, and gently applied it on his wound.
"If you are really disfigured, my princess palace will not accept you."
