Hearing these four words, the onlookers were shocked.
They craned their necks to look here, and when they saw the familiar face clearly, everyone was stunned.
Su Yiran
This is not the poison master genius of the Su family
You can't beat someone, but you still kneel down. Are you going to admit defeat now?
"The genius of the Su family."
"I didn't expect it to be like this, and I even knelt down."
"What are you talking about? Mr. Su is a genius poison master. He specializes in poison masters. Of course he is not as good as other spiritual masters."
"That's right, we still have a chance of winning in a few days anyway."
"Yes, what you said is not unreasonable."
What everyone is worried about is their money.
Everyone has already placed bets, all betting on the Su family to win. No one from the Mo family has placed a bet yet.
But, the money must have come from the Su family. After all, it was the Su family who set up the bet. They have made a name for themselves and are happy, so why don’t they want it?
Su Yiran knelt on the ground on one knee and tried to stand up, but found that she couldn't use her knees at all.
"What did you do?" He waved his finger heavily and pointed at Luo Qingfeng.
Luo Qingfeng spread his hands and shrugged harmlessly, "What did I do?"
It was just a small silver needle sticking into his acupuncture point, making him unable to stand up. It was really nothing.
"You" hurt so much
Su Yiran got excited and pulled at the wound on his body. The sudden tearing made his face twitch in pain.
It hurts so much
"Master, Master"
The people from the Su family rushed over in a hurry. When they saw Su Yiran kneeling on the ground and unable to stand up, they quickly moved away from the people in front of them and hurried over.
"Come on, young master, let me help you up." Su Yiran's attendant was sweating profusely. What's going on?
Mo Lingxuan walked to the crowd of onlookers and saw Su Yiran kneeling on the ground with her arms folded, a look of surprise on her face.
Oops
Xiaofeng is really capable. He actually made Su Yiran kneel down and still couldn't stand up.
Tsk tsk, awesome
"Master Su, if you don't have the ability, it's better not to take action easily." Mo Lingxuan came over and smiled.
You know, Elder Mingxiu of the Temple has suffered losses at the hands of Xiaofeng, and that is the Spirit Emperor.
"Master Mo, aren't you afraid that what you said will fall on the Mo family in a few days?" A sarcastic voice sounded from behind the crowd.
Everyone looked around one after another, and when they saw the person coming, they gave in one after another.
Thinking of what the visitor said, they couldn't help laughing.
No.
The Mo family today is no better than the Su family. If the Mo family loses in a few days, won't Mo Lingxuan slap him in the face?
"Third Prince" Su Yiran saw the person coming, and joy flashed across his face. It would be great if the Third Prince is here.
Although he is just an unpopular prince, he is still a prince after all.
Mo Lingxuan's face darkened, and just as he was about to speak, Luo Qingfeng came over.
She looked at Su Lianyun expressionlessly, with a sneer in her heart.
The third prince may be the most outstanding among the princes in terms of talent and martial arts, but he doesn't know how to curb his sharpness at all.
No wonder Suhuang would use pressure to remind him not to be too ostentatious. Unfortunately, he couldn't understand Suhuang's thoughts, and he might still hate Suhuang.
The words "holding grudges" are not empty words.
In the restaurant just now, Mo Lingxuan just brushed off his face, and now he immediately joined the Su family.
"It is said that the royal family is fair and strict. When the third prince said this, it seems that the so-called justice and strictness are just words." The red lips parted lightly, and the cold voice sounded.
As soon as she finished speaking, the expression on Su Lianyun's face suddenly dropped.