"When I first discovered Miss Mo's true appearance, like everyone else, I was stunned and suffocated by her pure and beautiful appearance. I was stunned for a long time (about ten seconds) before I came back to my senses." Qin Shou said with deep understanding,
When he first went to Biyuan Villa to treat the old owner, if he hadn't had a sudden impulse to help beauties paint, he wouldn't have discovered that Mo Nianxi was such a beautiful woman.
No wonder Zhou Xingyun adopted Mo Nianxi unconditionally. It turned out to be a wolf's ambition.
Sure enough, after more than ten seconds, there was an uproar in the audience. While applauding desperately, they also lamented that such a beautiful woman is actually a wife.
"Mrs. Dog." Seeing everyone praising Mo Nianxi, Yu Wushuang felt very uncomfortable. Only the black-haired woman competed with her for delicious food...
Young Master Haolin seemed to want to create star effect, and several top players were invited to the stage one after another. After Mo Nianxi, it was Changsun Wuzhe's turn.
A short-haired man suddenly jumped out from the delegation of Haolin's young room, like an eagle striking the sky, and landed on the pillar in the middle of the arena.
When he stood on the stake with both feet, the powerful wind spread instantly. Several second-rate warriors who were closer could not even withstand Changsun Wuzhe's inner strength to demonstrate, so they staggered and fell down the stake, making a fool of themselves.
Fortunately, the competition hasn't started yet, otherwise they would have been disqualified.
But having said that, men with short hair are rare in this era, and the eldest grandson, Wu Zhe, is tall, rich, handsome and ruthless. The moment he appeared on the scene, countless women from the world screamed, which made Zhou Xingyun jealous.
Looking at Rou Mohan's blurred eyes as she gazed at Changsun Wuzhe, she knew that this beauty admired Changsun Wuzhe very much and begged her good senior brother to abandon her.
"Very good, he is worth killing me..."
"The value of a person cannot be measured by whether or not to chop!" Zhou Xingyun suddenly grabbed Nangong Ling's right hand that seemed to be about to draw a sword. Although he was also dissatisfied with his eldest grandson Wu Zhe and wanted to chop to death the pretty boy in the world, but the eldest sister must not do it.
There was trouble at the Young Heroes Conference. Among the elders of various sects present, there were at least ten or twenty top experts. It is estimated that even Rao Yue would not dare...
Zhou Xingyun just thought that even Rao Yue would not dare to cause trouble here, but...
"Young Master Haolin is so powerful. Protector of Baihua Palace, Zhi Yue, is waiting for you." A wisp of red silk changed shape, and Rao Yue stepped onto the stage without hesitation.
"Pfft..." Zhou Xingyun was instantly frightened. The protector of Baihua Palace, the majestic Saint of Fengtian City, and a top master came to participate in the martial arts competition to make fun of him!
"It's the witch from Fengtian City!"
Since Rao Yue came on stage without any disguise, Tang Yanzhong immediately recognized the identity of the little fox. Many people who had seen the leader of Fengtian City also confirmed Rao Yue's identity at the same time.
"She's not a witch, she's a saint." Rao Yue turned around and smiled at Tang Yanzhong, squinting her eyes and staring at Tang Yuanying's pretty face, which turned pale, and she couldn't help covering up the palace guard sand.
Upon seeing this, Liu Guilan quickly grabbed Tang Yanzhong, who was glaring at him: "Brother Zhong, there is no rule in the Young Heroes Conference not to allow evil disciples to participate. As long as they are not wanted by the court and are not here to cause trouble, we will abide by the rules of the world and temporarily put aside the sect's grudges."
Liu Guilan was afraid that Rao Yue would expose Tang Yuanying's impurity in public, so she had no choice but to stabilize Tang Yanzhong and try her best to avoid conflicts between the two parties.
Although Rao Yue was born into an evil family, she was neither a wanted criminal by the court who committed murder, arson, rape, and plunder, nor did she have any irrefutable blood debt. Although she was a top expert, she was still a seventeen-year-old who would stop the enemies in front of her.
The wooden stakes were blasted out of the ring together.
The strength of the two sides is not proportional. When faced with more than a dozen poor guys from Changsun Wuzhe, all of them were injured and eliminated without exception...
"Qi Li'an hates rude people."
Mo Nianxi saw Changsun Wuzhe approaching and wanted to gather his energy to fight, but the Xuanbing Palace disciple not far away took the lead and suddenly stopped Changsun Wuzhe.
Everyone saw Fairy Qili'an scattering flowers, waving her right hand gently, forcing the grandson Wu Zhe to retreat helplessly.
"His clothes are torn? What's going on?" The sharp-eyed onlookers suddenly discovered that Changsun Wuzhe's clothes seemed to have been torn with a sharp knife, leaving a gap.
"It's ice! There's ice on the ring!" It turned out that the moment Qili'an waved his hand, frost spread out of thin air, forming a fan-shaped thin ice, which cut through Changsun Wuzhe's clothes.
It wasn't until Changsun Wuzhe pulled away and the fan-shaped thin ice fell to the ground and turned into countless transparent ice flakes that the onlookers realized what had just happened.
"Sister Nangong, I beg you, can you please stop shaking your hands? It makes me so nervous!" Zhou Xingyun tightly grasped Nangong Ling's arm. The woman was ready to move, panting with excitement and shaking all over.
I'm really worried that the eldest sister won't be able to hold herself back and rush to the ring to disrupt the fight.
"Her martial arts skills are superior to his." Nangong Ling smiled evilly and stared at Qili'an.