Chapter 882 Gorgeous Disregard [3]

He is indeed no ordinary man. Mu Rutian moved his lips, after all he didn't say this sentence, why should he explain it for Nalan Jing? I don't know why, seeing him being misunderstood and disgusted by Moshang Fengling, I felt an inexplicable joy in my heart.

What a strange feeling! !

Could it be that he is jealous of Nalan Jing?

But why should he be jealous of Nalan Jing? Is it because he is better than himself?

Mu Rutian shook his head, it's wrong to be jealous, but he just didn't want to explain for Nalan Jing.

Moshang Fengling snorted coldly, and did not speak again. In her opinion, a woman in love has zero IQ, and it is useless to persuade her, because her heart has already fallen into it. I think you are trying to destroy the relationship between them.

Actually, Moshang Fengling really misunderstood.

Mu Qianyue didn't bother to explain, how could a person who was hurt by love trust someone easily?

Time will tell all this!

Soon the Dream Language Token competition began, presided over by the two most powerful people. One of these two is an eighth-level emperor warrior, and the other is a seventh-level emperor warrior. They have already been to the Dream City once ten years ago, so This time, the two of them decided to give up the opportunity to compete for the competition to their juniors.

Two other people also gave up entering the Dream City. The strength of these two people has reached the realm of the ninth-level martial artist, and they chose to retreat.

This made many people overjoyed, so there were four fewer competitors, and now there were forty people competing for twenty dream words.

Basically, it is a two-by-two fight, and the fight is done by drawing lots. There are a total of twenty wooden sticks, numbered from one to twenty.

If the same number of words is drawn, for example, two people who have drawn the No. 1 lottery, it will be a battle between the two of them.

Mu Qianyue got number eleven, Nalan Jing got number eight, Moshang Fengling got number two, Mu Lingheng got number fifteen, and Mu Rutian got ten. Number six, five people draw different ones.

But fortunately it's different, otherwise it would be really hard to fight, let the opponent go, it's not easy to let go, don't let it go, it's not good either.

This is the best way to go now.

Because Moshang Fengling had drawn No. 2, it was her turn to play soon. Her opponent was a sixth-rank emperor warrior, a young man who looked to be around forty.

When he saw the wind chime on Moshang, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Where did this beauty come from? Why haven't I seen it on the ancient ninth floor before? Well, although this is the first time I have seen it, it seems that there is a kind of beauty. It's familiar."

Moshang Fengling looked cold, looking at the man with disdain and cold eyes, "Haven't you seen it?"

As soon as the words fell, a cold aura emanated from her body and rushed away.

The man's face suddenly changed, and he yelled in disbelief, "You, you, you are a lunatic?"

What? She is a lunatic?

The crowd watching the battle suddenly showed horrified expressions on their faces, and stared hard at their eyes, as funny as they looked!

Obviously, none of them believed that the woman in front of them was a lunatic!

Who hasn't seen the crazy woman! That is an ugly and lame strange woman!

And this one in front of her is clearly a big beauty with a beautiful appearance, an outstanding temperament, and a charming charm!

But the voice of her voice, as well as the breath on her body, is indeed a lunatic! !

After staying together in the ancient ninth floor for so long, we can still distinguish the breath and voice of the crazy woman!

But what's going on here? Why did the lunatic Yin look so good-looking all of a sudden? Not only is the scar on the face gone, but even the lame leg is gone?

"Humph!" Moshang Fengling snorted coldly as an answer, and with a movement of her body, she struck directly, her strikes were ruthless and accurate, even though the opponent was a sixth-level emperor warrior, one level higher than her, she had no way to fight back force!

Now everyone is surprised!

Mu Qianyue's eyes also showed deep shock, she never thought that Moshang Fengling was so powerful! This is not a competition, it is clearly one-sided abuse!

With the strength of Moshang Fengling, she quickly obtained a Dream Language Token, and it was extremely easy. She was not weak before, but her mobility was limited due to her inconvenient legs and feet. Now that he has recovered, his strength has naturally improved.

Yan Qingya, who was also watching the battle in the crowd, had a look of coldness on her face. She didn't expect Mu Qianyue to heal Moshang Fengling and let her follow her! This is a miscalculation...

It didn't take long before it was Nalan Jing's turn. His opponent was a Tier 4 emperor warrior, so when that man met Nalan Jing, he was excited for a long time. Will be their own opponents.

But when they were fighting together, he realized that he was thinking too much! !

Although Nalan Jing was only a Tier 1 Emperor Martial Artist, his strength was incomparably profound. He was even able to equalize with the Tier 4 Emperor Martial Artists, and gained the upper hand. After a while, he won the victory and got the Dream Language Token.

This scene surprised everyone, and there was a lot of discussion around, and the eyes looking at Nalan Jing were full of shock.

Unexpectedly, Nalan Jing's strength is so terrifying at such a young age!

"Little girl, it seems that your man is not weak." Moshang Fengling praised for the first time.

The corners of Mu Qianyue's lips curled slightly, "That's it, can my man be bad?"

Moshang Fengling immediately rolled her eyes at her, why didn't she see how thick-skinned and narcissistic this little girl was before?

The game continued, and after a while, the referee on the stage shouted, "No. 11."

A pink figure flew onto the competition stage, her dress fluttered, her black hair fluttered, and the rhombus-shaped imprint between her eyebrows looked even more enchanting in the sunlight. There was a slight smile on the corner of her lips, which was extremely charming, and immediately aroused a burst of exclamation.

"Who is this little beauty? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"She was new here a year ago. I heard that she is the eldest princess of the Yanhuang Empire. She is only twenty-two years old now, and she has reached the strength of a first-order emperor warrior at a young age."

"Tsk tsk, what a frightening young man!"

Yan Qingya enjoyed everyone's admiring gazes and discussions, her face became more and more arrogant, she raised her chin slightly, and cast a disdainful look at Mu Qianyue in the crowd below.

"Little girl, your opponent is actually her! It seems that your luck is very bad!" Moshang Fengling frowned. To be honest, she didn't like that Yan Qingya very much, and thought she was too contrived. On the contrary, Mu Qianyue gave her a much more simple feeling.

Mu Qianyue's brows were also slightly frowned, and then stretched out. No matter what, she will meet her. Now that she has met her, let's try her skills! She doesn't care if Yan Qingya is from the Yanhuang Empire, if anyone dares to rob her of a man, she will definitely beat her up to make her redder than a flower!