Chapter 276 Is a Counterfeit Worthy of Being Called a Genius? 【2 More】

The wide sleeves are like water, dragging on the ground.

The girl was wearing bright red clothes, and she came in style, quite like a lotus growing every step of the way

She wore a veil, revealing only a pair of bright eyes.

This kind of dress gives people a more reverie aesthetic feeling.

Those who were not very interested in this banquet at first focused their attention at this moment.

After all, people are used to looking at beautiful things, even if it is just to look at the face, this trip is worth coming.

I heard that this talented girl who has been hidden by the Mu family is also the most beautiful in the world, even more beautiful than her sister Mu Wan.

Mu Chenyu and Wen Ningrui were also sitting under the stage, watching Mu Zhi come out, they couldn't help being a little excited.

"Xiao Zhi is worthy of being my own daughter." Wen Ningrui was very satisfied, "If Cang Jue is not the young head of the Cang family, I really think Xiao Zhi is a bad marriage."

In fact, if the Cang family hadn't decided that the mistress of the young family was Mu Qian, she would definitely not have taken a fancy to Cang Jue.

Her daughter should be married to the Fu family or the Ling clan, in order to show Xiaozhi's talent.

Innate spiritual root, a rare innate spiritual root for the human race in a hundred years.

Hearing this, Mu Chenyu frowned, and sent a voice transmission: "The Cang family shouldn't know that Xiaoqian is dead, right?"

"So what if you know?" Wen Ningrui smiled disdainfully, "You still don't know the rules of the big family? They always value talent."

"The one who has the innate spiritual root now is Xiao Zhi, and Cang Jue is also devoted to Xiao Zhi, so what if the matter is exposed?"

Mu Chenyu didn't speak.

"What's more, the Cang family won't even know about it even if it's hidden from my father." Wen Ningrui caressed her fingernails, with a smile on her lips, "Besides, the Cang family didn't even say who it was when they came to hire. Only call for innate spiritual roots."

At that time, she hadn't thought about transplanting Mu Qian's innate spiritual roots to Xiao Zhi, so she agreed perfunctorily.

It's not in vain that she has been planning for so many years, and she can finally succeed today.

Mu Chenyu sighed: "After today's banquet is over, let's go burn some paper for Xiaoqian. She died so early, it's a pity."

Because there were no corpses at all at that time, only a clothes tomb was erected.

Moreover, premature death means that it is unknown and cannot be buried in the family grave.

Therefore, Mu Qian's tomb was placed alone on a hillside outside Muwang City.

He hadn't been there for so many years, and it was also out of consideration for Wen Ningrui's heart, so he never mentioned it.

"Yes." Wen Ningrui agreed without hesitation, but waved her hand impatiently, "Watch the ceremony first."

**

Fusu just glanced at it, then looked away without interest.

He looked at Fufeng at the side, and smiled lightly: "Third brother, do you think these people are blind?"

Although I haven't seen the face yet, but with those eyes, I don't know how much worse than Xiaoqian.

Dull and lifeless, empty and thin.

Fufeng answered lightly: "It's blind."

Also stupid.

Fu Su propped his elbows, turned his eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Xiaoyuan, you've been watching what third brother is doing, don't tell me your Uncle Seventeen doesn't look good?"

Fu Yuan woke up suddenly, but her expression didn't change much, she still had a cold face, her voice was cold: "Uncle Seventeen, be more serious."

But if you look closely, you can see the unnaturalness flashing across her eyes.

"If it was serious, it wouldn't be you, Uncle Seventeen." Fu Su thoughtfully, and smiled slightly, "Come on, Xiaoyuan, you sure don't want to watch this banquet either? What kind of genius girl doesn't have you? Beautiful, why don't you go out with Uncle Seventeen for a walk."

Hearing this, Fu Yuan frowned: "Uncle Seventeen..."

Before he finished speaking, Fufeng interrupted: "Remember to come back later."

"Okay, okay." Fusu nodded with a smile, and immediately pulled Fuyuan up, "Your third uncle has already spoken, why don't you hurry up?"

Fu Yuan wanted to say something more, but the situation didn't allow her to say any more, so she could only leave behind Fu Su.

She looked cold and didn't know what she was thinking.

Fusu glanced at her, with a smile on his lips: "I always say that the third brother looks like a stranger, but I didn't expect Xiaoyuan to be better. How can I get married in the future?"

Fu Yuan frowned even tighter, and said coldly: "I don't want to marry."

"Yes, yes." Fusu said lightly, "After all, the technique you practice is Bingxin's method, you can't be emotional, once you are emotional..."

He raised his eyebrows: "Xiaoyuan, your cultivation is about to be abolished."

"My niece is clear." Fu Yuan said coldly, "I don't need Uncle Seventeen to remind me of this."

"Yeah." Fusu nodded with a smile, "Then let me buy you some jewelry."

Fu Yuan's body froze for a moment, but she didn't refute in the end.

And after Fu Yuan and Fu Su left, suddenly another person sat down beside Fu Feng.

The voice of the visitor was low, as if he was laughing: "Third Young Master, did you drive away Seventeen Young Master and your niece?"

Hearing this, Fu Feng turned his head, his brows slightly moved: "Xiao Yue?"

"Don't, don't call me that." Cang Yue leaned back on the seat, moving lazily, "I'm not that small."

Fufeng was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say for the first time, he just said: "You have grown up too."

"Yes." Cang Yue flexed her fingers and tapped on the table, "It's been a long time since I met the third son, and if you do the math, it's been seven or eight years."

Fufeng was silent.

Cang Yue didn't care, she raised her chin, and smiled, "How big is the Mu family's battle, what does third uncle think?"

Fu Feng frowned slightly, and replied: "Gold and jade are outside, but rot is inside."

After a pause, he asked, "Where's your brother?"

"My younger brother is really a bit blind." Cang Yue said, "You said he would not want a good wife, but insisted on getting a counterfeit, he has a lot of brain problems to make such a decision ?”

Hearing this sentence, Fufeng's eyes sharpened suddenly, and he called out that address again: "Xiao Yue."

When he was calm, his eyes were as cold as ice springs. At this moment, his courage suddenly rose, and his handsomeness was tinged with fierceness.

"Third Uncle, don't look at me like that." Cang Yue shook her fingers, with a bit of arrogance in her lazy expression, "I'm not the only one who knows about some things."

She leaned over and lowered her voice: "Chu Chang is also a sensible person, third uncle, your concealment method is not up to standard."

After saying this sentence, instantly!

The killing intent suddenly increased, and the spiritual power was also secretly flowing.

At the same time, Cang Yue felt a strong danger approaching her.

The strength is too strong, which makes people afraid.

"I don't want you to speak out." Fu Feng said coldly, "Xiao Yue, you are a smart child, and I don't want to hurt you either."

Cang Yue was slightly stunned, not only did not get angry, but laughed instead: "Third uncle, you are not a person who likes to get angry, besides, I only know that Qianqian is still alive, but I don't know where you took her. "

As soon as the voice fell, the killing intent stopped.

Fufeng restrained the spiritual power in his body, and he couldn't sit still.

"I'm just sorry that I lost a good sister-in-law." Cang Yue felt very sorry, "I liked Qianqian when I was young, and I really wanted to be relatives with her at that time, alas..."

Hearing this, Fufeng said lightly: "Cang Jue is not good enough for her."

"That's true." Cang Yue nodded, "This little brother of mine has devoted all his heart to some impostor."

After saying that, he laughed gloatingly again: "I really want to see what he looks like after he knows the truth, it must be very funny."

Fufeng shook his head, as if a little helpless.

He stopped talking, and after looking around, he closed his eyes and meditated.

On the stage, Mu Qingcang had already given up the central position to Mu Zhi, and his eyes were loving: "Xiao Zhi, it's your turn."

Mu Zhi was a little apprehensive, but she knew that she couldn't be stage fright, so she cheered herself up before she said with a smile, "It's an honor to meet you here. I'm Mu Zhi, my father is Mu Chenyu, and my mother is Wen Ningrui."

"Before that, I need to thank one person in particular." After a pause, she raised her voice, "Princess of the Wind Spirit Clan, Your Highness Xuechun."

At the same time, the eyes of the guests turned to the VIP seat, and saw a woman standing up and saying hello.

Jun Mu shallowly narrowed his eyes, it turned out that the idiot who wanted to contract her at that time was the princess of the Wind Spirit Tribe.

It seems that she was the one who helped Mu Zhi.

"If there is no His Highness Xuechun, I would have to endure great pain." Mu Zhi choked up, "His Highness Xuechun has shown me the kindness of regeneration, I decided to give a plant of the eighth-grade medicinal herb to His Highness Xuechun."

"!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

The Mu family still has such high-quality medicinal materials?

Eighth-grade medicinal materials are priceless!

Seeing this scene, Mu Chenyu was a little puzzled: "Rui'er, are these eight-grade herbs?"

"Don't worry, it's not from the Mu family." Wen Ningrui snorted, "I took it out, no one will say anything."

Anyway, it's not hers, she doesn't feel bad.

"Miss Mu is really polite." Xuechun didn't expect that, she smiled, "I just do what I can."

"Your Highness Xuechun, there is no need to decline." Mu Zhi signaled his servants to send the jade box over, "This eighth-grade medicinal herb can also be regarded as a gift of friendship between my Mu family and the Fengling clan."

As soon as these words came out, many people looked at Mu Zhi differently.

Even Mo Xiao's eyes darkened a bit.

A girl raised in a deep boudoir actually has such thoughts?

Jun Muqian looked at it, but there was a feeling of irony.

Obviously, this is not something that Mu Zhi can say, probably Wen Ningrui taught it.

Wen Ningrui really cares about her daughter.

"Then you're welcome." Xuechun nodded, "Welcome Miss Mu to our Wind City as a guest."

"It's a great honor." Mu Zhi glanced at Wen Ningrui, and then said, "I would also like to thank my fiancé, Cang Jue, for he never left me even though he knew I had a physical problem."

She looked happy: "Today is not only my banquet, but also my wedding with Brother Jue."

After speaking, the guests suddenly realized.

"So that's the case, no wonder you're dressed in red."

"But this wedding is a bit different, it's held in the open air."

"A man with a talent and a woman with a beautiful appearance can be considered a perfect match."

It was amidst these congratulations that Cang Jue slowly stepped onto the stage.

With a gentle expression, he raised his hand and slowly took off the veil on Mu Zhi's face, and called softly, "Xiao Zhi."

"Brother Jue." Mu Zhi blushed and whispered, "There are still many people."

As the veil was lifted, the din grew louder below.

Although Mu Zhi can no longer dress up like Jun Muqian, it's not too bad, and the word beauty can still be used.

At this time, a voice shouted: "Genius girl, show us your cultivation."

"Yes, yes, let's see the power of the innate spiritual root."

"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient." Mu Zhi breathed out, "Actually, I'm not as powerful as everyone says, so don't laugh at me for a while."

There was a smile in Jun Mu's shallow eyes, and the trick of retreating into advance was really good.

Mu Zhi closed her eyes before releasing her spiritual power.

"Ugh—"

There is a strong light rising into the sky, and it is precisely to show her cultivation level that a stone tablet for testing spiritual power is placed next to her.

The moment the spiritual power surged, four large characters suddenly appeared on it.

"..."

The audience was silent for a second, and then shouted wildly.

"Ninth-level Spiritual Venerable? Seventeen-year-old ninth-level Spiritual Venerable, isn't it amazing!"

"Sure enough, she is a genius girl. The Mu family is about to produce another Supreme."

"The Cang family really took advantage of it. I estimate that the ranking of these seven families will change soon."

Listening to these words, Mu Zhi's heart finally eased. It was not in vain that she forcibly broke through the ninth-level spiritual master the day before.

And Wen Ningrui in the audience also smiled with satisfaction and nodded frequently.

But at this moment, a faint voice sounded, with a bit of contempt and a bit of arrogance.

"When can this be called a genius?"

Congratulations to the master for winning the event of killing his wife for a while and chasing his wife in the crematorium.

Monarch: Too bad.

Rong Qing: My heart is a little more balanced

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ps: I forgot to mention that Mo Xiao is played by the reader [Lu Jiazi]~