The first goddess of pride

"I heard that in the black market in Yueluhua City the day before yesterday, Ouyang's parents and sons were solved with one trick. This is the biggest hot topic in the imperial city these two days." Wu Mengting said truthfully. , is also quite shocking.

"Oh?" Wu Xiaoying's eyes flicked across the darkness, "During my retreat, she dared to touch taboos that she shouldn't have touched. I can't wait any longer. She must not be allowed to participate in the prince selection meeting. "

"Yes, Wu Mengting understands."

Wu Mengting's eyes were still gloomy, as if she had no emotion, "Do it neatly, don't leave any evidence."

"Mengting knows." After saying that, Wu Mengting withdrew.

Wu Xiaoying's black pupils, the red light dissipated little by little, leaving only a trace of viciousness and bloodthirsty.

Moon bitch, I will make you the last one today!

In Yingyue Palace, Mu Xianning was idly looking at some scrolls of fighting skills, which Li Xie got for her from somewhere, but looking at the words that she couldn't fully recognize, she felt a little headache.

The scrolls of fighting skills that Li Xie gave her were all recorded in ancient characters 300 years ago, which gave her a headache.

On the Scorching Moon Continent, apart from weapons, magic combat skills are the only thing that can improve one's martial strength. Various magic skills play a decisive role in some martial arts competitions. An advanced magic combat skill can make a fighter rise to a higher level. More than one step.

But her time is too tight, and her practice is not too timely.

"Forget it, don't practice anymore!" After studying for a long time, Mu Xianning suddenly put the scroll back into the ring and got up annoyed.

"Master, what's the matter?" Yinqin Lieluan was alarmed by Mu Xianning and woke up from his doze.

"I don't practice anymore, I can't read it, and that old monster is not here. There are two days left. I can't understand this thing myself. It's no use worrying." It is not in line with the maturity and stability of a 15-year-old girl.

"Tsk tsk, fickle girl, as soon as I came out, I heard you scolding me." The long-lost voice suddenly sounded, and Mu Xianning couldn't help but look sideways at the red-haired and red-eyed bewitching face. After a long time no see, she actually missed him a little. a feeling of.

Tsk tsk, after all, he can be considered her master, at that age, she has an inexplicable affection for him for her adoptive father.

She hated this kind of emotion, that's why she has been deliberately rebellious and self-willed towards him.But it's been a long time since I saw her, and she couldn't temper her temper. "Why are you willing to come out? Are you better?" The momentary worry flashed in her eyes,

Li Xie was flattered, "Tsk tsk, girl, you have a fever. Are you worried about me?"

Mu Xianning's words were choked up, and her face suddenly returned to indifference, and she countered, "I'm just worried that you, an old monster, will die in it and dirty the Soulblood Moluo!"

Li Xie was taken aback for a moment, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "This is the normal girl." But he felt a little relieved because of her fleeting worry.

It took four or five days of continuous practice before he recovered to the third level of his original skill, but with the help of the soul power in her body, he was able to successfully maintain his materialization again.

"Are you willing to come out? I thought you wouldn't come out because you would watch me being beaten to death at the conference." Mu Xianning said reproachfully. Can't hit him.

"Tsk tsk, it's really rare that you still worry about your own strength." Li Xie still smiled proudly, "You can rest these two days, don't worry, your strength is not a problem at all.