stocking the prince to death

Chapter 174
Lan Fenghua seemed a little aware of it: "..."

She was really normal when she said that!

Oh, why is it so difficult to be a good person in this world?
Seeing Lan Fenghua's sighing expression, Mo Qi let out a "puchi" laugh.

Lan Fenghua looked at Mo Qi with an aggrieved expression and shrugged his shoulders.

Mo Qi smiled friendly.

Ji Ruyue: "..."

He tugged at Mo Qi's hair and twisted her hair around his fingertips, "Xiao Qi, there's nothing to see in the future, go back."

Mo Qi: "Well, but there is no comparison between painting, poetry and singing! Why don't you finish the painting?"

In fact, she still has some interest in ancient paintings.

In her previous life, when she was Mo Qi, the descendant of the Mo family of the family of the thief, she had learned piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, singing and dancing since she was a child.

It can be said that Wenbi of the Honor Society was almost tailor-made for her.

She is best at chess, followed by painting.

She can paint to a state where a hundred birds are in a phoenix.So she also wanted to see the difference between the paintings of Fengyuan Continent and what she knew.

"Yes!" Ji Ruyue raised her chin, "I can change the next competition to tomorrow."

"Well, that's fine, so let's start the painting competition now?"

Ji Ruyue nodded, and he looked at Mo Cang.

Mo Cang's face darkened, and he said nonchalantly, "In this case, the winner of the book competition is Su Yaoyao from Northern Xinjiang."

"Next, Huabi!"

The master of the painting competition is southern Xinjiang.

The person who guards the ring in southern Xinjiang is a face-to-face man. It is said that he is Yan Xi, the young master of the Yan family in southern Xinjiang.

Dressed in black, with a gloomy expression, he is the kind of person that people subconsciously reject at the first glance.

Mo Qi frowned, "I always think this person is very strange."

"Naturally, the Yan family is best at refining Gu!"

"No wonder..." Mo Qi understood.

Beijiang directly abstained again, Mo Qi was a little surprised, "Besides the book competition, Beijiang won't participate in anything else?"

Xiang Feng successfully drew two blank lots.

If they don't take the initiative, then the Zun Enhui will definitely lose.

"Northern Xinjiang is No.4 in the honor meeting every year."

Si Bai didn't know when he came to Mo Qi's side, he chuckled lightly and said.

Mo Qi nodded.

Ji Ruyue showed disgust on her face, "Get out of here!"

"No, what about you?"

"It's okay to kill you." Ji Ruyue sneered.

Si Bai was not afraid, he looked straight at Ji Ruyue, "Waiting for you!"

The corner of Mo Qi's mouth twitched, and she tugged at Ji Ruyue's sleeve, "Watch the game, don't kill people or anything."

She felt that she should change Ji Ruyue's idea of ​​killing people at every turn.

People in South Vietnam are still Lan Fenghua.

"Is there no one left in Southern Border?" Si Bai sneered.

"I like it!" When Mo Qi heard Si Bai mocking Lan Fenghua, he felt like he was being excluded from his hometown.

She didn't hesitate to speak up against Si Bai.

Si Bai was startled, then smiled lowly, "Yes, I like it!"

Mo Qi: "..."

She discovered that ever since she became Mo Sheng, she has been surrounded by perverts! ! !
【Master, you finally have this awareness! 】

<roll roll roll! ! ! >

Mo Qi secretly rolled his eyes, "Wushang, if you continue like this, you will lose me!" >

[Who told you not to make good money, Master? 】

<Is it my fault that MMP can’t make money? >

Mo Qi gritted her teeth, "Tonight I want to make Rouge drunk and make money!" ! ! >

[Congratulations, master, come on, master! 】

　Second watch, there are two more chapters I'll put in the afternoon, don't wait baby~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)