Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort Chapter 61: As long as I like it, what about the devil?

"Ji Yaohua has arrived, where is Mu Qingge?"

The high drink filled with spiritual power resounded in the sunset grassland. The air wave caused by Ji Yaohuan as the center swept all the people around.

"I am afraid that Young Master Ji's cultivation will surpass me in two years." Commander Xuan Yue sighed and shook his head slowly.

The pride of the younger generation gave him a feeling of being old.

Thinking back then, they were also in high spirits. Of course, although they are not old now, the feeling of being surpassed by the younger generation made him sigh a lot.

The leaders of Bailian and Giant Spirit also looked at each other, and the emotions in each other's eyes were similar to those of Commander Xuanyue.

The three of them are the leaders of the three major heaven-level pilgrimage teams. When they were the same age as Ji Yaohua, they were only at the first level of the Silver Realm.

"Master Ji is so strong!"

"Yeah! And so handsome!"

"Ji Shaozhu is the second-ranked super genius on the Qingying List, so how could Mu Qingge be an opponent?"

"This game, but there is no suspense."

"I only care about the first move Mu Qingge can lose, let's see how much I can earn. Hehe."

There were discussions all around, and it was particularly unpleasant to those who were related to Mu Qingge.

Ji Yaohua is standing in the sunset grassland, dressed casually, holding a folding fan in both hands behind him, waiting, his hair is silk and clothes, no wind is automatic, the corner of his mouth has been hanging with a trace Wu's smile, those eyes are always curved like a crescent moon, giving people a feeling of peace.

Suddenly, amidst the eagerly waiting of everyone, an invincible aura came instantly from a distance.

The momentum dissipated, and Mu Qingge's figure appeared opposite Ji Yaohua.

She is dressed in crimson and blood robes, delicate soft armor, valiant, and her hair is flying. Holding a Linglong gun, the body of the gun is straight and straight, the tip of the gun is sharp and sharp, and it is full of perseverance.

On her beautiful facial features, she could not see any thoughts about this competition. In addition to being calm, there was also a hint of expectation.

"Wow! So handsome!"

"Really handsome! If you compare your looks, I will definitely vote for Young Master Mu."

"Yeah yeah! So handsome! I really want to marry him!"

"Master Ji and Young Master Mu, who do you want to marry?"

"What do I want to do with both?"

"Cut~! A group of nympho, good-looking enough to be eaten? The most important thing is to have strength!" A certain man couldn't listen anymore and retorted.

Immediately, he drew a group of glares.

"Are you capable? If you want someone who doesn't look good, or someone who doesn't have strength, you're still talking nonsense here! Go rough!"

Girls in the rookie world never know what kindness is.

The male rogue was immediately defeated.

'Mu Qingge, you are still here! ' When Han Caicai saw Mu Qingge appear, his heart sank, and his worried mood came out from his long and narrow eyes.

Han Yiren, who was standing beside him, frowned slightly, looked at his brother beside him, and took away the worry in his eyes.

Slowly moving her eyes, her eyes fell on Mu Qingge. She hoped that Mu Qingge would lose completely. It would be better if the young master of the Ji family could accidentally kill this person.

Without this person, perhaps her brother would not have gone astray and lusted after men.

Han Yi people hid their thoughts so well that even Han Caicai didn't notice it.

In the Sang family's camp, Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen both had solemn expressions on their faces. They stood behind the third elder of the Sang family and could not hide their worries.

The third elder looked back, looked at the two, and said, "Xue Wu, but are you worried about Young Master Mu?"

Sang Xuewu was startled, looked at the third elder, and nodded.

The third elder advised: "This is just a test, not a battle of life and death. Therefore, Mr. Mu will lose the test at most, and he will not worry about his life. Don't be too nervous." After speaking, he was full of deep meaning. looked at her.

There are many meanings in that glance, making Sang Xuewu keenly feel that the third elder seems to have misunderstood something. Of course, she didn't explain anything, she just tacitly agreed.

"Hmph, I also said that I don't like Young Master Mu." On the side, Sang Zhilan kept paying attention to Sang Xuewu's movements, and couldn't help but sneered coldly.

"Zhilan, why do you care so much about that guy named Mu?" Sang Ye muttered dissatisfiedly.

Sang Zhilan glared back at him, "Young Master Mu is handsome, responsible, and powerful, so of course I should care about it!" She ignored the anger in Sang Ye's eyes, and her eyes drifted back to Sang Xuewu. , snorted coldly in her heart: 'As long as Sang Xuewu wants, she wants to mess with it! ’

She just can't see Sang Xuewu's clean appearance!

"Do you really consider yourself the saint of the Sang family?" Sang Zhilan sneered coldly.

"What did you say, Zhilan?" Sang Ye asked beside him.

"I didn't say anything." Sang Zhilan replied angrily.

On the other side, Sheng Yuli's eyes never left Qin Yiyao's body. Seeing her nervousness, he could only endure the grief in his heart and persuade him, "Miss Qin, Young Master Mu is an extraordinary person, and there must be a way to get through it safely. Don't worry too much."

Qin Yiyao nodded slowly and gave a soft 'um'.

The appearance of Mu Qingge was just an instant.

In the hearts of the audience, all kinds of thoughts flashed.

Ying Ze stared blankly at the two who were standing opposite each other, wondering what she was thinking.

"You're here." Ji Yaohua showed a bright smile to Mu Qingge. That genial appearance, it doesn't look like he's here for a test.

The corners of Mu Qingge's mouth lifted gently, "Since I promised Young Master Ji, I naturally won't miss the appointment."

"Are you ready?" Ji Yaohua smiled with satisfaction, the hand behind him was placed on his chest, and the folding fan was also opened, shaking it gently in front of him.

Mu Qingge's gaze immediately fell on the folding fan when it appeared.

The fan face and fan bones looked ordinary, but Mu Qingge still felt the aura of an artifact.

'That's Ji Yaohua's weapon! ' Mu Qingge's eyes flashed, and she immediately realized.

Ji Yaohuan has revealed his weapon, which means he is ready.

As soon as Mu Qingge's wrist turned, the Linglong spear in his hand also turned, the spear fluttered lightly, and the Linglong spear made a crisp sound.

Hey—!

The crisp voice rang in everyone's ears, like a twilight drum and a morning bell, making people's minds awake a bit.

"What a magic weapon!" The eyes of the third elder of the Sang family shrank suddenly, and he exclaimed in admiration.

The Sang family is a family of craftsmen.

As the third elder and the core figure in the family, his words are enough to draw the attention of countless people to Linglong Gun. A weapon that everyone in the Sang family can admire is definitely not easy!

Anyone who heard this sentence couldn't help but look at Linglong Gun among the singers of Mu Qing.

Exquisitely carved gun body, uniquely shaped gun head, silver gun tassel, every part seems to be carefully crafted.

Ji Yaohua also narrowed her eyes and said with a smile: "What a magic gun!"

"Master Ji's fan is also good." Mu Qingge responded indifferently.

But her words were mostly perfunctory. Although Ji Yaohua's fan is an artifact, in her eyes, it is not as good as her own exquisite spear, and this fan has many shortcomings.

The third elder of the Sang family did not make any comments on this fan, which is the best proof!

"I can't do this fan. I want to ask the Sang family to help me rebuild it." Who knows, Ji Yaohua looked at the fan in her hand with disgust, and then looked at the position of the Sang family. smile.

With that appearance, it seems that he has completely forgotten about the abduction of Sang Xuewu before.

He forgot, others don't.

Everyone looked at the Sang family, especially Sang Xuewu, with strange eyes, either teasing or joking. They didn't know the details, but they only knew that this competition was started because of Sang Xuewu, but they didn't know that Ji Yaohua intended to Mu Qingge.

The Sang family, in the eyes of Young Master Ji, seems to be a tool!

They are all ancients, but their status is so different.

The people of the Sang family, from top to bottom, all looked at them, and their faces became ugly. If at this time, the third elder of the Sang family showed a tougher attitude and directly rejected Ji Yaohua's request, perhaps in the eyes of everyone, the Sang family had a backbone.

However, as a result of this, Ji Yaohua may remember to hate the Sang family, and then deliberately trouble the Sang family and target the Sang family.

Such consequences cannot be afforded by the current Sang family.

So, after the third elder changed his face, he gritted his teeth and chose to remain silent.

No response, no counterattack, making the playful and contemptuous eyes around him even more intense.

The Sang family seems to have suddenly become the target of public criticism.

Mu Qingge stood opposite Ji Yaohua and could clearly see the expression on his face.

She said with a cold smile: "I heard that the magic weapons built by the Sang family are one in a thousand. I just don't know if Master Ji has the blessing to let the Sang family build weapons for you."

Ji Yaohua's eyes fell on Mu Qingge, and she said innocently, "Is it not enough to be the young master of the Ji family?"

There is a strong threat hidden in these words.

This made some people in the Sang family secretly nervous.

Mu Qingge sneered, "I don't know how the Sang family chose, but if it were me, I wouldn't be the master of refining for Ji."

"Why?" Ji Yaohua asked curiously.

The smile on the corner of Mu Qingge's mouth became more obvious. She said in a very slow and cold voice: "Because, I am not happy."

His—!

Arrogant! Too arrogant!

"It's so noisy, there's nothing!"

"You're brave enough! How dare you reject Young Master Ji so much."

"Is it because I'm afraid that I won't be ugly enough to lose? I don't know how to live or die!"

"Unfortunately, he is not from the Sang family. If so, I really want to see if he has the courage to say this."

"I didn't see that the people in the Sang family were like quails, didn't they dare to say anything?"

Mu Qingge's words were thrown into the calm pool like a pebble, causing thousands of waves.

Even, Ji Yaohuan's smiling eyes narrowed slightly.

"Sang Xuewu is also unwilling to master Ji's master refining." Suddenly, a cold voice sounded like thunder on the ground.

The third elder suddenly turned his head and looked at Sang Xuewu in shock.

And Sang Xuewu just said indifferently: "Third Elder, Xue Wu only represents the individual, not the Sang family." This means that her decision only represents herself and has nothing to do with the Sang family.

After she finished speaking, her eyes crossed everyone and fell on Mu Qingge.

Hearing her words, the corner of Mu Qingge's mouth curved slightly, but she didn't say anything.

Ji Yaohuan's smile became playful. He ignored Sang Xuewu, but looked at Mu Qingge and said, "Looks like I'm going to take this one seriously today."

Mu Qingge smiled brightly, "Could it be that Young Master Ji didn't intend to be serious before? If I remember correctly, this challenge was initiated by Young Master Ji."

Forty or two, it reminded everyone that Ji Yaohua took the initiative to provoked this game with a huge disparity in strength, not Mu Qingge who wanted to borrow his fame!

Everyone is surprised!

Ji Yaohua's eyes flashed lightly, and she smiled: "It's really cunning, so that's your purpose."

Mu Qingge said frankly, "Does Master Ji think too much?"

After she finished speaking, she pulled out the Linglong spear stuck on the ground, and the dust she brought up was thrown directly at Ji Yaohuan.

The mud lifted up, with strength, is like a hidden weapon. Ji Yaohua is like a wind, and she blocked all the dust coming towards him with a fan in her hand.

And when he fell on the fan, Mu Qingge was already holding the Linglong spear and stabbed at him——

Ji Yaohua's eyes were shining brightly, and her figure was as fast as lightning, dodging left and right, constantly avoiding the tip of the Linglong gun.

Each blow failed, but Mu Qingge didn't feel discouraged.

She kept attacking, but she was easily avoided by Ji Yaohua. There was a feeling that she couldn't even touch the corner of her opponent's clothes with all her strength. This made the surrounding people immediately see the level.

In the blink of an eye, forty moves passed by.

Mu Qingge stopped the attack, and Ji Yaohua also stopped.

His steps are agile, his figure is illusory, like a leaf, he stands still, standing opposite Mu Qingge, smiling: "If you only have this ability, within three hundred strokes, you can't hurt me. ."

He was reminding Mu Qingge of the significance of this competition.

Ying Ze carefully looked at the forty moves of the two, frowning lightly. These moves are too simple, not like Mu Qingge's strength.

At the very least, the person who can withstand his three moves without dying is definitely not the only one.

"What's the hurry?" Mu Qingge said lightly with cold eyes.

Assaulting again, she makes a star move.

Without using spiritual power, she directly attacked Ji Yaohua with Linglong spear.

Ji Yaohuan didn't use his spiritual power either, just defending, not attacking.

"The fifty-sixth move..."

"May 7!"

"May 8!"

"Five Nine!"

“…”

"Seventy-two!"

“…”

"One hundred and five tricks!"

Three hundred strokes, one third has passed.

"Look! He has already kept up with Ji Shaozhu's pace!"

"How is that possible?"

Those with sharp eyes have found that Ji Yaohua is no longer simply dodging, avoiding Mu Qingge's attack, and there is already contact between the two.

And every contact is a sword and shadow.

This discovery made the person who was sitting involuntarily lean forward and grasped the armrest of the chair with five fingers.

Ying Ze's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and the corner of his mouth raised a faint smile.

Longyawei's camp, Bai Yan folded his arms around his chest and smiled: "Qingge is using that kid as a sparring partner."

“With Qingge’s temperament, although he accepts this competition passively, he will also drain all the value that this competition can bring.” Yin Chen said lightly.

The two have followed Mu Qingge for a long time, and they already knew her temperament.

There are not many chances to be a sparring partner at No. 2 on the Youth League, and not everyone has the honor.

"One hundred and twenty strokes!"

Someone exclaimed!

After his voice fell, the two in the battle finally separated.

Ji Yaohua's facial features had a smile that couldn't see through the real emotions, and said to Mu Qingge: "How about my sparring?" It seems that he has already seen Mu Qingge's intention.

"Not bad." Mu Qingge replied lightly.

Ji Yaohua's eyes were dark and hard to see, and she said to Mu Qingge with a smile: "The sparring is over, and then it's time for the real action." After speaking, a strong aura immediately rose from his body.

His spiritual power rose to the sky, and the silver spiritual power was mixed with a touch of gold.

"Wow! It's really the sixth floor of the silver realm, and one foot stepped into the golden realm!"

"You're going to become a master of the Golden Realm at such a young age, can you teach us how to live?"

"Young Master Ji is amazing! Really a genius among geniuses!"

These compliments made the faces of the Ji family look proud.

The brilliance of the spiritual power of gold and silver reflected on Mu Qingge's face, her expression was still very flat, and it seemed that she was not affected by this momentum.

Under everyone's attention, Ji Yaohuan's breath began to change.

From the first six floors of the silver realm, it begins to descend.

The fifth floor of the Silver Realm.

The fourth floor of the Silver Realm.

The third floor of the Silver Realm.

Second floor of the Silver Realm!

Although the color of the aura remains the same, the sense of oppression it brings is not as strong as before.

"If my guess is correct, your current cultivation level should be on the second floor of the Silver Realm." Ji Yaohua smiled at Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge stared at him, pursing her lips.

"Even if Ji Yaohua suppresses the realm, the young master is probably still not an opponent." Xuanya said with a dignified expression.

Ya Ya bit her lower lip, "I believe in the young master."

Xuan Ya turned to look at her, her eyes were a little complicated, but she remained silent in the end.

Intellectually, she is not optimistic about this match. Of course, she also felt that Mu Qingge needed all kinds of opportunities to hone herself, and she had to continue to be strong and work hard to prove that her choice was right!

"Mu Qingge, I'm about to start!" After Ji Yaohua finished speaking, she rushed towards Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge's body immediately had the same aura as him, and the silver spiritual energy filled his body and greeted him.

The two figures are equally fast, so fast that people can't catch the trajectory, only the sparks from the fierce battle and the ever-changing phantom.

People who wanted to do tricks at first can't see them clearly now.

"It's really the second floor of the Silver Realm!"

"This Young Master Mu is a few years younger than Young Master Ji. At such an age, it is already very good to have the cultivation of the second floor of the silver realm! If it takes time, he will definitely be able to make a name on the Qingying list. What a pity! I met Young Master Ji at this time."

"What's the matter? Win or lose, today's battle is enough to make him famous."

"That's right! And the previous battle with the winner, Young Master."

"Hehe, I didn't expect that this big hunt, on the sunset grassland, it was a genius!"

There are many discussions, falling into the ears of countless people.

Sang Yichen's heart is full of excitement, and there is even more pride in his eyes!

If possible, he would like to announce to the world that Mu Qingge is his sister! A monstrous genius who came from the Linchuan Realm and the Red Realm!

What Yingze, what Ji Yaohua, nothing compared to her!

If Mu Qingge grew up in the Middle Ages, starting from the Purple Realm, she would be No. 1 on the Qingying List!

He didn't know that when Mu Qingge was not this Mu Qingge, he was just a trash who couldn't cultivate! The time when she really started to cultivate is only the last seven or eight years, which is much shorter than these super geniuses in the Middle Ages.

Han Caicai kept staring at the two in the fierce battle. He didn't expect Mu Qingge to progress so fast, but he still felt that she couldn't win this battle.

'I didn't expect him to be so powerful! ' Han Yiren's eyes flickered, and his mood was a little gloomy.

Mu Qingge's power made her feel a crisis.

If my brother is really deep in mud, and the two of them really do something that goes against ethics, I'm afraid it's not something that a Han family can stop.

Her brother, she knows well.

A child abandoned by his family was left to fend for himself in the Linchuan world, but he was able to return to the Middle Ages by his own strength, and defeated other competitors to win the position of the young master of the Han family.

With such a person, coupled with the equally difficult Mu Qingge, if the two join forces, it will definitely be a disaster for the Han family!

Han Yi people don't want to see their elder brother, because a man turned against his family, let alone his second brother who finally came back, because of such a man, lose everything he has worked hard for.

So, she has to end this before it happens!

At this time, Han Yiren looked at Mu Qingge with murderous intent.

Her intention to kill, even though she was very careful, made Han Caicai beside her feel it. He looked back at his sister beside him, his long and narrow eyes with a compelling look.

Han Yiren was taken aback, quickly restrained, and said with a smile: "Second brother, what are you looking at?"

"Han Yiren, don't be smart." Han Caicai warned lightly.

No matter who Han Yiren's killing intent was aimed at just now, he wouldn't let her do it.

Dang——!

A harsh rubbing sound sounded, and the two figures who were fighting together finally separated again.

Finally seeing the figure, countless eyes immediately fell on Ji Yaohua, as if wanting to see if a miracle happened. Of course, Ji Yaohuan's clothes were a little messy, and there were no cuts or wounds.

And Mu Qingge's expression remained calm, as if not affected at all.

"There are already two hundred and fifteen moves, and there are still eighty-five moves left." Ji Yaohua reminded with a smile.

However, Mu Qingge suddenly closed his eyes and charged at Ji Yaohua again with the Linglong gun in his hand.

Ji Yaohua's eyes suddenly shrank, and she looked at Mu Qingge in shock.

Ying Ze also stood up abruptly from his position and looked at the two people in the competition... No, he should be looking at Mu Qingge.

Not only him, but even the three giants of the hobby world stood up.

What happened!

This is the doubt in the hearts of countless people, but no one has explained it to them now.

Mu Qingge's moves became more and more ruthless, and the angles were tricky, blocking Ji Yaohuan's retreat, forcing him to fight fiercely.

Ji Yaohua's fan continued to pass, sending out a cold arc of light in the air.

Almost every shot will leave a slender wound on Mu Qingge's body. After a while, Mu Qingge's body was covered with a dozen or twenty slender wounds.

These wounds are not deep, but they can make people look embarrassed.

However, Mu Qingge seemed to be unaware, still closed his eyes and kept waving the Linglong spear.

Suddenly, the aura on her body suddenly changed, and the momentum on the second floor of the silver realm felt like she was about to break through the confinement.

"Qingge is about to break through!" Bai Jin exclaimed in shock.

"Breakthrough in battle!"

"It's too perverted! Whoever breaks through is not looking for a quiet place and focusing on breaking through. How can there be such a pervert, and he breaks through in battle!"

"Damn it! It's too dangerous to break through like this. What if I get into trouble?"

"What I'm worried about is that after he breaks through, will he turn from defeat into victory? I bet all of my fortune on Ji Shaozhu to win!"

"Don't worry, Young Master Ji is suppressed everywhere. Even if he succeeds in breaking through, he is not a match for Young Master Ji."

'Mu Qingge! ' Han Cai's hand, which was hidden in the wide sleeve robe, was already clenched tightly, and the evil spirit's facial features were also tensed.

His nervousness attracted the side glances of Han Yi and Ruan Qinglian.

Boom!

A powerful aura rose to the sky.

A dazzling silver light rose from Mu Qingge's body.

Breakthrough!

Three floors of silver!

"The night before Qingge, I realized that I was dancing with a gun. These three days of retreat and practice, and today's breakthrough is just a coincidence." Yin Chen said lightly.

"Breakthrough! Really breakthrough!"

"Damn it! It's too strong, so it became the third floor of the silver realm?"

"Nima! It would be so easy for Lao Tzu to advance!"

"That's genius!"

Mu Qingge's breakthrough in battle, some people are shocked, some people are happy, and some people are dissatisfied.

However, for those who care about Mu Qingge, her sudden promotion and her strength have greatly increased, which is undoubtedly a happy thing, at least she has a little more protection.

Ji Yaohuan finally put away the playful eyes, he pursed his lips, and began to concentrate on coping.

Mu Qingge's marksmanship is very fast and sharp. He took a fancy to Mu Qingge's wrist holding Linglong Spear and made a sudden move. The sharp spiritual power hit Mu Qingge's wrist and sent her Linglong spear flying out.

The sharp gun let go, this scene made everyone hold their breath.

It seems that Mu Qingge's sudden promotion will not change her final defeat.

Mu Qingge's closed eyes slowly opened, and the clear eyes were cold, without waves, only a faint silver light appeared. "The 280th move."

She did not recall the Linglong gun, but attacked Ji Yaohua with her bare hands.

Hands-on battle!

Close-to-body combat is her housekeeping skill!

What I have learned in the past life, what I have learned in this life is integrated!

Inexplicably, at the end, Mu Qingge wanted to use this most direct style of play to end the battle.

The spiritual power in her body is quietly changing, and the way of operation actually follows the way in the first volume of the divine plan. Mu Qingge was immersed in her own world, and she felt that there was an inexhaustible power in her body that could make her destroy the world.

Her fist broke through the wind's barrier and reached Ji Yaohua directly.

Ji Yaohua's expression changed, and the fan in her hand was in front of her, blocking Mu Qingge's fist.

Of course, Mu Qingge's fist didn't stop because of this, instead it became more severe.

Bang-!

With a loud bang, the fist hits the fan.

The fan suddenly turned into fragments and flew around. Ji Yaohua's wrist shook with shock, and her face was full of shock.

A punch actually shattered the artifact?

Even if this artifact is not top grade, it is still an artifact!

What kind of power is that capable of shattering an artifact with one punch?

I'm afraid, not even the winner of natural supernatural power can do it.

Involuntarily, in shock, everyone turned their attention to Ying Ze.

His indifferent face showed no joy or anger, only his facial features were tense, and he looked thoughtfully in the direction of Mu Qingge.

On the sunset grassland, there is no sound.

No matter who it is, they are shocked by the picture of Mu Qingge smashing Ji Yaohua's artifact with one punch.

'Not enough! not enough! ' Mu Qingge's fist was still tightly clenched, the punch just now was not enough to release the powerful and raging power in her body.

She attacked Ji Yaohua again, exerting the sudden burst of power in her body.

'His boxing is so proficient! ’ Ji Yaohua’s body was almost blocked by the shadow of the fist, and there was no way to avoid it, so he could only face these fierce fists head-on.

Boom-boom-!

Mu Qingge's fist kept falling on Ji Yaohua's body.

"Three hundred strokes!"

Just as Ji Yaohua was embarrassed to avoid him, Mu Qingge suddenly raised his eyes, looked at him coldly, and threw a right uppercut at him, hitting him directly in the jaw.

Boom!

The fist almost shattered Ji Yaohuan's jaw. If he hadn't used his spiritual power to protect him at the critical moment, I'm afraid his handsome face would have been destroyed in one fell swoop, with a crooked face and broken teeth. The embarrassing picture.

Ji Yaohua spit out a mouthful of blood and splattered it into the air, and the whole person also flew out and fell directly on the sunset grassland.

The audience was silent.

Even the sound of the wind is clearly visible!

This is... a win?

Don't say that people don't want to believe their own eyes, even Ji Yaohua didn't want to believe it when she was passing through the air.

He was stunned by Mu Qingge's punch, and the severe pain on his jawbone made him feel unreal!

Win!

Mu Qingge actually won!

Losing!

Ji Yaohua actually lost!

The agreement between the two is that within three hundred moves, if Mu Qingge can hurt Ji Yaohua, it is a win.

And now, in the third hundredth move, Mu Qingge hit Ji Yaohuan with one punch, causing him to vomit blood. Isn't this an injury?

Mu Qingge was standing on the ground, her hands were still trembling faintly. Under her skin, a faint golden light appeared, and the surging power in her body had not yet swayed away.

Relying on her strong will, she endured the feeling of being torn inside her body and tightened her facial features.

Ji Yaohua covered her face and returned to face her.

"Why win or lose?" Mu Qingge said coldly.

"You won." Ji Yaohuan's palm showed spiritual power, rubbing her mandible constantly, and said angrily to Mu Qingge.

There was an uproar on the sunset grassland.

Although the ending was already expected, many people were surprised to hear Ji Yaohua admit defeat.

Mu Qingge nodded with cold facial features.

She raised her hand to recall the Linglong gun, and then disappeared in place at the fastest speed.

"Hey! Why are you walking so fast?" Ji Yaohua mumbled.

Mu Qingge's departure broke the silence on the sunset grassland.

"Mu Qingge!"

"Mu Qingge!"

"Mu Qingge!"

On the sunset grassland, the people who woke up from the shock shouted Mu Qingge's name in unison.

The members of the Ji family ran towards Ji Yaohua worriedly. Yingze thought about it and walked towards him.

Mo Yang and the others were worried when they saw Mu Qingge leaving in a hurry. Everyone left quietly and returned to the Longya camp. Mu Qingge, who should have enjoyed the cheers, disappeared in front of everyone's eyes at this moment.

It wasn't until a moment after she left that a tragic cry broke out from the crowd!

"Ah—! All my money!"

With this reminder, countless mourning began on the sunset grassland.

"How are you?" Yingze walked over to Ji Yaohua and asked in a low voice.

Ji Yaohua shook her head, "The skin is traumatized. But, I can't figure out how he has such a strong power!"

Ying Ze was silent. What Ji Yaohua couldn't figure out was exactly what he couldn't figure out. Unfortunately, no one could explain their confusion.

……

Mu Qingge hurriedly returned to the Longya camp and rushed directly into the main tent.

"Amo!"

Si Mo, who was leaning on the chair and reading a book lazily, raised his eyes to look at the person who was rushing from the door. His bluish eyes flashed, and before the book in his hand fell, his person appeared in Mu Qingge around.

"Xiao Ge'er." He supported Mu Qingge, saw the faint golden light on her skin, and his eyes darkened slightly.

"I seem to have a very powerful force in my body. If it doesn't evaporate, I feel like my whole body will explode." Mu Qingge's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and she described her situation to Si Mo with a pale face.

This feeling is the same as the feeling she has experienced in countless dreams, when she practiced the spiritual plan, so she has no doubt that if she can't release the power in her body, her body will really explode.

Si Mo grabbed her hand, pressed it on his chest, and said in a low voice, "Hit me."

What!

Mu Qingge raised her eyes and looked at Si Mo in shock.

What is hitting him?

The punch she hit Ji Yaohua just now, she felt that it didn't take much effort, and she had already knocked him away. If she hit Si Mo...

"Quick!" Si Mo urged involuntarily.

"Your injury." Mu Qingge hesitated.

Si Mo's eyes warmed, his little song always cared about his injury.

"I'll be fine, even though all the power in your body will evaporate." Si Mo smiled, and that kind of smile made Mu Qingge extra trustworthy. Invariably do as he says.

Putting her lips together, she finally released the power in her body.

A large incomparable force raged out from her fist and poured into Si Mo's chest.

His chest seemed to have turned into a huge vortex, constantly swallowing the power gushing out of Mu Qingge's body.

It took a full quarter of an hour for Mu Qingge to feel that the power in her body was almost absorbed. She breathed a sigh of relief and said to Si Mo, "I'm fine, how are you?"

Si Mo slowly shook his head and stroked Mu Qingge's eyebrows, "I'm fine."

Withdrawing her hand, Mu Qingge asked suspiciously, "What the **** is going on here?" In her heart, she vaguely felt that it had something to do with the first volume of Shence, but she couldn't say why.

If Si Mo hadn't sucked her power away in time, I'm afraid her end would have exploded like countless dreams.

"Shen Ce's practice is different from the way you practice now, so there is conflict, it's fine. It's fine to learn to control slowly." Si Mo soothed.

Mu Qingge nodded thoughtfully.

Of course, when Si Mo's eyes fell on the messy wounds on Mu Qingge's body, he suddenly froze.

Obviously, Mu Qingge had already recovered from these injuries, and now all that's left is the damage to her clothes.

However, he still couldn't control the anger he wanted to kill.

"Mu Qingge, I have something to look for you, come out and see." Suddenly, Han Caicai's voice rang from outside the tent.

Mu Qingge was taken aback and looked at Si Mo.

Si Mo smiled and said, "Go."

"Aren't you jealous?" Mu Qingge looked at his reaction curiously.

Si Mo said: "I believe in you."

Mu Qingge slapped him on his cheek, turned and walked out of the main tent. There was no sign of Han Caicai outside the tent, and he disappeared in place with a thought.

When it reappears, it is already in a secluded place outside Longya Camp.

Han Caicai stood with her back to her, and Mu Qingge asked, "What's the matter with you calling me out?"

Han Caicai turned to face Mu Qingge, her narrow eyes filled with unprecedented seriousness. "Mu Qingge, you have to leave him. You can't be together."

Mu Qingge's eyes narrowed slightly, and her voice became a little colder: "Han Caicai, I consider you a friend, but that doesn't mean I can tolerate your interference in my life."

Han Caicai opened her eyes wide, looked at her and said, "What do you know? Are you blinded by emotions? He and you and we are not the same person at all."

"Whether it's a traveller or not, I know it, you don't need to worry about it." Mu Qingge's tone was calm with a bit of coldness.

"He is a demon! Demon, do you understand? If one day, we can enter the legendary land of gods and demons, you and him will be opposites. Even if we can't go, there is no way between you and him. He can live for tens of thousands of years, but what about you? Even if you cultivate to the golden realm, your lifespan is only ten thousand years. To him, you are only a moment in your life. Do I love you?" Han Caicai said fiercely.

Magic! Si Mo is a devil!

Finally got an answer, although it wasn't what Si Mo said.

……

In the Ji family's camp, Ji Yaohuan took the medicine for healing, and it was no longer a problem. As he said, Mu Qingge's last punch was on his jaw, not his body. Although he suffered severe pain, it was only a skin injury.

After taking the elixir, he basically felt no pain.

Just—

Ji Yaohua looked at the bronze mirror in the tent carefully, and muttered, "It seems that my face is a little crooked."

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and he turned around abruptly.

In his tent, I don't know when there was an extra person, covered in black clothes and brocade robes, tall and tall, giving people a very powerful aura.

Of course, he couldn't see his face.

"Who are you?" Ji Yaohua shouted loudly.

This person appeared in his tent, but he didn't disturb the people in the family. Most importantly, he didn't feel the presence of a breath. If he hadn't seen the figure in the mirror, he wouldn't even have found it.

This alone is enough to show that the visitor is extraordinary!

"I'm here to give you the gauntlet." The indifferent voice descended like an oracle, and no rejection was allowed.

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