Ghost King’s Medical Consort

The wind was whistling in the ears, and the scenery on both sides retreated quickly. After a while, Mu Qianyue and his party left the Qingyuan of Monan, seeing a magnificent town in front of them from a distance.

To prevent unnecessary sensation, Mu Qianyue and others stepped down from the backs of Heiyu and Wuhai before they approached the city of Monan, preparing to walk into the city.

Hei Yu and Wu Hai moved back to the mini version. The two beasts were about to fall on Nalanjing’s shoulders. Thinking of his powerful beast training skills, they all shuddered, turning around and jumping to Ye Hanqing. Body.

Obviously Ye Hanqing's performance was much better than Cang Ming and Xuan Ye. His face did not show any scared expression, but found it very funny. For a while, he teased Hei Yu's two black tongs, and then he pulled Wuhai again. Fish tail.

After a period of rest, Tong Xiaoxiao and others have taken Coagulant, and their injuries are mostly healed, and they can basically walk.

"Long Ting, can you shrink?" Mu Qianyue raised her head to look at the dragon eagle flying in the air, looked at his huge figure, frowned slightly.

"This is a trivial matter to me." Long Ting's voice is mellow, with a strange magical power, his huge figure shakes, and instantly becomes a mini version of the dragon eagle, flying in front of Mu Qianyue's eyes, two The little wings fluttered and looked very cute. It was two different styles from the previous fierce and brutality.

If you don't see it in person, it's hard to associate him with Dragon Eagle.

"Huh! You know the stinky fart!" Hei Yu said sourly, wishing that he would also show his wings in front of Mu Qianyue.

"So what? It's always more beautiful than you two ugly guys. Look at you, each of you, one by one, so many feet are scary!" Long Ting snorted slightly.

"You!" Hei Yu and Wuhai were so angry that their faces turned blue and their eye sockets turned red.

Mu Qianyue couldn't help chucking a laugh when she heard the words. It seemed that Long Ting's mouth was very poisonous. Hei Yu and Wuhai are scorpions and squids, and indeed they have many feet.

A quarter of an hour later, Mu Qianyue and his party arrived under the wall of Monan City.

"Girl Mu, Son Nalan, Son Ye, if you don't dislike it, the three can live in our Fengyue Pavilion temporarily so that we can repay the three of them for their life-saving grace." Tong Xiaoxiao looked at Mu Qianyue San with a sincere gaze. The person said.

"No, we just robbed it in the same way." The corner of Mu Qianyue's lips curled, and there was a curve on her beautiful little face, like the flawless Qionghua of Jieyu.

Tong Xiaoxiao was taken aback for a moment, with a touch of touch on her face, she knew that Mu Qianyue said that she didn't want to have a psychological burden. Seeing that Mu Qianyue and Nalanjing didn’t plan to go to Fengyue Pavilion with them, Tong Xiaoxiao also insisted on staying with both hands. “If this is the case, then I won’t force it, but Xiaoxiao still hopes that the three can Play in Monan City for a few more days, and visit our Fengyue Pavilion as a guest. Now that I have something to do, I will leave."

Mu Qianyue and the three beasts decided to find an inn to live in, and then slowly inquire about the whereabouts of the big brother. On New Year's Eve, my eldest brother also wrote to say that a force had been formed here, and he didn't know how it was going.

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Maple Court

In the martial arts field, everyone sat on the ground, looking at the tall and slender figure in the center.

The man wore a green lotus-colored robe and held a seven-foot sword blade in his hand. His figure was like a wandering dragon. The snow-like sword lights slammed toward the surroundings. Everyone around him exclaimed, his eyes filled with fiery worship.

"Pavilion Master is so amazing!"

"Yes! The Pavilion Master is only 19 years old, and he has reached the strength of the 9th-order King Martial Artist. It is estimated that it will not be long before the Pavilion Master will become the Emperor Martial Artist!"

"Oh my god, such a young imperial martial artist, I am afraid that the entire Tianwu Continent can't find a few."

Tong Xiaoxiao walked into the martial arts arena, and when he saw the familiar figure, a flash of joy flashed in his black eyes, and he walked quickly over.

"Mu Rufeng."

The clear and sweet voice sounded in the martial arts field, as if it had a strange penetrating power, and it was clearly introduced into the noisy crowd.

Mu Rufeng stopped, looked at the woman walking in the distance, and said to everyone, "Practice martial arts yourself."

Then he walked towards Tong Xiaoxiao, and when he saw a trace of blood stained on her clothes, he couldn't help but frowned, "Why are you hurt?"

"It's okay, just a little injury." Tong Xiaoxiao showed a bright smile on his face, and carefully took out a yellowed sheepskin roll from his arms, "This is for you."

"What is this?" Mu Rufeng stretched out his hand and opened it. When he saw that it was a map, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes and turned into anger, "Who asked you to take the risk?"

"The **** saw that you have a map like this, just because I thought I had seen a map like this in Pang's house in Heishui City, so I sneaked and stole it." Seeing his face With an angry expression, Tong Xiaoxiao suddenly felt very wronged. She ran to Pang's house in Heishui City alone, not knowing how much effort it took to steal it.

On the way, she happened to encounter the squad that Fengyue Pavilion had gone to experience, but she was ambushed again. She thought she was dead, thought she would never see him again, and finally came back alive, but he treated herself like this.

Isn't it all for him if I have done all this with all my energy? Thinking of this, Tong Xiaoxiao's eyes reddened, and a layer of crystal mist appeared under his eyes, pitiful.

"Pavilion Master, we were ambushed by flying thief on the road, the deputy Pavilion Master chose to blew the Dantian in order to save us, and almost died... Otherwise, depending on the strength of the Deputy Pavilion Master, she would have no problem running away alone. Later, I met three strong men. They saved us, otherwise we would all die there." said a wounded Fengyue Pavilion member.

"I was ambushed by the flying thief? What's the matter?" Mu Rufeng frowned, and a touch of astonishment quickly passed across his face.

Through the Fengyue Pavilion member, Mu Rufeng finally understood the whole story, and his handsome face was solemn. It seems that the flying thief was definitely intentional, especially after the tabloid's reputation as Fengyue Pavilion. , They still have to do it.

In Mu Rufeng's trance, Tong Xiaoxiao gave a cold snort, turned and left, and quickly left the martial arts arena.

Seeing the girl's leaving figure, Mu Rufeng's eyes showed a look of helplessness, and she stepped up to catch up. "Tong Xiaoxiao..."

"What are you doing?" Tong Xiaoxiao paused, turned his head, and glanced at him anger.

"My tone may have been a little over." Mu Rufeng's handsome face was unnatural. He looked down at the map in his hand, and suddenly felt a bit heavy and a little cold and indifferent. "Don't take any risk next time. I'm not worth it."