Ghost King’s Medical Consort

Ling Feng glanced at him, and suddenly a stunning color flashed in his eyes.

The woman’s eyebrows are picturesque, her skin is snowy, and the light golden sun shines on her delicate face, as if coated with a layer of shining light, and her pink lips are like ripe cherries, glowing with seductive luster. , The breeze blew a strand of blue silk by her cheeks, across those black eyes that were as bright as stars, with a trace of indifference and carelessness, sitting lazily on a chair, like white and flawless jade, not stained with dust, peerless Refined.

Who is this woman? This looks like Yun Chang can't match it!

"Ling Feng, what are you looking at?" Fang Yiran showed a decent smile on his face, but a touch of jealousy flashed in his heart, even Ling Feng was fascinated by her, this vixen!

Ling Feng recovered from the amazement, seeing Mu Rufeng sitting next to her, a flash of jealousy flashed in his heart, why is this hillbilly so lifeless? He seemed to have something to do with Fang Yiran before. After Fang Yiran didn't want him, there was such a stunning woman next to him. Well, it seemed that the girl in a rouge dress beside him also looked good.

"It's nothing, it's just very surprised that Fengyue Pavilion has even found a few helpers, so I'm afraid that it will be a miserable loss." Ling Feng gathered the stunning color under his eyes and looked at Fang Yiran, but his eyes fell slightly. It was a wave of anger that Fang Yiran thought was his fiancée, so he could control himself at will? Humph! If it were not for her family's money, he would not be engaged to such an artificial woman.

Mu Qianyue felt that when she saw Ling Feng, a cold murderous aura surged across her body, but she was soon suppressed by him, as if it was her illusion just now, her brows could not help but frowned slightly, it must be the elder brother. What happened with Ling Feng.

"There is one thing I forgot to tell you." Tong Xiaoxiao said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Half a month ago, Fang Yiran's eighteenth birthday, sent an invitation to invite Rufeng to participate. The result is like Feng. Only after I went there I realized that it was not a simple birthday banquet at all, but an engagement banquet between Fang Yiran and Ling Feng. Patriarch Fang took this opportunity to suppress the insult to Rufeng... and Fang Yiran didn’t say anything before. Rufeng returned. After Fengyue Pavilion, I stayed behind closed doors and stayed in the martial arts field all day."

Hearing this, Mu Qianyue's eyes were filled with hostility. No wonder the older brother was a lot thinner and colder than before, and only smiled when he was in front of him.

She could even imagine that scene, the eldest brother went to a banquet with gifts full of joy, not waiting for the lover's tender eyes and soft words, but a head blow! At that time, how painful my eldest brother should be! !

Before that, Fang Yiran didn't reveal anything, and even helped Ling Feng humiliate her elder brother, which shows that she doesn't really like her elder brother at all!

These people, she will make them regret, especially Fang Yiran and Fang Patriarch!

"Thanks to everyone who can respect the old man, today the old man made a ugly gesture and came to be a referee. Let me talk about the rules of the competition. Each house sends three people and earns ten points for each win. The one with the most points can get half of the mountain range. Quan, the second-pointer can get two-thirds of the remaining half, and the last one-third will be allocated to the family with the least points. I don’t know if you have any opinions?" Xietian snorted coldly and stopped looking. Mu Rufeng and the others went straight to the first seat and sat down, and said, let alone how prestigious that style is.

"No opinion." Patriarch Qin and Patriarch Fang both said with a pleased smile.

The three young male disciples sent by the Qin family, as did the two male disciples sent by the Fang family.

As for the Fengyue Pavilion, since neither the pavilion owner nor the patron can participate in the competition, Tong Xiaoxiao and two other members were sent.

"Brother, let me go." Mu Qianyue stood up, the cold light in his eyes flashed, and disappeared for a moment.

"The sect master, the first game, let me come." Ye Hanqing said, the opponent's strength is not simple, except for Tong Xiaoxiao and the sect owner, everyone else's strength is average, obviously not their opponents. .

In the first game, each of the three schools sent a disciple, and the three faced each other on the same stage. Whoever fell out of the competition stage first, even if he lost, the last one to stay on the stage was the first.

This is obviously an unfair game, because the Qin family and the Fang family used to secretly communicate the music, and now they are definitely the ones who will unite to attack the Fengyue Pavilion.

"Okay, you go, be careful." Mu Qianyue nodded, letting Ye Hanqing practice it.

Ye Hanqing moved on to the high platform.

Sure enough, the disciple of the Qin family and the disciple of the Fang family looked at each other after they took the stage, and then attacked Ye Hanqing together.

The two of them were surrounded, their swords were fierce, and every sword pierced Ye Hanqing's main point.

Ye Hanqing dodged around in an elegant and flexible figure, avoiding their attacks every time. The long sword in her hand was raised, and a bright sword light passed by. The Qin family's disciple was instantly knocked out, ruthlessly He fell severely under the competition platform.

He whirled, and continued to fly out, only to see that the remaining Fang family disciple was also knocked off the competition platform.

The whole action was done in one go, like moving clouds and flowing water, as cool as the wind.

The members of the Fengyue Pavilion shouted in excitement, and Mu Qianyue's eyes showed a faint smile. This is the first time she has seen Ye Hanqing take action. The strength is quite good, facing the opponents of the two who are similar in strength. Without the slightest panic, let alone the slightest sluggishness, the movements are clean and tidy, obviously someone who has practiced martial arts seriously, otherwise it is impossible to do so skillfully.

The faces of Patriarch Fang, Patriarch Qin and others became so terrible that they didn't expect to lose in the first game, and still lose so quickly!

"I'll come for the second game." Tong Xiaoxiao hummed, his body moved, and his body fell on the competition table elegantly and flexibly.

Fang and Qin both thought about it a little bit, and both sent the strongest members of the family. Both were Tier 4 king martial artists. One had a sturdy and powerful back, and the other was as thin as a firewood, with extremely good body movements. Flexible, staring at Tong Xiaoxiao darkly.

Wearing a long rouge dress, she perfectly outlines her figure, like a crape myrtle blooming on the top of the Qingluan mountain, out of the ordinary, the ink dances, the slender and beautiful figure exudes a noble and elegant Her breath, holding the sky-blue ice thunder sword, gave her a touch of heroism in her eyebrows.

"Qin and Fang are all Tier 4 king martial artists, do you think the deputy pavilion master will lose?"

"I do not know."

For a while, the faces of the members of the Fengyue Pavilion were worried.

Mu Qianyue’s expression was quite pale, even if Tong Xiaoxiao lost, it didn’t matter. In the last game, she went to the battle by herself. Once the Nine Changes of Tai Chi is started, her strength will be greatly improved, comparable to the eighth-order king martial artist, and Qin Among the younger generations of family and Fang family, no one is his opponent at all.