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Chen Qinghedao: "Don't take Xun'er too much. There are always vulgar people who want to fly to the branches by climbing the dragon and holding the phoenix without any effort. However, they don't know that the branches she has been flying to have tried her best to fly to, and some people are there when they are born, so why should they care about such people?"

Jiang Tang's black hair was burned by the Vermilion Bird Fire, and his face looked ugly and ink was dripping.

She whispered: "Junior Brother Chen is right, Junior Sister Ye, you are born to be the daughter of the Mu family. You are a good jade. Not everyone can come to be a fish-like person."

Ye Xun'er's mood is getting better.

After all, this was her only comfort and her innate pride.

From birth to now, she has been proud of Beizhou Mu Mansion for more than ten years.

No matter where she goes, the pride of the daughter of the Mu family will not fade!

...

Chu Yue stood in front of the position of the General Office, not paying attention to the sounds around him.

He looked down at the blood mist throne on the pillow and said silently.

"What's wrong?"

The man's magnetic voice rang in his ears.

Chu Yue raised her head and looked at her handsome face as if she was carved with a knife and axe.

She never said a word.

Then, the jade hand was lightly placed above the position of the General Office, and pressed it hard, so that the seats on both sides were in a flat position.

Chu Yue slowly sat down and raised the corners of her lips slightly: "That's it."

Ye Mohan stared at the girl's clear eyebrows and eyes, looking at her lazy and calm temperament, and thus felt her intention.

Husbands and wife should respect each other.

The breeze hit, slightly lifting up a few strands of ink hair on the night mohan, making the blood mole look like a blooming poppy.

Ye Mohan smiled softly and sat next to Chu Yue, holding Chu Yue's hand anytime and anywhere to dispel the coldness for her.

Seeing this, the warriors felt so sore that their teeth were in pain.

But I have to say that the two are like a pair that is made of heaven and earth.

In this warm picture, everyone suddenly saw Mu Fengming picking up the throne as heavy as iron stone in one hand and casually putting it on the other side of Chu Yue.

Immediately, the big horse golden sword sat upwards, stretched out his hand to tie Chu Yue's cloak, looked at Ye Mohan inadvertently, and asked meaningfully: "Emperor Ye, can't he mind like that worldly man?"

Ye Mohan: "..."

Chu Yue coughed dryly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Then he looked at Ziyuan disciples and others, and saw that they had all stabilized. Although the aura of demonic obstacles in their bodies could not be suppressed, it was a good thing to be controlled by them.

"It's getting late, so the battle competition should start as soon as possible." Chu Yue said.

The head of the Yan family rings the gong and says loudly: "Disciples from the two academies, fight on the battlefield, and continue!"

Ye Xun'er, Jiang Tang, Chen Qinghe and other Shenxuan disciples were already impatient.

They had grudges against Ye Chuyue in their hearts, but they did not dare to vent.

Only the anger in his heart spread to Ziyuan's disciples!

Among the crowd, Su Weiyang was wearing Shenxuan clothes and a little flowery pearl between his eyebrows.

She turned her head and looked at Chu Yue from afar, her expression changing a lot.

Whenever she thought a legend of a generation was about to fall, Ye Chuyue would always break out of her cocoon and create a new legend.

She had a vague illusion that Ye Chuyue’s legendary path would be famous in various continents and head toward the top of the sky!

"Give it all to me!"

Ye Xun'er's order interrupted Su Weiyang's thinking.

"Divine Xuan disciples, show your style, don't be looked down upon by indifferent people. You have been practicing and sharpening your sword for many years, and it's all for this moment!"

Ye Xun'er's words stimulated every Shenxuan disciple.

And this is exactly her purpose!

She wanted to take the disciple Shenxuan to do her best, beat Ziyuan's disciples to the ground, urinate and show her power!

Hongyu, Little Loli, Xue Jiuchi and others among Ziyuan's disciples all subconsciously looked at Chu Yue.

"Sister Elder..."

The little loli murmured to herself.

"Go and go, no need to worry."

Chu Yue smiled slightly and said slowly: "I will take responsibility if I beat you to death."

The onlookers were a little ridiculed when they heard this.

Although they respect Ye Chuyue's heroic behavior, Ziyuan's disciples vomited blood before they even went to fight. Can this group of wastes beat the disciples of Death God Xuan?

Isn’t it a fantasy?

The most ridiculous thing in the world!

"Shi Shi Ye, these are the elites of Shenxuan disciples."

The Marquis of Yongding couldn't help but speak, "As far as I know, Ziyuan's disciples relied on Dean Ji Cang's kindness to enter the academy. Otherwise, with their talents, it would be difficult to become a traitor in the academy. General Ye's words were too confident."

Yongding Hou is considered a personal sensual on weekdays and will not offend others like this.

But he wanted to use Ye Xun'er's identity to gain the reputation of Beizhou Mu Mansion to win over the hearts of warriors from all walks of life.

It is precisely because of this that he stood up for Ye Xun'er.

Even if it is just a waste, as long as it comes from Beizhou Mu Mansion, it has value in use.

Marquis Yongding only wanted to squeeze out the existing value of Beizhou Mu Mansion and use it for his own use!

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Chapter completed!