Quickly pass through the male god's cute wife

Chapter 220 This is the Genius (21)

It's quicker not to kill, but I can't get rid of the anger in my heart.

Qiyue and their ring attracted the attention of many people.

Even if she covered her face, in the eyes of the audience, this disparity in body ratio made everyone feel that this was a beauty and the beast contest.

Maybe it only takes one move, and this girl who is as weak as paper will be beaten off the ring.

Patriarch Feng was naturally there too, and when he saw such a scene, his face immediately turned blue.

He jumped up against the table, pointed at Qiyue on the stage and shouted, "Ni Nu, what are you messing around with, come down soon."

Everyone saw Patriarch Feng's voice, and then they reacted.

Isn't Yin Qiyue the sixth miss of the Feng family?

That ugly and useless Miss Six.

No wonder the name seemed familiar just now.

But why did she get into the ring? Could it be that she was going to die?
The referee, who was about to start the verdict, paused, and hurried to Qiyue, "Miss Six, do you really want to compare?"

After all, Xichen is no stranger to the name of the sixth miss of the Feng family.

It is well known that she is a waste material.

The Feng family's voice is to inform everyone that their Feng family still cares about Miss Six.

It's just that I don't know whether I'm worried about this person, or the Feng family's face.

Qiyue flicked his sleeves, and said with a half-smile, "Is it me or Master Feng? What are you listening to him for?"

Master Feng doesn't care about her life or death, after all, when the original owner was miserable, he never appeared.

And the selection test is a big event, and the whole Xichen will pay attention to it.

She appeared in the ring as a waste, losing not only her own face, but also the face of the entire Feng family.

Not only did he produce a waste material, but he also condoned the waste material to run amok.

The referee froze, and looked at Patriarch Feng who was on the verge of going berserk, with sweat protruding from his forehead.

"this this"

Qiyue looked at him impatiently, "Why, can I compete after I signed up?"

Perhaps because Qiyue's eyes were too frightening, the referee's back was dripping with cold sweat, and he hurriedly said, "Of course it is possible."

Get off the ring and walk aside.

Looking at Qiyue's back, he shook his head.

Sure enough, it's a waste without brains, and it's self-willed and doesn't know how to limit it. Seeing that the Feng family has lost face this time, will there be good fruit to eat then?

The others were happy to see Yue making a fool of himself.

After all, no matter how bad she is, she is still the sixth miss of the Feng family, representing the face of the Feng family.

Feng Qiyun and Feng Xianyun were a little excited, they could finally see this trash embarrassing again.

Since Qiyue was not in Feng's house, their sense of superiority could not be shown.

Feng Qiyun moved closer to Feng Yiyun's side, and smiled in a difficult tone, "Second sister, do you think Feng Qiyue has something wrong with her brain, how could anyone rush to the door to seek death?"

Feng Yiyun hid her hands under her sleeves, tightly clutching the corners of the sleeves.

Brain problem?
Feng Yiyun looked at Qiyue on the stage who had changed drastically from before, her heart couldn't stop beating.

It's not that there is a problem with her brain, she has already repaired her tendons.

Also find out everything that happened that year.

Thinking of the letter he received before, Feng Yiyun's heart fell into a trough.

She is sure to deal with Qiyue, no matter how powerful she is, but there is that person's help behind her, isn't she?

The Assassination Pavilion, the kind of assassin organization that has an eye for money, can be settled with money.

At that time, Qiyue will not be fighting alone, so what qualifications can she have to win?

Cultivation?

Don't be kidding, if she can't beat it by herself, there are still many high-level monsters in her beast taming space.

And it's only been a month. After repairing her tendons, no matter how fast she improves, she can only recover one level higher than before.

The first rank of samurai is simply not enough to watch.

Thinking of this, Feng Yiyun's impetuous heart calmed down.

Worriedly withdrawing her gaze, she turned her head to look at Feng Qiyun, and blamed, "How can you say that about Sister Yue, she is naturally measured."

Feng Qiyun replied unhappily, "Properly? Second sister, you can see clearly that a waste has no cultivation, and the opponent is an eighth-rank warrior. What are you doing if you are not courting death?"

Feng Yiyun took a closer look, and it was true.

A happy and comfortable heart, almost laughing out.

She quickly lowered her head to hide her expression that was about to lose her temper, and said in a low voice, "Sister Yue is sensible, I trust her."

Feng Qiyun stared at Qiyue irritably.

Why does this person have to maintain what the second sister does, and still trust her 100%, it's really maddening.

As a young genius in the border town, Wang Yutao's family background is not very good.

When he saw that his opponent was a little girl with little cultivation, he was a little annoyed.

He thought that Qiyue checked his family situation and came up deliberately to humiliate him.

Immediately, the anger couldn't be stopped.

Now that you are on the stage, lie down for me.

Of course Qiyue also noticed it, but she didn't care, she just glanced at him lightly and then looked to the side.

Immediately, he met a pair of bright star-like eyes.

Today, that black hair was not scattered casually, and tied up with a purple gold and jade crown, revealing a magnificent face.

Qiyue just took a glance and then looked away, without stopping for a second.

He Lianwen couldn't help touching his face.

I couldn't help but wonder, "Why, isn't it good-looking enough to attract her enough?"

As he spoke, he grabbed the staff beside him and asked, "What do you think of this prince's face?"

The staff was a little frightened, and couldn't figure out why He Lianwen asked such a question.

He swallowed, and said tremblingly, "His Royal Highness looks like a man from heaven."

He Lianwen didn't look very happy, he heard a mutter.

"Then why doesn't she like it?"

she?
Who is she?

Qiyue cupped her fists and said to Wang Yutao, "Yin Qiyue asked Brother Wang for advice."

Wang Yutao looked ruthless, shaking his muscular body, pointing his nostrils at Qiyue, "Little girl, there is no need to teach you, you can get out of the stage soon."

He Lianwen could clearly see his defiant appearance, and had already made a blacklist in his heart.

Remember the name Wang Yutao with Li Xiangguo and everyone in the Feng family.

Imperial College doesn't want such a "prestige" person.

Helian Wen has been in the Imperial College for nearly ten years and is already the vice president of the Imperial College.

It's just a name, not many people know it.

And to decide whether a person is eligible to enter the Imperial Academy, all he needs is a word.

Originally, he planned to directly recommend Qi Yue to Imperial College, but Qi Yue didn't want to.

"I want to go in on my own strength," she said.

He Lianwen had no choice but to say, "It's also strength to rely on your man to get in."

Qiyue: "Can it be the same? I don't want people to have a fixed perception that Feng Qiyue is a waste, and he has to rely on others to get into Imperial College."

She said: "I don't want to be labeled as a trash wherever I go in the future."

(End of this chapter)