Wanjie supporting role system

Chapter 610 The Oiran
Mo Qingling can be regarded as an outstanding figure among the twelve oirans. His strength has reached the first level, but he is a real strong man.

A strong man, even in the Heavenly Sword City where the strong are like a cloud, can be regarded as a first-line strong man, and there is an insurmountable gap with warriors.

The appearance of Mo Qingling made the atmosphere on the field weird again.

Especially what she said just now, she was clearly looking for trouble for Li Qingqiu! Liao Qingye's eyes lit up, and unlike the others, he felt extremely excited, and he immediately said in a deep voice: "The number one beauty in Tianjian City Miss Qingqiu is here, what's the matter with Miss Mo?"

His voice was very crisp, and he deliberately emphasized his tone above the number one beauty in Tianjian City.

Anyone in Tianjian City knew the conflict between Mo Qingling and Li Qingqiu. To be precise, it was Mo Qingling who hated Li Qingqiu alone.

The reason is very simple, Li Qingqiu is the most beautiful in Tianjian City, while Mo Qingling is only the second most beautiful.

The meaning of Liao Qingye's words is also very simple, he wants to borrow a knife to kill someone.

Li Qingqiu made him lose face in public, how could he swallow his anger with his character?
Before, it was because the Li family was powerful, so he was not easy to get angry, but Mo Qingling was different, she was one of the twelve oirans of the Wu Pavilion, what level of power was the Wu Pavilion, it was even bigger than the Tianyuan Dynasty The presence!
How can the daughter of a mere family from Heavenly Sword City be compared with the Huakui of Wu Pavilion?
Sure enough, after hearing the number one beauty in Tianjian City, Mo Qingling's smiling face suddenly darkened.

"The number one beauty in Heavenly Sword City? The number one beauty in Heavenly Sword City doesn't have a good vision. The guards you choose are so poor. Are you going to protect the master, or is the master protecting you?"

"Or, are you just a little boy raised by the number one beauty in Tianjian City?"

"Hehe, not bad, not bad, with thin skin and tender skin, he is indeed a handsome young man. No wonder the number one beauty in Jiancheng likes you so much!"

Mo Qingling laughed and mocked wantonly.

She said that on purpose, even though she is one of the twelve oirans of the Wu Pavilion, it is obviously unreasonable to indiscriminately attack people from the four major families.

Therefore, she must find a reasonable reason to act, and Zheng Rui is a good breakthrough point.

As long as he or Li Qingqiu is forced to get angry and take action, she has a hundred ways to deal with them slowly!
"Hehe, the number one beauty in Tianjian City can only be me, a small daughter of the four major families, dare to compete with me? Court death!"

Mo Qingling smiled secretly in her heart.

Unexpectedly, none of Zheng Rui and Li Qingqiu got angry, and they didn't even show any expression at all. Their expressions were still calm, as if they were looking at a jumping clown.

Especially Zheng Rui, his eyes are more interesting, as if he is looking at an idiot.

He said: "Mo Qingling, after so many years, I never thought that you are still so stupid. Have you forgotten that you knelt on the ground and begged me for mercy two years ago in order to save your life?"

"It seems that your scar is healed and you forget the pain!" As soon as this remark came out, everyone on the field was shocked.

Especially Liao Qingye and others were speechless.

Bragging is not so bragging, one of the Twelve Oirans of the Martial Court, whose strength has reached Mo Qingling, would beg for mercy from you, a mediocre person?
Why don't you say that you are the current emperor?
Everyone thought that Zheng Rui must be crazy to say such a thing!
"Haha, it's true that there is no way to go to heaven, and there is no way to come in from hell. I was thinking about how to deal with him, but I didn't expect him to take the initiative to give him the opportunity. Now it's fun to watch!" Liao Qingye smiled secretly, his face full of tears It's a joke.

"Are you courting death?"

The icy murderous intent surrounded Mo Qingling's body, turning into wisps of biting cold wind and spreading around.

Everyone present felt a deadly aura rising from Mo Qingling's body!
This is a vast and boundless power, a power that warriors will never have!
The slightly weaker martial artists on the field were shaken by this force, and their faces changed drastically, and they retreated dozens of meters before they escaped from the influence of the air mechanism.

"As expected of the Twelve Oirans of the Martial Court, their strength is indeed strong. I heard that Mo Qingling is only ranked in the middle of the Twelve Oirans. The middle ranks all have such terrifying strength. Wouldn't the top few be against the sky? up?"

"This is natural. What kind of existence is the Martial Pavilion? It is a more terrifying existence than the Tianyuan Dynasty. Their twelve oirans are naturally not ordinary people!"

Everyone looked at Mo Qingling standing in the center with respect and awe, with fluttering black hair.

No one was optimistic about Zheng Rui. After all, the gap between the two was too great. They estimated that Zheng Rui might not be able to sustain even half a move in Mo Qingling's hands, and he would be instantly killed.

Facing Mo Qingling who was about to go berserk, Zheng Rui was still very calm and said, "You can just give it a try!"

"Looking for death!" Mo Qingling was extremely furious, stomped heavily, and rushed towards Zheng Rui as fast as a thunderbolt.

The ten fingers of her hands exuded a cold chill, and she slammed Zheng Rui's heart fiercely. If this blow hits, let alone the warrior's physical body, even the steel will be crushed into pieces!
However, just when Mo Qingling's ten fingers were about to pinch Zheng Rui's chest, Zheng Rui's body suddenly divided into several phantoms.

The next moment, Mo Qingling received three heavy palms respectively on the chest and lower abdomen, and was beaten back nearly dozens of steps.

Feeling the severe pain coming from her body, she widened her eyes with an incredible look on her face: "Three strikes of thunder, you are Zheng Rui, Zheng Gongfeng?!"

Inside the Li family mansion, there was silence.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at Mo Qingling, who was knocked back dozens of meters away, and was quite embarrassed, and Zheng Rui, who looked calm and was slowly retracting his arms.

"Mo, Mo Qingling was actually defeated? A majestic strong man was defeated like this?"

"Who is that kid? How could he be so powerful?"

"Didn't you hear what Mo Qingling said just now? She called that kid Zheng Gongfeng! Did they know each other before?"

"Anyway, to be able to knock back a strong man of the same level with one palm, this kid is definitely not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by others. This is a good show!"

Not only these people, but even Mo Qingling himself was so surprised that his scalp tingled.

She naturally knew Zheng Rui, not only did she know each other, but also had a relationship with him.

Once, because of her arrogance and domineering, she angered Zheng Rui and was beaten to the ground by him in public. If she hadn't begged and kowtowed in public in the end, she might not be alive now.

It can be said that for her, Zheng Rui is the nightmare of her life.

Seeing her nightmare again now, she was naturally terrified to the extreme.

At this time, she finally understood why the other party said that she once knelt down to him and begged for mercy!
(End of this chapter)