After failing the promotion, I became the bride of my mortal enemy

All the spiritual energy poured into Luo Qingyu's dantian, and then calmness returned.

Bei Mingyu's eyes narrowed tightly, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved.

Luo Qingyu was really surprising.

A slight sound like a bell sounded.

Luo Qingyu opened her eyes.

She exhaled slowly.

Looking at the yellow spiritual power on her hands, she raised the corners of her lips.

Low-repair fusion period.

Although it is low, it is a great improvement.

Lift your eyes and look in a certain direction.

That line of sight has disappeared.

Luo Qingyu lowered her head, no one knew what she was thinking.

And the side where the sight disappears.

Someone is currently in Beiming Mansion.

He sat on the chair and turned the green wrench in his hand.

"You are willing to give her a prison cell." The man's deep voice sounded without any fluctuation.

There is no emotion or anger at all.

Bei Ming Haocang stood in front of him with his waist bent, and said with a flattering smile:

"Master, don't you just want to see how talented she is? I found that she is not timid and cowardly as found out, but rather very courageous."

Not only did she have no respect for him, she also didn't take him seriously at all.

He just wanted to try and see if Luo Qingyu's cultivation was not as bad as the one found.

That's why Luo Qingyu let her use the prison circle on the condition that she repair his foundation.

It turned out that his guess was correct.

Luo Qingyu's cultivation talent is incredible!

Just by spending one night in the prison circle, there was a breakthrough in his cultivation.

The man's dark gaze casually glanced at Beiming Haocang.

Beiming Haocang immediately put away his smile and looked serious.

His master's casual glance was also very lethal.

"Master, if you don't want her to use the prison circle formation, I will find an excuse and take it away."

Beimingyu gave him a cool look.

"Let her use it." It is estimated that after using it only a few times, the prison circle array will be useless to her.

"Master, Luo Qingyu can use the third soul-reviving injection. My guess is that she is that person's descendant...perhaps, she can suppress the things in your body."

Bei Mingyu turned his finger and paused.

Thinking that Luo Qingyu would not be in danger after having sex with him, his eyes gradually narrowed.

"She is not as simple as you think. She may have doubts about my identity. Just stabilize her for the time being and pretend that she doesn't know anything."

With your brain, people probably won't bother to care about you.

Otherwise, he would not be manipulated and used by others.

Perhaps it could be said that the woman was heading towards the prison circle from the beginning!

Sharing a room with him is just an excuse.

"Then Master, what should I do with your health?"

"Nothing for now."

After having sex with Luo Qingyu that night, it seemed that every transition was less painful.

It's just that the time hasn't changed, it's the same half an hour as before.

As soon as the thought passed, Bei Mingyu noticed something strange in his body.

He stood up and walked out, leaving behind a message before leaving: "From now on, just follow whatever she says."

Then his body flashed and disappeared.

Beiming Haocang looked at the sky.

Knowing that Bei Mingyu left in a hurry because he was about to become a fool again.

He sighed.

Master, I don’t know if this situation will be good or not.

When the sky gradually dawned, Luo Qingyu returned to the mansion.

As soon as he entered the house, a dark shadow swooped over.

Luo Qingyu was already used to it.

It was a man's silly voice that whispered in my ear, "Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, you are finally back."

I don’t know if Beiming Haocang told Beimingyu about his cultivation, but the man didn’t pull her around and ask where he was as usual.

Luo Qingyu held his forehead.

Okay, it’s time to take care of the baby again.

In ten days, Luo Qingyu not only practiced but also repaired the foundation of Beiming Haocang.

In a blink of an eye, it’s time for the Lotus race.

The Lotus Tournament was held at the Guanchi City Martial Arts Field.

Participants must be under 18 years old, and their identity is not required.

In other words, no matter what your status is, you can only compete according to the rules of the Lotus Race, and don't try to use the back door.

When Luo Qingyu heard this, she raised her brows slightly.

Sounds pretty fair.

In the martial arts field.

There are many contestants.

He is young, only about eight or nine years old.

When Luo Qingyu appeared in the martial arts field, everyone in the room suddenly fell silent and looked at her.

"Why did Luo Qingyu come to compete?"

"You're probably not here to compete, but here to watch the competition, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Qingyu walked onto the stage holding a sign for the competition, and then sat in the contestant's seat.

"She really came to compete. She thinks too highly of herself. She is only in the middle of low-level cultivation, but she actually came to participate in the Lotus Competition."

You must know that those who participate in the Lotus Competition are at least in the low cultivation and fusion stage.

Isn't that a reward for being in the low-to-middle level of cultivation?

A woman of about fourteen years old wearing a colorful skirt was instantly dissatisfied when she saw Luo Qingyu.

"Is there no one participating in this year's Lotus Death Race? How come anyone can participate?"

Her words resonated.

Others echoed.

"That's right, the Lotus Competition doesn't look at your background, it only looks at your personal strength. If Luo Qingyu comes on stage, doesn't that mean he will only be beaten?"

"You are in charge of others. If they want to be beaten, you don't allow it."

"Haha, that's right, we can't control it."

There were sarcastic voices in the audience, all waiting to see Luo Qingyu's joke.

Many people are taboo about the Beiming family, but this is the Lotus Race.

Even if the Beiming family members are here, they can't do anything.

The people behind the Lotus Competition are much more powerful than the Beiming family.

Beimingyu stood beside Luo Qingyu.

Luo Qingyu asked someone to prepare a stool for him.

The two of them were sitting together, one with cold eyes, the other with a dull look and no face.

"Do you think Luo Qingyu is pitiful or blessed? Say she is pitiful. She also married into the first family of Guanchi City and became a young lady. Say she is blessed..."

Although the latter words were not spoken, everyone knew what they meant.

What about the first family?

The man is ugly, useless, and not good at that.

No one knew whether to be jealous or sympathetic to Luo Qingyu.

"If I were Luo Qingyu, I wouldn't marry for resources. That will last a lifetime."

"Have you not heard? It's not Luo Qingyu who wants to marry. It's her parents who drugged her and forced her to marry."

"It's also bad luck to have parents like that."

"Evil people will be punished by heaven, and the Luo family will be destroyed."

When they said this, everyone felt happy in their hearts.

Although the Luo family is a small family, because someone helped him three years ago, he spoke in a superior manner and looked down upon others.

In the past, everyone who had some relationship with the Luo family was ridiculed by him.

Naturally, everyone has no good impression of the Luo family.

The Lotus race is about to begin.

"In this lotus competition, the prize is the high-grade Huangpin Marrow Cleansing and Restoring Herb. Needless to say, the efficacy of this herb is especially helpful for people with damaged foundations. As long as you win the first place, you can get the prize!"

"I declare that this Lotus Competition has officially begun!" As the voice of the person hosting the competition fell, two figures fell onto the stage and started fighting without saying a word.

The people in the audience were not only watching the competition, but also looking for places to bet.

"They're betting over there, let's go and bet. I'm not sure about others, so why don't I dare to bet on Luo Qingyu, who is in the low-middle stage of cultivation?"

When another person heard this, he echoed: "I will also go to Yaluo Qingyu, she will definitely not get the first place, hehe..."

"Let's go, let's go to Yaluo Qingyushu."