The Story of a Crazy Miracle Doctor

"Concubine, you talk too much." Dong Yuhuang coughed and gave Shen Wei a warning look.

The queen is the queen after all, not her concubine can be teased at will.

Even if he didn't love the queen much, it should not be discarded. Some things can be closed with one eye closed, but some things can't.

If he lets him do it now, he will make these women think they can do whatever they want.

That was hitting his face in disguise.

Shen Wei reluctantly leaned back to her seat and opened her eyes. Mu Jingli glanced at her coldly and got up and followed Sang Zitong on the high platform.

At this moment, the voice of Silk Bamboo came to an abrupt halt, and the attention of both male and female guests was put on the stage.

I saw that Sang Zitong sacrificed other soft swords around his waist, silver light shining, cold and cold. Pointing directly at Mu Jingli, proudly said: "I'm not going to compete with the bare-handed person, show your sword!"

"Okay."

Mu Jingli turned over his arm, and Xue Yin's short and delicate figure was reflected in everyone's eyes.

Sang Zitong smiled scornfully and said contemptuously: "I thought it was a magic weapon, it turned out to be a short knife. Haven't you heard that one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch long?"

"It's enough to deal with you."

Mu Jingli was too lazy to talk nonsense with this self-righteous young lady, as the saying goes, it is not speculative.

Since it is a competition, of course, see the real chapter under your hands.

Immediately holding the blood Yin to attack Sang Zitong, fast as lightning, fast as a gust of wind, so that Sang Zitong backed off again and again, barely resisted her blow.

But the numb palm and the panicked heartbeat all reminded her how powerful the opponent was.

I thought I could easily defeat her and vent my depressed depression. But I didn't expect to be disadvantaged in the division. I almost lost the first round.

Suddenly no longer dared to underestimate the enemy, a sharp look appeared in his eyes.

But she did not know that the blow just now was not Mu Jingli's true level. If you try your best, the test is over as soon as possible.

But if that was the case, her disguise had been exposed.

It seems too high-profile.

You may feel very happy for a while, but the troubles that follow are endless.

In order to deal with a Sang Zitong, he exposed his true practice. In Mu Jingli's view, this sale is really not cost-effective.

Although it will waste some time to continue to entangle with her, but the trouble saved is enough to make up for this loss.

Sang Zitong had heard that Mu Jingli had won the Eighth Grade Spirit Mu Jingrou in the assessment of Longyuan Pavilion a few days ago. At that time, he felt that it was just a fluke, but now he dare not think so after fighting.

It seems to be better than Mu Jingrou, but it still has some skills.

But her cultivation level is higher than that of Mu Jingrou. A person who has been wasteful for 14 years, even if he suddenly learns something or gets some chance, is not likely to be better than her, who has practiced for more than ten years.

Coupled with her precious soldier blade, a six-grade treasure, can't you win a Mu Jingli?

She didn't believe it anyway.

She just underestimated the enemy, and now it is too late to save the situation.

Thinking this way, Sang Zitong waved the soft sword in his hand and attacked the past. The figure is astonishing and the dragon is graceful, and the sword moves very beautifully. At first glance, it is inherited from a famous teacher.

But all this in Mu Jingli's eyes, flashy, but just some fist embroidered legs.

If she used these moves to kill people in the organization, she didn't know that she had been killed hundreds of times.

In her view, the move is not good or bad, but good or bad.

In terms of enemy control, only three words are useful, that is, "fast, accurate and ruthless"! As long as they can achieve these three-word moves, it is the most useful move for her.

So every move she made was extremely tricky and fatal.

At this time, they were seen in the eyes of the people, and they were so shocked that they shouted again and again, worried about Sang Zitong.

Probably in the tenth round, Mu Jingli saw that the time was almost up. One stroke picked up the soft sword in Sang Zitong's hand, and left a shallow blood mark on her neck with Xue Yin.

The location is exactly where the aorta is.

As long as the wound is a little deeper, Sang Zitong is already dead.

"Duanmin County Lord, the sword has no eyes, and I accidentally hurt you. I'm sorry. You see, the strength of a person is not the sword in his hand. Isn't it right? There's nothing wrong with it. , Short and fierce." Mu Jingli smiled yinyingly, and turned back all the words that Sang Zitong had just said to her, making her face blue.

Which one was just about to attack, Mu Jingli turned in one direction and said to Emperor Dongyu and the Queen: "The emperor, the queen, and her courtiers are rude, and they hope to forgive sins."

"Your girl is really good, ha ha ha..." Dong Yu Huang's eyes flashed a strange color, ha ha laughed: "They all say that the father of the tiger has no dogs, the two generations of the Mu family are my Dong Yu's majesty, the country's Dongliang. Now it seems that this daughter is also born very well. Come, come and show me carefully."

"Yes."

Mu Jingli bowed to salute and turned to prepare to step down.

Sang Zitong looked at the eyes of the guests, and the anger in his heart rose to the extreme. Suddenly "buzzing" in his head, he lost his mind, and picked up the soft sword and stabs at her vest.

"Li'er, be careful!"

"Beware!"

"Sister Li!"

Chu Jinghong, Mu Xiuyao, Chu Qingyan and others stood up one after another, exclaiming in exclamation.

Anyone can see that Sang Zitong's attack has killed him.

While Mu Jingli felt murderous, he subconsciously hid to the side, and walked behind Sang Zitong as soon as he was short. Xueyin lay coldly on her neck, and her whole body was murderous.

"No!"

Queen Sang Yuehan exclaimed in fright, her voice trembled: "No... don't kill her!"

"Come here!"

Emperor Dongyu shouted, and several dark guards appeared to point at Mu Jingli with their swords. Several of them surrounded her in the middle, and the situation was on the verge.

Seeing that the situation had stabilized, Emperor Dongyu said in a deep voice: "Mu girl, put down the short knife in your hand. Duan Min is certainly wrong, but the sin will not die, and you shouldn't do the wrong thing because of the excitement."

When the words fell, he ordered to the Dark Guard: "Hurry, take the Lord Duanmin down. Shut down to the Queen's Fengyi Palace first, and later I will handle her personally."

After hearing this, Mu Jingli knew that the emperor and the queen were intending to protect themselves.

As for the emperor's words, it sounds for her sake, but it is actually just to appease her, and the purpose is only to protect Sang Zitong.

Although she knew the twists and turns, she had to compromise temporarily for Mu Family and her brother.

He changed his hands to put away the blood Yin, let go of Sang Zitong and took two steps back.

Seeing this scene, some people rejoice and others are unwilling. Rejoicing and relaxing are the queen and those who secretly adore Sang Zitong, while those who are unwilling are Shen Wei and others who are suspicious.

Now that the Hundred Flowers Banquet has happened again and again, the emperor and the queen are no longer in the mood to continue.

However, it seemed to be deliberately scattered, and he had to find a reason to leave the room early, so he could find a name to let everyone appreciate the flowers in the temple.

The contest between Mu Jingli and Duan Minjun became a conversation resource when everyone was bored.

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