Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

In the training ground, tens of thousands of soldiers have already stood in line.

The previous lieutenants had already stood on the platform and waited.

When Mu Qingge followed Mu Xiong to the stage, he felt the scorching gaze that kept falling on him.

These people, most of them, followed Mu Xiong to the Sunset Wasteland to find her. Naturally, she also witnessed the scene of her being tortured by the whip.

Needless to say, that scene was shocking.

Let these stern men forgive Mu Qingge's recklessness and accept her as a little master.

Of course, there are also some curious and skeptical glances. It seems that it is difficult to convince the young man in red in front of him and his comrades who are as firm as iron, tall and straight as a sword, who will do what they say, and who will be punished by two hundred whips. combine together.

Ignoring all the scrutiny, Mu Qingge took a step forward, put her hands behind her back, and said loudly, Today, I'm choosing my personal guard. You must have heard of who I am. Here, let me ask, if If you are not willing to be my personal guard, please take five steps back.

As soon as the voice fell, there was an uproar in the training ground.

To choose a personal guard, isn't it just a matter of picking people who are pleasing to the eye? How come there is still this one?

Not to mention them, even a few lieutenants looked at Mu Xiong without knowing it. The latter, however, could only shake his head with a wry smile because he had something to say before, so that they could rest easy.

Unsure of Mu Qingge's mind, after being silent for a while, there were still two or three thousand people hesitantly taking five steps back.

Perhaps they were unwilling to become Mu Qingge's personal guard, or perhaps they felt that being a personal guard was inferior to killing the enemy on the battlefield. However, most people are still standing in the same place in doubt.

For the two or three thousand people who quit, Mu Qingge didn't even look at it. Her gaze only fell on those who stayed, and she said again: Leave middle-aged people, those who are over 20 years old, please take five steps back by yourself.

The crowd roared again.

Why have an age limit? Even if there is, shouldn't the older the better? The older you are, the stronger your cultivation realm will be.

What do you pick some little hairs who are still in the red realm? To play with his little lord?

Vice Admiral Xiong shook his head in disappointment, strode to Mu Xiong's side and said solemnly, Old General, you can't let the little lord make trouble any more.

Mu Xiong frowned, 'Is grandson really messing around? ’.

After pondering for a moment, Mu Xiong still said to Vice Admiral Xiong, Look at it first.

Deputy General Xiong will not go against Mu Xiong's decision. He had to sigh and return to his colleagues.

No one came out to stop them, and the remaining seven or eight thousand people retreated again, more than five thousand people. The rest are teenagers between the ages of sixteen and seventeen to twenty. Most of them are cultivated in the red realm.

After two rounds of screening, there were only less than 3,000 people left from 10,000 people.

The number of Mu Qingge's bodyguards was five hundred. In other words, the selection ratio of the remaining people is five to one, or six to one.

The eyes that were as clear as ice fell on each of the remaining people one by one. After taking everyone into his eyes, Mu Qingge said again: Now, the rest of the people will run a hundred laps around the training ground with a heavy load.

After speaking, in the sudden realization of the soldiers, she looked at Mo Yang and said, You go too.

Mo Yang didn't hesitate, nodded silently, jumped off the platform, and was the first to bear the weight for himself. His behavior caused a glimmer of approval in Mu Qingge's eyes.

With Mo Yang taking the lead, the remaining two or three thousand people also began to move.

Soon, on the huge training ground, thousands of people began to run laps.

One hundred laps, it is nearly a hundred miles away.

Ten denier, equivalent to thirty kilograms.

If there is no strong physical strength and willpower, it is difficult to run down.

In the end, before sunset, only less than 700 people actually completed the 100 laps, and they all collapsed to the ground from exhaustion. Mo Yang was also among them, but his pale face and tightly pursed lips never let out a groan.

After glancing at the 670 people, Mu Qingge turned to Mu Xiong and said, Grandpa, the first screening of Qingge has been completed. These 670 people are the candidates for my bodyguard. As for who will be eliminated in the future? One hundred and seventy people, after ten days, Qingge will give the answer.

With just a glance, you can clearly know the number of people. It seems that this little lord is not as wasteful as rumored. Just what does she want to do?

Several lieutenants exchanged glances secretly, guessing in their hearts.