In a word, it brings Mo Qingge back to reality and restores normal thoughts.

She looked at the corpse on the ground and looked at Gu Mian Mo: "Uncle Huang, did you kill her?"

"Well."

Otherwise, keep this cheap maid and continue to hurt his song?

Mo Qingge bites her lower lip, and her heart suddenly tingles. She seems to feel that she has lost an important part of her past.

But she didn't want to think about it any more.

"Geer, it's OK." Gu Mian Mo holds her in his arms, hands her back, and pinches the corpse on the ground into nothingness.

This time, Mo Qingge didn't resist. He was slightly absorbed in his arms for a while.

"Qingge!"

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, ink star Shen pushed the door into, then saw his sister nestled in his arms, suddenly surprised.

God, what did he see?

Mo Qingge quickly pushed away Gu Mian Mo: "brother, what's the matter?"

"I just heard a fight in your room. What's the matter? Are you not hurt?" Ink star sink concerns a way.

Besides, how could Gu mianmo be in his sister's room?

It's haunting!

"Well... It's OK." Mo Qingge prevaricated, "I was just fighting with Uncle Huang."

After all, a person just died, no... a fish died, so don't say it.

"Duel?" Ink star sink is stare big double eyes more, "big midnight, in the room fight?"

When did the two of them become so close?

God, did his sister just get abducted?

"Cough." The more explanation, the more confused, "isn't this just the end of the contest? Uncle Huang, it's too late. You all go to have a rest. We'll be on our way tomorrow morning. "

"Well."

Gu quilt Mo should a word, then pull the Mo star of full face doubt sink, left the room.

When the door closed, Mo Qingge looked at the trace of the corpse on the ground and was slightly distracted.

……

The next day, the flying monster continued to set out for the destination. Half a day later, he arrived at Fenghua Valley in Jincheng.

The registration office of this trial competition is Fenghua Valley, and their first trial is to enter Fenghua valley.

Fenghua Valley, on the border of Jinye Kingdom, is rich in herbs, which is a rare treasure.

But therefore, we have to bear the corresponding risks.

The terrain of Fenghua Valley is complex. There are not only demons and beasts, but also dangers everywhere. The deeper you go, the more dangerous you are.

It's not easy to find some top-quality herbs.

In the air, across a red shadow, like a God, bifangniao a shrill song, slowly landing, startled bursts of glitz!

From a distance, it looks like the Phoenix, the most magnificent and reborn beast, majestic and sacred.

Outside Fenghua Valley, there are three elders in charge of registration, all of whom are the elders of North Star College.

Crowds of people lined up to sign up for the test.

Only by passing the test, can we get the qualification of the trial competition. Therefore, although many people come to sign up, few can meet the requirements.

There were also some familiar faces in the crowd.

Mo Qingge immediately saw Gu Yunjing and the third prince present, and Mo Linlang and Jiang Yanran were also there.

This pair of plastic sisters, why are they still together?

When the beast landed, it immediately attracted everyone's attention. They looked back and saw the condescending Bi fangniao, either longing or jealous in their eyes.

Bi fangniao is a top-quality beast. He was used as a mount by King mo. what a cruel thing!

The two sisters looked up and saw Mo Qingge sitting on the beast. Their faces turned black.

Mo Qingge! Why is she here?

Why can she sit on the back of the beast with King Mo?

Then, they saw that the king of Mo, who had always been cold, carried Mo Qingge down with his own hands.

I can't hold back the fire of jealousy.

Helian Rongjin followed him, staring at Gu mianmo like an enemy, hoping to kill him.

Take the Revenge of the wife, die together!

Gu Mian Mo follows his little princess, bypasses the crowd, and walks to the elder who is in charge of registration.

"Test!"

Cold two words, spit out.

Man's aura is powerful and cold.

The elder looked at him and shivered.

Intuition told her that this man is not easy to provoke.

So, the elder also ignored the people waiting in line, and laughed at Mo Qingge: "girl, come to test, as long as you are above Sanxing Xuanshi and have attributes, you can get the qualification of the trial contest!"

There are attributes!

Hearing this, Mo Qingge was in a panic.

It's over. Although her strength is up to the standard, she has been practicing for so long and has no attributes. How can she muddle through?

At this time, Xuanli's voice came from the bottom of my heart: "master, don't be afraid, test it."

With Xuanli's words, Mo Qingge felt relieved and put his hand out on the test stone in front of him.

Ding——

The test stone is filled with Xuanli, surrounded by white light, showing nine bars.

Nine star Xuanshi!

Her strength is absolutely up to the standard.

"Test the attributes again."

Then, Mo Qingge put his palm on another test stone with uneasy mood.

Suddenly, Xuanwen Bracelet moved, a force into Mo Qingge's body, as if also let her have attributes.

Ding——

On the test stone, the sign of wind property is displayed.

"Congratulations, girl, you are qualified to enter Fenghua valley." The elder said, "you can choose to form a team or enter Fenghua Valley alone. The first round of competition results are based on the number of herbs you get. It takes 24 hours!"

"Well."

Mo Qingge secretly thanks Xuanli. He steps back and looks at his brother and Yintong.

Both of them are wind attributes, and their strength is up to the standard, so they can easily pass the test.

Then, when he arrived at Helian Rongjin, Mo Qingge was a little curious about his strength.

"Song, go!"

Who knows, Gu quilt Mo but facial expression a black, call her way.

His woman, can't focus on other men, no one!

Mo Qingge

Uncle Huang, I'm just curious. Is it unreasonable for you to eat vinegar?

Gu Mo didn't wait for her to answer. He pulled her aside with a cold face.

"Uncle Huang, we're going in. You should go back soon." Mo Qingge can't wait to get rid of him.

"Wait, song." Gu mianmo stops her.

"Does uncle Huang have anything else to say?" Mo Qingge pauses and asks patiently.

"Hands out."

His voice is gentle, so gentle that Mo Qingge has no room to refuse, gently spread out the white phalanx.

Gu Mian Mo stretched out his hand and gently drew something on her palm. The rubbing of fingertips and palms was itchy and comfortable.

"All right."

After the painting, Mo Qingge takes back the palm, and sees his palm, which is a dark golden light.

"What is this?" Mo Qingge's eyes brightened and asked curiously.