Chapter 1263

Mo Yan's lips sparked a cold smile. He didn't say much. He just put out his hand and took back the real body of Fen Xi Blue Sword standing on the training ground of the Royal School. He turned it into a normal size shape and held it in his hand.

The whole picture of the blue sword is also exposed in front of the public.

The blue sword of burning Xi is not vulgar in appearance. With the best magic weapons, there will be streamers on the surface. How can those onlookers not see the rarity of the blue sword of burning Xi.

"God, I thought I was dazzled. The examinee was holding the best artifact in the weapon record, the burning blue sword!"

"No wonder Mo Yan can defeat Mo qianhan, the prince. It turns out that he has a legacy from ancient times in his hand."

"Not to mention the prince Mo qianhan is not his opponent. I think the first place this year is probably him."

"It's hard to say. You didn't see that the two next door didn't fight each other very much. The purple field didn't get hurt at all. Mo Yan should have been impacted by his majesty. He didn't stand firm just now."

"That is, no matter how strong Mo Yan is, he has already been injured. After ziqianmo and the prince's entourage decide, the final competition between them is in the afternoon. Mo Yan's injured body can't recover at such a fast speed."

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Hundreds of mouth in the stands, chirping noisy, not half a minute.

Mo Yan is too lazy to listen.

The emperor of Zhongzhou was anxious to see the prince's injury. With a wave of his hand, he moved the match between ziqianmo and moyunge to tomorrow.

Ziqianmo was happy to fight again tomorrow. As soon as Zhongzhou emperor left, she jumped over and helped Mo Yan.

"Are you ok?"

Cold words, but revealed a deep concern, Mo Yan pale face, evoke a smile, "I'm ok."

"It's all like this. You still say it's OK."

Ziqianmo has a dignified look. Although she scolds, she holds Mo Yan carefully.

There was a lot of noise and confusion in the royal school training field. They didn't notice it. In the crowd, a pair of evil eyes were fixed on Mo Yan with greed and salivation.

"I didn't expect that I could find a higher body here than Mo Yunge, the first master of the younger generation in Zhongzhou today."

Originally, he appeared here when he heard that Mo Yunge would appear in the school training ground.

But I didn't expect to meet a better experimental body.

"With your body, evrya will be able to have healthy legs and walk again."

The man looked at the direction of the hospital where ziqianmo helped Mo Yan to go, with a smile, "let me make a good diagnosis and treatment for you."

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Mo Yan is injured, and ziqianmo naturally can't take him back like this.

Her first reaction was to send Mo Yan to the nearest hospital.

This medical school, called Zhuyu medical school, is not small in scale and a bit remote in place. However, it has a regular appearance and few people. It doesn't look like a medical school with a family background.

She and Mo Yan, with the help of a little aristocratic son, PK the candidates sent in by many aristocratic families, and enter the final exam. I don't know how many aristocratic families hate them to the bone, so at present, this seemingly humble hospital is the most suitable one for Mo Yan.

Ziqianmo confirmed, directly sent ink Yan in.

"Welcome to the dogwood clinic."