"Do you know?" Murong Shuofeng frowned and turned to Murong Jinhong.

"It's a very different person, you can't guess." Murong Jinhong raised her lips and pretended to be mysterious.

"Don't talk nonsense." Murong Shuofeng, with a calm face, roared.

He doesn't care who the boy is. He dares to touch his baby Xiao Qi. He is really bold.

"The dean of Aeolus college, now lives in the beaver girl." Murong Jinhong flattered to take out the corner of the lip, and finally no longer betray the truth.

"Is it him?" Hearing the real identity of Leng Yihan, Murong Shuo Feng's dark face turned into surprise.

One of the three mysterious figures in Yunjing continent, the dean of Fengshen college, I heard that this man is not only the dean of Fengshen college, but also one of the powerful forces in another mysterious continent.

They looked at each other for a long time. Leng Yihan finally moved his eyes. He swept the left seven on the table with sharp eyes, and drew the flying snow ice jade Qin in Murong Xuefei's arms.

A wind power ten times stronger than that just swept the field in an instant. Zuo Qigen was not able to resist, so he was hit by the spirit power and fell out of the field.

"Bang" ground, left seven heavy fell to the ground, suddenly ejected a mouthful of old blood.

He tried to get up, only to find that he couldn't move his fingers.

The crowd was stunned at the sudden scene.

What a tough man, let that Mo Ling seriously stepped down.

Murong Shuofeng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into a smile of appreciation.

If this man was not the dean of Aeolus college, he would really like to recruit him to be his son-in-law.

The left old man immediately jumped up and said angrily, "who are you? How dare you disturb the game?"

Cold easy cold see also don't look left old man one eye, holding Murong Xuefei to go.

Seeing this, the left family immediately stopped the cold.

"This man disturbs the game. Does the emperor care or not?" The left old man glared angrily at Murong Shuofeng on the high platform.

Even in the face of Murong Shuofeng, the left old man is not a trace of respect, there is only pride and resentment.

"Zixiao is the organizer of this family competition, but the referee of this competition is the Regent, and everything is decided by the Regent." Murong Shuofeng quietly kicked the oil bottle to Mo Beichen.

Mo Beichen cold smile, between the eyebrows is helpless.

The old fox is the old fox, which is the main reason why he let him be the referee.

Murong Shuofeng touched his nose innocently on his face? He can't punish others for saving his treasure, so he can only give it to him.

The left old man frowned and looked at Mo Beichen, "in this case, please judge the Regent."

Because of what happened before Zuo Yuqing, there was a feud between Zuo Laozi and Mo Beichen. However, even so, his attitude towards Mo Beichen was not less than that of Murong Shuofeng, just because Mo Xue could not afford to offend him.

"The game is still going on. What do you want Wang to decide?" Mo Beichen leisurely lifted his eyes to sweep the eye competition platform, cool mouth.

"My left family was injured for no reason. Can't we just forget it? Is there any rules in this family competition?" The left old man was very angry and roared angrily.

Mo Beichen picked eyebrows, and suddenly looked at the left old man, "speaking of the rules of this family competition, it seems that the most unqualified one should be your left home."

"What do you mean?" The left old man's angry eyes round stare, as if if Mo Beichen answered a wrong, he would rush up to beat people.

"The first item in the family competition is to make friends with martial arts. You can't hurt your opponent's life. It seems that your left family don't look at the plug rules." Don't wait for Mo Beichen to speak, the banter voice of Bai Li floats over.

"You..." Left old man was blocked speechless, and immediately wanted to make trouble to Bai Li, but after seeing the doting eyes of Mo Beichen, he choked back to his mouth.

Bai Ru Yue stood up angrily and said, "it's just that you want to hurt people's lives. It's good to talk about some kind of regulations here. Don't say that you should beat all your people down. That's what you deserve."

She had long been offended by the left seven. She wanted to stab Murong Xun just now, and now she wants to stab Princess Qi. It's cheap for her to be seriously injured.

Bai Ruyue's words instantly aroused people's resonance.

"The left family is so cruel that they don't pay any attention to our Murong royal family."

"There are so many negative moves. I don't know whether the previous competition was won by cheating."

"Isn't it? I didn't pay attention to it before. Now I think it's possible. "

Listening to everyone's discussion, the blue veins of the left old man's forehead kept protruding.

Puyang Xu's eyes twinkled, and he suddenly got up and said, "forget it, both sides are wrong, so let's step back. In the past, we won't investigate it, but after that, no one can violate the regulations."

"Prince LAN Huan is right. Since it is a competition, it should abide by the plug rules. Anyone who violates the regulations in the future will be dealt with according to the plug rules." Pu Yangxu came out to talk, and Murong Shuofeng was happy to follow him.Pu Yangxu and Murong Shuo Feng both spoke, and the left old man sat down angrily.

"Let me down." Murong Xuefei pushed aside the cold and cold, and sat down in the Zixiao rest area.

Leng Yihan looked at Murong Xuefei's back and sat down with him. He didn't sit next to Murong Xuefei, but sat beside Xueqing inkstone.

There was no left seven on the stage and the stalemate was restored.

The left old man narrowed his eyes in a sinister way, and suddenly called out: "left five, left four."

The two figures flew to the stage at the same time. They were different from the left sixth just now. This time they did not attack Murong Xun, but went to fight Murong Lin and Murong Ling together with Zuo ba.

Compared with left eight, left five, left four cultivation is significantly higher.

"It's Mo Ling again. How many Mo spirits are there in the left family?" Looking at their black Xuanli, Bairu moon was suddenly stupefied.

The white beaver's face became dignified.

Left five left four on the field of the moment caused a storm.

"There are already five Mo spirits. It's hard for the Murong royal family, even the white family, to win."

"With these five Mo Ling, the champion of this session must belong to the left."

"Fortunately, I haven't made a bet. I have to buy zuojiao to win this time."

The left old man curled his lips coldly to see what else you have this time.

Under the siege of the three Mo Ling, Murong Ling and Murong Lin were quickly knocked off the stage, and then the other Murong family members were swept one by one.

Soon, Murong Xun was the only one left on the stage.

"This is bad. Only Murong Xun is left." Bai Ruyue looks at Murong Xun, who is besieged by others, and is very worried.

Yun Shaoning stares at the competition platform for a moment. His hands are full of cold sweat.

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