Ghost King’s Medical Consort

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There is a kind of person, he doesn't need to do anything deliberately, he can shine brightly and cover up all the grace of the world.

Obviously, the purple-clothed girl and the white-clothed man are in this category.

The strange two people have the same sharpness, the same grace, the same dazzling, but they do not reject each other, but merge together anti-naturally, like the most beautiful scenery in the world.

When Fang Yiran saw Mu Rufeng, his eyes lit up and looked at him obsessively, but when he saw Mu Qianyue next to him, the expression in his eyes changed from obsessiveness to jealousy and anger.

Mu Rufeng and his party walked to the place belonging to Fengyue Pavilion, and when they saw Mu Qianyue was about to sit down, they said quickly, "Wait a minute."

Mu Qianyue looked at him suspiciously, only to see Mu Rufeng lifted his sleeves and wiped off a stain on the chair. He looked attentive and serious. After a while, she raised her head, and she showed a doting smile on Mu Qianyue. , "Well, Yue'er, you can sit now."

"Hee hee, brother, you are so kind." Mu Qianyue sat down next to him, turned her head and glanced at Nalanjing next to her. There was no other expression on his handsome and delicate face, and she couldn't help but be slightly surprised. This guy actually behaved so calmly.

"The eldest brother is like a father." Nalanjing spit out four words indifferently.

Mu Qianyue was startled, what did he mean by that? It means that everything the eldest brother does is like fatherly love?

When Fang Yiran in the distance saw this scene, the jealousy in his eyes became stronger, his ten fingers under his sleeves were twisted fiercely together. When he was with Rufeng before, he had never showed such a look at himself. , Such a smile, never been so considerate and careful.

Who is that girl in purple? You can be so considerate as Feng! No, if Feng likes herself so much, it is impossible to forget her so quickly!

Feeling the hostile gaze coming from the opposite side, Mu Qianyue raised her head and looked up. Opposite a young girl in a peony-colored dress and beautiful dress was staring at herself with a shameful look, because jealousy made that beautiful face twisted. He ruined that beauty.

"She is the eldest lady of the Fang family, and Fang is the same." Tong Xiao's voice sounded in his ears.

Mu Qianyue's eyes showed a stunned look. It turned out that she was Fang Yiran. Why did she look like this when she saw herself? It seems that this is the first time I have seen her.

Thinking of the picture of her eldest brother wiping the chair carefully and tenderly just now, her eyes appeared in a daze, thinking that she had misunderstood the relationship between her and her elder brother. What about misunderstanding? The eldest brother she abandoned!

Judging from her engagement with the Yunzong disciple, it can be shown that she doesn't really like her elder brother at all. If she really likes someone, how could she give up so easily? He didn't even fight for it.

City Lord Lin, Fang Family, Qin Family and others looked at Mu Qianyue, Nalanjing, and Ye Hanqing with suspicious eyes. Their faces were all surprised. When did Mu Rufeng find a helper? It seems that Fengyue Pavilion does not have these three people. After all, these three people are so outstanding in appearance and aura, it is impossible for people to forget it.

"Oh, even if he finds a helper? Although these three people look good, what strength can they have? Humph, it's just a bunch of vases." Fang Patriarch snorted coldly.

Looking sideways, he saw his baby daughter’s aggrieved and gloomy face, and he comforted: "Yeah, don’t think of Mu Rufeng anymore. Now you are Ling Feng’s fiancée, let him know that you are still thinking about it. Mu Rufeng, this will be very detrimental to you. Although Ling Feng is not as handsome as Mu Rufeng, she is also a talent, and more importantly, Ling Feng is the grandson of the sixth elder of Yunzong, his status and status. , It's not comparable to Mu Rufeng."

As he said, he glanced at Mu Rufeng faintly, and a flash of regret flashed in his eyes. He had to say that Mu Rufeng was one of the best in appearance and talent, and he reached the ninth rank at a young age. The realm of the warrior, it's a pity that he was born too bad. In addition, Mu Rufeng was too arrogant and didn't want to condescend to his subordinates, otherwise he would have recruited him.

Fang Yiran nodded with a depressed expression, thinking of the bride price that Ling Feng had promised, whether it was high-level pills, high-level martial arts, and millions of gold coins, how rich, which woman in Monan City would not envy?

However, these wedding gifts have not yet been received, and Ling Feng said that he would wait for Yunzong to send them personally.

Hey, if Ling Feng had the handsome appearance of Mu Rufeng, she wouldn't have so much entanglement.

"Hehe, since everyone is here, then I will talk about the rules of this competition." City Master Lin stood up with a formulaic smile on his face, "This competition is divided into three levels..."

"Wait a minute." Patriarch Fang stood up suddenly and said, "Elder Xietian and Young Master Ling have not yet come, and they are both from Yunzong. I plan to ask Elder Xietian to be the referee. This will also make everyone feel fair. just."

City Master Lin thought for a while and nodded, "Okay, then let's wait for Elder Xietian and Young Master Ling to come." Then he sat down again.

Mu Qianyue squinted slightly when she heard this, thinking that Young Master Ling was the one who was engaged to Fang Yiran.

The sun was rising day by day, a little hot, and finally the elder Xietian and Young Master Ling were late.

"Sorry, I almost forgot today's business, are we late?" An old man's voice sounded, and two figures, one old and one young, came from a distance.

The old man, dressed in a stone-blue robe, walked up and down. Next to him was a young man who was about to touch a twenty-six and seventy-seven. His features were well-shaped and exquisite, but it was a pity that his eyebrows grew above him. A mole broke the harmony, adding a trace of ugliness and hideousness.

"It's not late, it's not late." City Lord Lin, Patriarch Fang, Patriarch Qin and others quickly got up to greet each other, with respectful expressions, all kinds of beards and horses, while Mu Rufeng was sitting in a lazy and careless position. Go up, without even lifting your eyelids.

When Xietian and Ling Feng saw this, an anger flashed in their eyes. Whoever saw him in Monan City didn't nod his head and flatter and flatter himself. Only this Fengyue Pavilion was always fighting against him!

"The young people nowadays are really becoming less and less sensible. They have no rules at all, so they still want to form a gang?" Xietian snorted in disdain, his eyes flashed with deep contempt.

"Grandpa, they are here to join in the fun, and the children are just playing house." Ling Feng's face showed a mocking smile. When he looked at Mu Rufeng, the irony in his eyes became even stronger. Does this hillbilly dare to fight with himself?