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Mu Qinglan's face turned cold - An Jialuo was here too! ?

She just didn't notice it!

Did An Jialuo just arrive, or did he just hide away and wait for the right time to make a move?

This question flashed across Mu Qinglan's mind for a moment, and then he quickly put it behind him.

Whichever it is, it doesn't matter.

What is so-called is that An Jialuo wants to compete with her for the nine-color Yuanyang flower now!

Mu Qinglan sneered.

An Jialuo always seemed to like to covet her things.

Whether it's Xiao Beitang, or this nine-color Yuanyang flower!

However, Xiao Beitang was something she didn't intend to have in the first place. An Jialuo was willing to pick up trash, so let her pick it up, and this nine-color Yuanyang flower...

She has waited for so long, and she is already at hand, how can she allow others to snatch her? !

An Jialuo stabbed a sword, and rushed straight to Mu Qinglan's throat!

A shot is a killer move!

Mu Qinglan didn't let go of her hand, but instead grabbed the Jiucai Yuanyang Flower tightly and pulled it hard!

An Jialuo's sword came in an instant!

Mu Qinglan's foot kicked hard on the stone pillar, and with the strength of the rebound, she quickly moved backwards!

Get out of the way!

At the same time, with a flick of her wrist, Qing Yuan Zhan instantly flew out as a green light!

An Jialuo was taken aback, the swords collided fiercely!

An Jialuo took a few steps back after being impacted by this force.

Mu Qinglan turned around, quickly put the nine-color Yuanyang flower into the mustard bracelet, and quickly grabbed the flying Qingyuan Zhan.

An Jialuo missed a blow, his face was a little pale, and at the same time he was taken aback.

She and this Xi Yan are both in the mid-stage of Soul Realm, but in the fight just now, the opponent's strength is clearly stronger than her own!

As for the other people who were planning to rush up, seeing clearly that the two people fighting were "Xi Yan" and An Jialuo, who had been raging about in the past two days, they all hesitated.

Both of them are very strong, if they make a move at this time, I'm afraid they won't get any benefits.

What's more, An Jialuo's identity is there, anyone who wants to make a move has to think about it first.

The field fell silent.

Mu Qinglan held the knife in one hand and smiled coldly.

"Why, Miss An is also very interested in my things, do you want to snatch them?"

An Jia Luoliu frowned.

"The nine-color Yuanyang flower is the treasure in Xiaofeng Garden, when did it become yours?"

Mu Qinglan raised her eyebrows.

"It's in my hand now, it's not mine, is it still yours?"

An Jialuo choked, his expression eased, and he said, "I mean, since this treasure is here, everyone is entitled to fight for it."

As soon as these words came out, many people immediately fell in love with An Jialuo.

Mu Qinglan nodded and smiled sarcastically.

"Of course there's nothing wrong with that. But just now I touched this thing with my hand, but you sneaked up from behind... It turns out that Miss An's 'struggle' was to use this method to snatch it."

An Jialuo's expression turned ugly for a moment.

Most people would give her some face when they saw her, but this ridicule was not rude, and in front of so many people, she directly called her a sneak attack!

"Xi Yan, don't you know that before leaving Xiaofeng Garden, everyone can fight with each other? Now this thing belongs to you, but it may not be possible later."

Mu Qinglan tilted her head and smiled.

"Okay. I'll wait then. What, you want to be the first?"

An Jialuo didn't speak.

She thought she could succeed, but who would have thought that Xi Yan's strength was faintly stronger than her own, and she was not sure of snatching it.

"You were able to snatch this thing because of everyone's help. Xi Yan, I just don't like it. I just want to say a few words for everyone. Why do you have to be so specific?"

Many people looked at Mu Qinglan with disdain.

"If it wasn't for everyone's joint action before, how could you pick the nine-color Yuanyang flower?"

Many people around and below followed suit:

"That's right! It must be that we have all suffered before, so you can go so smoothly!"

"This ridicule, I didn't think it was a good thing before, it really is extremely selfish!"

"Miss An is speaking for us, he treats Miss An like this, can we agree!?"

Mu Qinglan almost laughed out loud.

I haven't seen her for a year, but An Jialuo's ability is really just that.

Others are not proficient, but this pretends to be generous and selfless, but he is a master.

Just a few words made so many people here stand on her side.

Mu Qinglan suddenly raised his hand, and slashed out fiercely!

The stone pillar in front of her suddenly split from the top!

boom!

The stone pillar was split into two halves and fell heavily to the ground!

Many people ran away in panic, and when they saw the neat cuts on the stone pillar, they all opened their eyes wide in shock.

Can this ridicule be split directly?

They worked so hard, and only cut off a small piece!

There was smoke and dust everywhere, but no one dared to speak.

The field once again fell into a strange dead silence.

Mu Qinglan raised her eyebrows and looked at An Jialuo.

"Now, who else thinks that I got this thing because of someone else?"

No one answered, An Jialuo's face turned pale for a while.

"If anyone refuses to accept it and wants to fish in troubled waters, I'm really sorry, but I still don't agree! Anyone who thinks that he should have a share of the nine-color Yuanyang flower should stand up now."

Her gaze swept over the people present one by one.

When almost everyone met her eyes, they couldn't help avoiding their eyes with guilt.

They don't want to be cut in half with a knife!

Mu Qinglan finally looked at An Jialuo and shrugged.

"Miss An, it seems that no one agrees with what you said just now. If you still want to stand up for them, I admire you. In addition, please accept my knife, how about it? If you can bear it, I will naturally Hand over the nine-color Yuanyang flower, how about it?"

Mu Qinglan was talking lazily, with a smile on her face, but in An Jialuo's eyes, this smile was extremely ironic!

Those words were like a slap in the face to her! Let her lose face!

She frowned, as if she felt a little bit wronged.

"I just think that it's not easy for everyone to come here for this thing, and everyone should have a share..."

Mu Qinglan laughed.

"Those who meet have a share? How did I hear that the fourth prince, Xiao Beitang, has many admirers. Look, so many people like your fiancé, shouldn't these women also have 'share to see'?"

"You!" An Jialuo's heart suddenly burst into flames, forced himself to calm down, and said through gritted teeth, "Don't speak too much! The Fourth Prince's status is so noble, it's too much for you to say these words!"

Mu Qinglan played with Qingyuan Zhan, and his slender fingers slowly slid across the blade.

"Really? Unfortunately, I think that this nine-colored Yuanyang flower is much more precious than your fourth prince. Compared with this, I still dislike the lowering of this nine-colored Yuanyang flower's status."

An Jialuo was angry, but she sneered in her heart.

Could it be that this ridicule is stupid? Do you think that Beitang can be humiliated at will if he is not here?

With so many people present, these words will definitely reach Beitang's ears.

Even if this Xi Yan can win, the end result will not be much better!

Mu Qinglan looked up at the sky, the time for a stick of incense was coming soon, she had to leave here as soon as possible.

"Anyone who refuses to accept is welcome to fight!"

After Mu Qinglan left these words, his figure flickered and he walked outside!

An Jialuo immediately stepped forward and stood in front of Mu Qinglan.

"You can't go!"

Mu Qinglan looked at her coldly: "Why, you want to fight with me?"

An Jialuo bit her lip.

She was almost certain that she was not Xi Yan's opponent, but if she just let him go like this, she would be really unwilling.

Now there are only five tasks released in total, if Xi Yan wins the first place, what will she do?

in addition…

Thinking of something, An Jialuo hesitated for a moment, but nodded.

"Baby, everyone wants it, everyone depends on their ability. I, An Jialuo, am here to challenge you! If you lose, I will give you the nine-color Yuanyang flower!"

Mu Qinglan looked at An Jialuo suspiciously.

According to what she knew about An Jialuo, she would not do anything that was not beneficial.

Now An Jialuo must also know that he is not his opponent, and still insist on this...

"Don't you dare to promise?" An Jialuo stepped forward and asked.

People around also looked over.

Mu Qinglan pointed straight at An Jialuo.

"I agree with you! However, I have to call in another place."

An Jialuo's eyes flashed.

"No need, just stay here!"

After finishing speaking, he shot directly!

She flipped her wrist, and a long sword suddenly appeared in her hand!

On the blade of the sword, there were complex and magnificent red lines, and when it was unsheathed, there was a faint singing sound!

"Phoenix Chanting Sword!"

Seeing the sword in her hand, Mu Qinglan narrowed his eyes dangerously, and then smiled coldly.

It's only been a year, and this thing is in An Jialuo's hands!

Her Fengyin sword and Xiao Beitang's Longxiao sword were originally a pair.

Not only are they of a high level, but more importantly, they are also a status symbol!

Because this pair of swords was left by the founder Taizu and his wife a long time ago!

The two of them settled the world by relying on these two swords, and the love between husband and wife was deep, leaving a good story through the ages.

When Xiao Beitang was ten years old, he had already demonstrated his absolute talent, and the current Holy Majesty bestowed both of these swords on him.

That's why, everyone believed that Xiao Beitang would definitely inherit the Great Tradition in the future.

The original Fengyin sword was kept in Mu's house after the marriage contract was made. But Mu Qinglan had no interest in it, so she put it on hold.

I didn't expect to meet again, but it was in the hands of An Jialuo!

These two people really couldn't wait, and they didn't even bother to cover up.

Mu Qinglan clenched the handle of the knife tightly, and then slashed out with a single stroke!

One knife and one sword, hit again hard!

However, at this moment, a sound of dragon chant came, and the sword light suddenly arrived!

The target - it was Mu Qinglan's back!

Mu Qinglan's eyes sharpened:

What a pair of sluts made in heaven!