Everyone in the audience also noticed the abnormality of the state of the two people on the field at this moment, not to mention that although Mu Lan, who had been dodging, her face was bloodless at the moment, Xin Meimei, who could take advantage of his illness to kill him at this moment, actually stopped, and what she said just now was too reverie. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Soon the mystery was revealed by Xin Meimei herself: "How does it taste to be scattered by the wind?" If you don't admit defeat quickly, the consequences will be serious! ”

"What? Scattered with the wind? How could she have such a thing? ”

"What is scattered with the wind? What does this thing do? How does it sound so powerful. ”

There was an instant noise underneath, most of the people who knew were frightened, and most of the people who didn't know the situation were asking around, among which Mu Ye's face was particularly ugly, iron and blue, it seemed that he wanted to say something to the stage, but for some reason he clenched his fists and stopped himself. It's just that the knife in Xin Meimei's gaze can grind her into meat sauce if it can be revealed.

"Looks like you know what it is!" He would rather not hear the voice of emotion ringing in his ears, attracting Mu Ye's attention, but he would rather not need the wooden woman to answer and go on on without taking care of herself.

"Scattered with the wind, scattered like the wind, colorless and odorless and invisible, known as the most unguardable and most effective small means, its value and efficacy are extremely incomparable, now the desert wind is very strong, this thing volatilizes very quickly is the most miraculous time, but in our position, the effect of taking things is far less than the fragrance of the mutant king insect we encountered, but the wood blue that was directly hit on the field is at least now scattered nearly seventy percent of the yuanzi, even if it is found that something is wrong now to stop absorbing the yuanzi, The outcome of this game is already over, and there is not much suspense! He seemed to be muttering to himself, preferring to say a lot.

"But is the surname Xin crazy? For such a competition, he actually used the means of pressing the bottom of the box? What kind of grudge does Mu Lan have with them? In this way, it will take at least ten days to half a month to offset the negative impact, so there is no need! This thing, what does it cost tonight? Crazy, this is! "It's still chattering.

But no matter what kind of performance the people in the audience are, it has little impact on the stage, or listening to the discussion in the audience, Xin Meimei feels complacent, who stipulates that victory must be above board, history is always written by the winner, as for how to win, in the end, under the wash of time, how many people will pay attention to these? Xin Meimei was in a very good mood and slowly paced towards Mu Lan, but she was very cautious, although she was basically sure of victory, the whip in her hand was still tightly grasped, and the strength of her wrist was not relaxed at all, as if she was ready to deal with any possible emergencies.

Mu Lan, whose face was extremely ugly, first looked up at Xin Meimei, who was coming towards her proudly, and then lowered her head and complained faintly: "Really! The luck on the other side is really not bad! I originally wanted to get her off the stage as gently as possible! As she said this, Mu Lan opened her closed pores and began to absorb the motoko in the air, not caring at all about the impact of the wind on herself, or rather, she was now borrowing the power of the wind.

Most of Mu Lan's mind was looking inward, carefully paying attention to the magical changes in his body.

All along, Mu Lan has been trying to hoard Yuanzi liquid, since the first time he fought with the drunkard, his body appeared Yuanzi Circulating Mist, Mu Lan has been trying to use it, originally there are two sources of Yuanzi of this circulating mist, one is absorbed from the air but produced by Mu Lan himself, who is a person with blood power, and the two have always maintained a delicate balance.

But this consistent balance has been broken twice recently, one is when I met the king worm, at that time I vaguely noticed that something was wrong, and when I wanted to explore, I was pulled by other things, and the exploration was over, and this time the situation aggravated the imbalance of the two elements that were originally balanced, so the circulating mist in the body was mutated.

After cutting off the external supply, the haze-colored fog that was faintly gray in the original internal view is now faintly evolving towards peach gold, and with the change of color, the five major sites of this cycle have all appeared like a fine mist, Mu Lan was excited for a while and suddenly absorbed multiple seeds from the body, causing his face to turn pale rapidly, giving the outside world an illusion of losing, and after absorbing the yuan seeds from the air again, the balance was restored, and the consumption of the amount of yuan seeds in the terrifying body returned to normal, as for the dispersion with the wind, With the change of time, it has little impact on Mu Lan now, although some of the yuan is scattering, but in general it is still rising.

This period of time seems to be relatively long, but in fact, it is only a moment, in Xin Meimei's eyes, Mu Lan seems to laugh at her, but just when she lowers her head and raises her head again, Mu Lan seems to have returned to normal, looking at her with a smile, for a while Xin Meimei even had a feeling that she was a poor trembling elk that was being targeted by a tiger, but the next moment was almost instinctive, Xin Meimei flicked her wrist, and the whip went straight to Mu Lan like a long eye, this sudden change caused a gasp in the audience.

Many people didn't see the change in Mu Lan's head, but Mu Ye noticed it, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he would rather not see the change in Mu Lan but he saw the change in Mu Ye, and couldn't help asking: "Do you seem to be super relieved?" While asking, he paid attention to the stage, and then he couldn't ask the following words, because he also saw Mu Lan, who was almost certain to lose, and the weakness just now was like an illusion, and now Mu Lan regained his initial flexibility, and he was so inflexible in Xin Meimei's whip shadow.

"Hell yes!" Would he rather shake his head and blink, thinking that he was hallucinating, and even pinched himself, and the pain told him that everything he saw in front of him was real?

Could it be that Xin Meimei just said a lie? But is it necessary? Expose your hole cards? Would she be so stupid?

What had happened was beyond his comprehension, and he couldn't think about it now!

The more Xin Meimei danced the whip on the stage, the more uneasy she felt in her heart, obviously Mu Lan didn't get close to her now, but the more time passed, the more Xin Meimei felt that her neck seemed to be choked and she couldn't breathe.

At the moment when Xin Meimei's whip shadow was flawed, Mu Lan made another move that surprised everyone, it was originally the best time to attack, but Mu Lan not only did not move forward but did a backflip away from the exhausted Xin Meimei, standing diagonally and smiling at Xin Meimei, which made people confused, but the referee's eyes changed: how adapted this guy was to the platform of life and death, and he was playing with the opponent's confidence and fighting spirit with ease, but although Mr. Referee knew the meaning of Mu Lan's move, he was not ready to say anything at all.

As Xin Meimei herself said before, as long as there are no dead people in this game, there are no other rules at all, and if you want to add the rules, then it was Xin Meimei herself who broke the rules first at the beginning, and the referee also saw that Mu Lan was very merciful before, it was someone who died by herself, inciting the sadism of others, and from the time she decided to use Sui Feng San, she should be ready to be counterattacked.

"Ha, ha, monster!" Xin Meimei, who was panting, lost her elegance at the beginning, and looked at Mu Lan inexplicably, although Mu Lan was smiling, looking gentle, but Xin Meimei, who was staring at, had a wet and cold back, and did not dare to move a step.

At this moment, Xin Meimei has basically determined the result that she can't win, but her pride does not allow her to admit defeat, she can't afford to lose this person, and if the hole cards are exhausted, it is not necessarily her who loses! Xin Meimei has always encouraged herself like this.

Looking at Xin Meimei, who was slowly standing up straight and panting, Mu Lan slowly licked her lips, very good, this guy also wasted the last chance very well, but this is exactly what Mu Lan expected, "I haven't played for a long time, and I don't know if I forgot it!" Ah, be careful, don't scare innocent children! Mu Lan's lips lifted slightly, muttering something she knew meant, and by the way, she stared at Xin Meimei with sparkling eyes: "I hope your bones are hard enough!" ”

When Xin Meimei was resting, Mu Lan slowly took out a roll of white cloth, slowly wrapped it around her hands, a thick layer little by little, and then nodded: Well, very good, even if you make a little force, the wound will not be very conspicuous for a while!

The next battle is like a game, Xin Meimei's whip is even crazier, and occasionally there is a sound of pumping that makes people's hearts jump, but if you look closely, although it is pumped, it only damages other people's clothes, and even other people's oily skin is not rubbed off, on the contrary, every time the whip draws Mu Lan's clothes, Mu Lan's fist also hits Xin Meimei accurately without hesitation, but although every time she hits Xin Meimei's expression, it will be painful, and the whip in her hand will stop, but at this time, Mu Lan didn't take the opportunity to attack more, but instead stood in a far corner and waited for Xin Meimei's recovery as before.

The pain comes and goes quickly, and after just a breath or two, the nightmarish pain fades away like a tidal wave, and then the cycle repeats itself.

Just after recovering again, Xin Meimei's strength was also very insufficient, and the whip speed was not even half of the beginning, and now Mu Lan's posture on the stage can be said to be a leisurely stroll, and there is even time to tease Xin Meimei: "Ah, so you must eat enough!" You must have eaten very little, your strength is too small, if you want me to say, are you afraid of eating too much and gaining weight, so you are hungry all the time! Ah, you are so pathetic! It's only been a long time, be careful with your own whip, don't hit yourself! ”

When she said this, Mu Lan also gave a big yawn to her, which further angered Xin Meimei, who was already physically and mentally exhausted, Xin Meimei had hatred in the corners of her eyes, and waved it out with the strength of breastfeeding, and the wind whistled, but Mu Lan chuckled, and her left hand seemed to be a random pick, but this pick was extremely accurate to change the direction of the whip's attack, and by the way, she also added fuel to the fire: "What a light whip?" Are you already out of strength? ”

The corners of Xin Meimei's eyes were full of anger and she was about to fight back, but the screams of the girls who sounded in the audience caught her attention, and out of the corner of her eyes, she saw that the whip that Mu Lan seemed to pull away casually came straight to her face faster than castration.

"Ahh Although Xin Meimei, who couldn't dodge, threw away the whip and tried to turn around, she was still whipped fiercely, and the right neck was splashed with blood after the whip swept over, and the wound was as terrifying as missing a layer of skin, Xin Meimei couldn't help but kneel on her knees, cover the wound, and look at Mu Lan with a crazy face.

"Ahh......h The desert climate is not good, but don't get infected, it's not good for girls to have scars! ”

Although she said this, Mu Lan always omitted the most critical part, and she couldn't feel her sincerity at all, but she couldn't hear her deliberate ridicule.

Xin Meimei gasped, the pain in her neck made her sad and indignant, her own whip herself knew the power of this thing, the medicinal effect of the whip soaked in a few years was to heal the wound, not to mention the perfect state of recovery, it was difficult not to leave obvious scars, Xin Meimei's eyes were cracked, and she wanted to jump up and fight with Mu Lan for three hundred rounds, but at the moment when she remembered, a wave of familiar pain overwhelmingly pressed over like a top, and her eyes instantly darkened, and she didn't know anything next.

"Referee, my opponent seems to be unconscious, can this match be cut off?" Ignoring Xin Meimei, who had fainted on the ground, Mu Lan, who was staring at the person who was about to move on Xinka's side, raised her hand to signal.

The referee first checked Xin Meimei's injury, and finally her fainting was a little strange, if she was fatally injured, he would also be responsible for the referee, so instead of announcing that he was still very professional ethics to check it, he quickly determined that in addition to the bleeding wound on her neck, Xin Meimei's injury can be said to be unbelievably light, as for why she fainted, it was probably due to physical exhaustion.

"Xin Meimei fainted from exhaustion and lost! The winner of the third competition, Mu Lan! Today's competition between Mu Lan and Xin Meimei and his party is over, Mu Lan won two games in three games and won! After checking Xin Meimei's state, Mr. Referee announced the result loudly, and Xinka's subordinates, who jumped on the stage at the same time as the announcement, checked Xin Meimei's state for the first time, and left the scene with hatred when they saw that there was no way to refute it.

Looking at Xin Meimei, who was ousted, Mu Lan, who was standing on the stage to accept the cheers, raised the corners of her mouth, what a poor little girl, she had to hold on to it even though she had given her so many opportunities to lose, although this was also what Mu Lan wanted.

Mu Lan mourned for her for a second, her previous punches were not flower fists and embroidered legs. Although the pain came and went quickly and did not hurt the internal organs, but there is such a good thing in the world, the faster the pain goes, the more serious the consequences, I hope she can endure it, although the possibility of her wolf crying and howling and the nerves that may always torment everyone is more likely to be in the following days.

Amen! Pray for you, in the heart, probably! (To be continued.) )