Outside the Royal Palace

The woman who had been waiting for a long time couldn't hold back her restless heart, and rushed forward, all wanting to see the demeanor of the war king.

"The emperor has arrived!"

A sharp duck sound sounded, and the originally restless crowd quieted down a lot, kneeling down in unison to pay respects.

"Long live my emperor, long live!"

"Flat."

As soon as the emperor sat down, he said to Gonggong Gui on the side, "Let's start." ”

Gonggong Gui stepped on small steps and announced to everyone: "The top ten in this competition can become candidates for the princess of war, and those who win the first place in the competition can get this soul bead." The competition has officially begun! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a drumbeat sounded, and two tall and strong women walked up to the square ring.

The two were inseparable, and everyone in the audience cheered.

After a while, the woman in yellow was defeated, and another woman walked into the ring.

Mingxiyue, who was sitting not far from the ring, was not interested, she drew the thirtieth, and there were still more than twenty people to come to her stage, if it weren't for the Soul Suppression Bead, she wouldn't be sitting here stupidly.

She had searched around the palace just now, but she couldn't find the Soul Suppression Bead.

Suddenly, a familiar figure caught her attention.

Wasn't that the palace maid who was talking to Gu Yuqin in the Imperial Garden just now?

I saw that the palace maid looked left and right, and made sure that no one noticed her drugged in each teapot, so she hurried away.

The corners of Ming Xiyue's mouth raised slightly, and she left her seat and disappeared into the crowd.

However, Beiying Yuritsu, who was sitting next to the emperor, always paid attention to her movements, and from the moment he left the palace gate, his eyes never left her.

Seeing that she suddenly got up and disappeared, Beiying Yulu beckoned to Starry Night: "Go and see where she went." ”

"Yes."

Starry Night was ordered to leave.

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Ming Xiyue hid her figure and quietly came to the table where the palace maid was standing just now, she opened a teapot and sniffed it.

This is a colorless and odorless soft tendon powder.

It seems that Gu Yuqin's purpose is obvious, she wants to fight for the position of the princess.

Her eyes flashed slightly, and she put all the teapots that the palace maid had touched into the antidote.

Want to fight for the position of the princess?

Hmph, it's not that simple.

After she finished the antidote, she quietly returned to her place and continued to watch the competition.

After looking around, I didn't find the starry night of Ming Xiyue, and I was about to go back to report to my master, but I found that Ming Xiyue had sat back in her original position at some point.

After a few rounds of competition, Ming Xiyue found that the cultivation of these women was only the peak of the fourth order of the Spirit Venerable, and there was no pressure at all, and she had taken the soul suppression bead.

Soon, a woman in the ring was defeated, and the father-in-law in charge of the referee on the side shouted: "Next, the thirtieth, Ming Xiyue." ”

Hearing her name, Ming Xiyue put down the grapes in her hand, wiped her hands with a handkerchief, and walked to the ring.

Bei Mingyu Meng, who was sitting next to the queen, stopped pouring tea in his hand when he heard the name Ming Xiyue, and his eyes followed Ming Xiyue's figure.

"Montec spilled."

The queen frowned, looking at the absent-minded Northern Stygian Feather Dream.

Bei Ying Yumeng came to his senses, smiled wryly, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the bright moon in the ring.

Why did Xiyue come to the competition?

She looked at Bei Mingyao not far away suspiciously, and Bei Mingyao, who was sitting next to Princess Nanping, was also confused.

She shook her head at the Northern Stygian Feather Dream.

Xixi obviously told her that she was not interested, why did she suddenly come to participate again?

Her eyes rolled on Ming Xiyue, and she looked at the war king who was staring directly at Ming Xiyue with interest.