Although the power of the Xiaoyao Pavilion is monstrous, there are also many sects that are not convinced.

These sects are hoping that something will happen to them, so that they can seize the handle.

Now, Mu Ning's use of the topic to play has allowed them to seize the opportunity.

For a time, all kinds of condemnations were endless.

Although Jiang Feng disdained to argue with them, due to the presence of the three princes, he had to maintain the magnanimity of the Xiaoyao Pavilion.

"Don't get me wrong, girl, I don't have malicious intentions, I just want to prove one thing......"

"Proof what? Proof that I'm a Waste Root? Mu Ningyan chuckled lightly, disapproving: "Even if it's Xiaoyao Pavilion, you don't have such a bully, right?" ”

"What does Jiangtan mainly prove?" Xiao Fancheng walked out with his hands in his hands, and stood elegantly: "Under everyone's eyes, this girl is already a waste spirit root, do you still need to prove it?" ”

Jiang Feng didn't dare to fight with Xiao Fancheng, and besides, at present, it was not appropriate for too many people to know about that matter.

So—

"Since the three princes have said so, if I insist on it, it will really be a bit of a bully!"

Taking two steps back, he sideways to avoid it.

"Girl, please!"

"Thank you!"

Mu Ning didn't thank Xiao Fancheng, didn't even look at him more, and left directly.

"Why didn't she thank the third prince for breaking the siege?"

"Isn't it crazy?"

"What do you know, only in this way can you arouse the idea of the third prince!"

"Do you want to catch it?"

"This girl is so smart......"

“……”

For a while, people's attention shifted from whether Mu Ning was a waste spirit root to the purpose of her trip.

"When a waste spirit root comes to power, it will definitely attract attention, when the time comes, she will show a little bit of her appearance and attract the attention of the three princes, and then ignore it if she wants to capture the old people, won't she succeed in arousing the curiosity of the three princes?"

“……”

Accounts differ and opinions vary.

Mu Ning ignored it, flew on the horse, and walked away.

Xiao Fancheng motioned for his men to follow.

"Patriarch Mu......"

"The Third Prince?"

"What does this prince mean, you don't know it, do you?"

"Understood! The third prince wants to marry Mumen......"

"Marriage? What kind of family power does the marriage of the prince have to be, Patriarch Mu doesn't know? ”

The marriage of the prince has to be a famous family.

Even if it is a sect on the rivers and lakes, no matter what, it has to be a big family like the four major sects, with a thousand gold and noble bodies, not a small Mumen.

Strictly speaking, Mumen doesn't even have the qualifications to climb the royal family.

This is also the reason why Mu Jingyuan hollowed out his mind and wanted to borrow Mu Yaochi to win over Xiao Fancheng.

"Third prince, please make everything clear, I ...... What the hell am I going to do to ......?"

"It's not open, we can come to the dark!" Xiao Fancheng whispered in his ear: "Where is my mansion, don't you know?" ”

“……”

"As long as she gives birth to flesh and blood for this prince, wait for him to ...... One day, it is hard to guarantee that she will not have the time to take the position...... Patriarch Mu, when the time comes, the relationship between you and me will not be what it is today! ”

Wait for another day—

Mu Jingyuan understood the meaning behind these three words in seconds.

"Yes! I know how to do it! His eyes rolled sharply, and he thought of a plan: "Don't worry, the third prince, I'll do this matter!" ”

Bowing down, he hurriedly retreated.

Xiao Fancheng watched him leave, turned around and entered the tent.

In the tent, a young man with a thin white skin and waist was sitting lazily in a chair.

Seeing him come in, he didn't raise his eyelids: "Congratulations to the third prince, you have a newcomer again......"