Chapter 82: Chapter 82 On the Question of Strength
Chapter 82 on the question of strength
"Xiao Yu'er~" Jiu Ge Xing rubbed his stomach while licking his lips and revealing various perverted expressions: "Xiao Yu'er, you are really unexpected~ I'm really interested in you more and more~"
"Thank you for your family." Su Muyu rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "I don't have the slightest interest in you!"
Jiu Gexing stood up from the ground, stretched, patted the dust on his body, and said with a wicked smile: "I'm ...... Really, I actually came over~ Xiao Yu'er, I'm leaving~"
Before Jiu Ge finished speaking, he gently kicked the railing and disappeared without a trace in Su Muyu's stunned expression, followed by Feng Cangyue, who really had a gloomy face.
"Xiaoyu, someone came here just now." As soon as Feng Cangyue came, she immediately took Su Muyu's hand and looked around, her face heavy.
Su Muyu was pulled back to his senses by Feng Cangyue's warm big hand that did not match her personality and tone, held Feng Cangyue's hand tightly, and said, "Why are you here?"
"I feel an aura stronger than yours here...... Good thing you're okay." Feng Cangyue looked at Su Muyu, who had nothing to do, and breathed a sigh of relief, her expression changed to the original cold state, but she hugged Su Muyu in her arms.
Su Muyu's face turned red, and his thinking began to form sentences in confusion: "I, that, he, En...... Jiu Ge Xing, I've been here!" After holding back for a long time, I finally said the last sentence.
Feng Cangyue let go of Su Muyu and was surprised: "Jiu Ge Xing, what is this person doing?"
"I don't know! He came and talked about some and left without it, what is the purpose of his coming?" Su Muyu suddenly jumped to his feet, and after a long time of doing this Jiu Ge Xing, he still didn't say anything!
Feng Cangyue also looked at Su Muyu a little speechlessly.
Su Muyu pursed his lips, not wanting to say any more about the pervert of Jiu Ge Xing, but asked: "Cangyue, do you know what late stage I am?"
Feng Cangyue nodded, but looking at Su Muyu's surprised expression, she asked with some suspicion: "Could it be ...... You don't know?"
"Damn! How would I know! No one told me!" Su Muyu went crazy, he didn't have to travel long ago, how did he know what kind of martial arts rank division was here!
Feng Cangyue saw that Su Muyu was like a kitten that had been fried, gently touched Su Muyu's head, and said gently: "The martial arts ranks of the three continents are acquired, congenital, earthly, heavenly, illusory, immortal, divine and ethereal holy ranks, each rank is divided into the early and late stages, and the people of the high rank can see the rank of the lower rank, if that breath just now is Jiu Ge Xing, then his rank is the early stage of the phantom level, and he naturally sees your martial arts rank really."
"How much worse am I from him?" Su Muyu muttered to himself in disbelief, then looked at Feng Cangyue and asked, "What about you?"
"Late Illusion Stage." Feng Cangyue said very calmly.
"......" Su Muyu didn't want to say anything anymore.
"Xiaoyu?"
"It's okay, I'm just a little irritated, let's go back."
"Yes."
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"Lord Donghuang, you're back." A bewitching woman leaned on Jiu Ge Xing's shoulder and whispered.
I saw her red cloth body, under the slender jade neck, a piece of crisp breasts like clotted white jade, half-covered and half-hidden, a pair of long and watery and well-proportioned legs were exposed, even the beautiful lotus feet were silently enchanting, and seemed to exude a seductive invitation all over her body. She exudes from her bones and seems to be seducing men all the time.
Jiu Gexing pulled the woman's long hair, and said with an evil smile: "Meiyu, you make me want to tear you apart like this, see what color heart is contained under this skin~"
Mei Yu immediately left Jiu Ge Xing's shoulder, and pretended to be shy: "The words of Lord Donghuang are always so terrible, Mei Yu is so scared."
"I'm amazed at what scares the scarf." An old man dressed in gray clothes and dressed as a butler, stroked his beard and smiled very kindly.