"What are you asking for?" Hao Shaojun was obviously not very happy and did not want to disclose it.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, don't get me wrong, I mean, I inquired about the regent's eye disease this time and needs the Xuanfeng Ghost Vine, I wonder if His Highness can know the existence of this Xuanfeng Ghost Vine?"

In order to avoid arousing his suspicion, Jiang Pengpeng did not directly say that he knew that the Xuanfeng Ghost Vine was on the prince's body.

Hao Shaojun's face was full of defense, and he said hesitantly: "I've heard of it, but as for the whereabouts of this Xuanfeng Ghost Vine, I don't know." ”

"Hey, I thought you knew, Your Highness the Prince." Jiang Pengpeng pretended to look regretful.

Hao Shaojun asked, "What's wrong?" You mean, Mo Ming is also looking for this thing? ”

He looked at Jiang Pengpeng with a looking gaze, and subconsciously pulled his clothes.

Jiang Pengpeng said: "I mean, if you can find this Xuanfeng Ghost Vine, then Presumably His Royal Highness the Regent will definitely do whatever it takes to get it." ”

"And I calculated the time, and the date of the martial arts trial happened to be the time when His Royal Highness the Lord Regent had a recurring eye disease, and he was undoubtedly the weakest at that time......"

"Xin Ling, I see what you mean."

Hao Shaojun smiled gloomily, his face full of calculations.

"But now His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, you don't know the whereabouts of this Xuanfeng Ghost Vine, so there's no way."

"Maybe I can think of a way to find the cockatiel ghost vine."

Hao Shaojun's face was full of conviction.

From the Land Temple to the Prime Minister's Mansion, it was the middle of the night.

Jiang Pengpeng smiled with satisfaction, with Hao Shaojun's kind of character, he would definitely take out the Xuanfeng Ghost Vine as bait.

The Martial Arts Trial Contest is coming as scheduled.

As expected, Jiang Pengpeng did not expect, two days ago, the royal family of Haoyue Kingdom sent someone to speak.

The final winner of the Martial Arts Trial Contest will receive an additional reward of the Cockphalin Ghost Vine.

This move has aroused the excitement of countless people.

They are praising the atmosphere of Haoyue Country, and they are so generous!

Haoyue Kingdom has received a wave of good reviews for this use.

Hao Shaojun felt more and more that although Wen Xinling was a waste wood, he had to say that her idea was quite reliable.

It seems that this person must be used for a long time!

Anyway, as long as she is given a sweetness once in a while, she will work for him, Hao Shaojun's face is full of calculations.

Jiang Pengpeng got up early in the morning and began to prepare.

"Miss, aren't you really joking with me?"

Yu Chu pulled Jiang Pengpeng's sleeve tightly, she really couldn't bear to watch her go to death.

All the masters in the trial ground are masters, and her young lady is a waste of firewood, although she has a little bit of cultivation recently, but what's the use?

Forget it, maybe she doesn't even have the qualifications to sign up.

Yu Chu has been praying in her heart, she only hopes that her young lady will live well.

Jiang Pengpeng patted Yu Chu's shoulder, "Yu Chu, I know you're worried about me, but don't worry, I will definitely come back safely, you just wait for me at home." ”

Jiang Pengpeng walked out of the door, but when she arrived at the gate, she ran into her cheap father again.

"Where are you going to fool around?" Wen Tianhong questioned Jiang Pengpeng with a cold old face, with a look of disgust on his face.

"Just go out for a walk."

Jiang Pengpeng shrugged his shoulders and said lightly.

"Your sister is going to participate in the Martial Arts Trial Competition on behalf of the royal family of Haoyue Kingdom today, so you still don't go out, so as not to let people recognize you and disgrace your sister."

Wen Tianhong's commanding tone made Jiang Pengpeng feel disgusted.

Could it be that a waste of wood is not even qualified to go out?

"Father, you just think too highly of me? I'm a waste of firewood, can it be that I can still affect my genius sister? ”

Jiang Pengpeng curled the corners of her lips and looked at Wen Tianhong mockingly, and asked rhetorically.

"You!"

Wen Tianhong's old face turned blue and purple angrily, and he coughed wildly.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense with you, since it's a martial arts trial competition, then I'll take a look."

After Jiang Pengpeng finished speaking, she didn't wait for Wen Tianhong to stop her, and ran away as soon as she slipped away.

Wen Tianhong flicked his sleeves, gritted his silver teeth, and his brows were furrowed to kill flies.

"It's evil, it's just evil, I, Wen Tianhong, am a wise person, how could I raise such a waste daughter?"

It seems that in order to test the ability of these contestants, even the place of registration was chosen at the foot of Death Kleong Ridge Mountain.

Those who want to sign up are only eligible to participate if they go to the death knell, pass a series of tests, and then return safely to the bottom of the mountain.

As we all know, the mountain of Knell Ridge is extremely treacherous, although the altitude is not very high, but it is full of demonic beasts, and it is easy to enter and difficult to get out.

However, as long as the cultivation of Qingzhong is reached, there will still be no big problem.

This also happens to eliminate some people and saves a lot of trouble.

This can be regarded as relatively humane, because the real place of the Martial Arts Trial Competition is the most dangerous eclipse dark forest in the entire Haoyue Continent.

Of course, this kind of martial arts trial competition is not to fight each other on the stage, but to kill the demonic beasts in the eclipse dark forest, take their crystal nuclei, and win the most in quantity and quality.

This can be regarded as leaving a chance for their little life, if they can't even deal with the little monsters in a place like Deathknell Ridge, then when they go to the Eclipse Dark Forest, I'm afraid they won't even be able to enter.

When Jiang Pengpeng came to the foot of Death Kleng Mountain, it was already full of black and oppressive people.

You only need to go to the referee and write your name, and you can go to Kneknell Ridge on your own.

Jiang Peng rubbed her hands, and when she picked up the pen and was about to write her name, she was suddenly stopped by someone.

"Wen Xinling, are you crazy? Is this kind of place you can come to? ”

It was Wen Qiyue who spoke.

She looked at her with a waste-looking gaze, and deliberately raised her voice, which attracted the attention of many people at once.

All of a sudden, when the other people heard Wen Xinling's name, they all gathered around.

"What? Waste firewood Wen Xinling even wants to participate? ”

"I can't have heard me wrong, is this really the same person? She's just a waste of wood, why is she so self-aware? ”

"Isn't it? Is this not wanting a small life? Any little monster in this Death Bell Ridge can swallow her in one bite, right? ”

Jiang Pengpeng withdrew his hand and hooked up an official arc.

"Crazy? Am I being restricted from even my freedom? It's just a martial arts trial competition, and it doesn't say that waste wood can't participate. ”

When Jiang Pengpeng said these words in a high-sounding manner, the surrounding crowd laughed.

"Wen Xinling, did you not see it or pretend to be blind, people clearly stipulate in black and white, if you can't pass the death knell ridge test, you are not eligible to participate, you are a waste of firewood, you are here to be funny, right?"

A passer-by beside Wen Qiyue said mockingly on the side.

"Who the hell is blind? People only said that they couldn't pass the test of Death Knell Ridge, but they didn't say that waste wood wouldn't work. ”

Jiang Peng sneered at each other, clasped her hands in front of her, and looked at the people in front of her who looked down on her with a smile.