Emperor Xuanwu's eyes flashed with a glimmer of essence, and he sat upright on the dragon chair at the top, with an aura of power without anger!

When King Rui heard this, he snorted coldly on the spot: "Don't you know that Miss Sima Er has reached the end of the selection competition, but you have seriously injured many people, and now Senior Mu has come to ask for an explanation, I don't know how you will explain?"

If in the past, King Rui was just disgusted with Sima Ruyi's nonsense, but now, he is disgusted with a bit of fear and jealousy! A waste who is not valued by him, but can stand out among many masters, which is a naked contempt for him! He feels that this is Twelve declaring war on him and provoking him! What's more, Twelve has repeatedly embarrassed him in front of the public, how can the always arrogant Rui Wang stand it?

"Asking for an explanation?" Twelve disdainfully hooked the corners of his mouth, and looked at King Rui's eyes: "It is inevitable that there will be some injuries in the martial arts field, I have shown mercy to my subordinates, is it because they themselves are not good at learning, what do they have to do with me? I defeated so many people, and it is the first time that someone has come to me to ask for an explanation, let me explain, King Rui, don't you think your words are too ridiculous?" What's more, she is not wrong in this matter, what explanation is there?

Mu Shaoqiu is half a hundred years old, with long snow-white hair, a gray beard, and ravines on his face, he sits on a rosewood chair with his back bent, his old index finger can't stop tapping on the armrest, a pair of eyes narrowed into a slit, and there are dark tides flashing from time to time.

King Rui was counterattacked by Twelve, his cheeks were flushed, and the whole person was furious, patting the wooden table next to the chair and getting up, his fingers trembling and pointing at Twelve, and said angrily: "You are presumptuous!"

Twelve shrugged, with an innocent face, showing an expression of what can you do to me, Yun Ruoshui stood beside Twelve, seeing her like this, he immediately covered his mouth and laughed, the silver bell-like laughter added a bit of weirdness to this solemn atmosphere, Emperor Xuanwu raised his right hand, and stopped King Rui in time, he squinted his eyes unhappily: "I am here, how can you speak casually?"

King Rui's heart trembled, and he immediately sat down, like a mouse who had seen a cat, although Emperor Xuanwu had always favored him, but when he should be strict, he was ruthless, so that King Rui was particularly afraid of his father, and immediately obediently shrank on the mahogany chair, treating himself as a decoration in this study, where would he dare to make a mistake?

"Elder Mu, since you have arrived, tell me what you want. Emperor Xuanwu kicked the ball to Mu Shaoqiu, who was silent, he originally wanted to help each other and be a peacemaker, after all, Twelve is young and vigorous, and he is the best among the young generation of Xuanwu Kingdom, and Mu Shaoqiu is a legend of Xuanwu Kingdom, and he can't get any benefit from offending there, and it is difficult for him to be caught in the middle.

Mu Shaoqiu put down the teacup in his hand unhurriedly, and the small sound of "click" hit directly on everyone's hearts, Yun Ruohan protected the twelve behind him without a trace, and the fighting spirit in his body had begun to condense, as long as Mu Shaoqiu made a slight move, he could fight back as soon as possible.

"Little girl, we meet again. Mu Shaoqiu smiled kindly at Chong Twelve, his charitable appearance was really no different from an elderly man in an ordinary family, but who dared to treat him as a pleasant old man present?

Twelve was silent, waiting for his next word.

"It's not a good thing for young people to be sharp," Mu Shaoqiu Old God twisted his beard on his chin, "I seriously injured my two disciples today, is it really no one to bully my mercenaries?"

Strong!

It's so strong!

Just this coercion alone is enough to make the twelve break out in a cold sweat, if it weren't for a wave of arrogance to support her, unwilling to show weakness in front of the enemy, I'm afraid she would have already bent her knees and knelt down, Yun Ruohan and Yun Ruoshui are not as good as the twelve who are in the center of the storm, but they are short of breath, and a dense sweat climbs up their backs, which is just a little uncomfortable, and Emperor Xuanwu and King Rui are not within the scope of Mu Shaoqiu's attack.

Twelve clenched her fists, and the sixth-order fighting qi in her body was running wildly, which could withstand this coercion! There was a bloody rush in her throat, and she almost crushed the root of her teeth before she could barely stand still, her feet trembled uncontrollably, and it was already the end of the strong crossbow.

She stubbornly refused to admit defeat, her face was tough, and even though her lower lip had been bitten, she still never bent over half a part.

She would rather die standing than bow her head to the enemy!

Mu Shaoqiu let out a surprise in surprise, and a sneer immediately appeared on his face, and the coercion of ten percent of the fighting spirit hit the twelve again, which was more than twice as heavy as just now.

Poof—Twelve splattered out of her blood, slammed one foot to the ground, and fell to her knees, struggling to get to her feet, but the pressure was like a boulder, pressing down on the top of her head.

Unwilling! Humiliated! Twelve once again felt what it means to be inferior! What is a lack of strength!

In front of Sima Xiong that day, she was the same! Like an ant, she was suppressed and bullied! She had no power to resist!

She knelt on one knee, obviously in an embarrassed posture, but she never flinched, just looked at Mu Shaoqiu fearlessly.

Want her to be soft?

No way!

Those resolute eyes were so bright that people didn't dare to look at them directly, Mu Shaoqiu's heart sank, faintly, he actually had a sense of awe for Twelve, that was the fear of the strong!

Mu Shaoqiu was annoyed and ashamed, his fighting spirit condensed into a ball in his palm, and he was about to swing it out, but unexpectedly, Yun Ruohan's face was covered with cold sweat, and he said with a cold expression: "Mu Shaoqiu, if you dare to hurt her, in the sky and on the ground, I, Yun Ruohan, will take your life!"

Under Mu Shaoqiu's terrifying coercion, Yun Ruohan had already exhausted his cultivation just by standing still, he stared at the old man murderously, his chest rose and fell violently, and his breathing was rapid and heavy!

Yun Ruoshui is the same, the two of them stand on the side of the twelve, one left and one right, with an absolute guardian posture, side by side with her!

If you want to move Sima Ruyi, unless you kill them first!

As soon as Emperor Xuanwu saw the people from Yuntianmen facing Mu Shaoqiu, his heart suddenly cooled, and he hurriedly spoke: "Old Mu, you are highly respected, why bother to get along with a few juniors?" As Sima Ruyi just said, there will inevitably be injuries in the martial arts arena, and I can send the imperial doctor to treat your apprentice, this matter, if not, forget it." ”

I don't know if it was because of the prestige of Yuntianmen, or if it was because of the current saint's pleading, Mu Shaoqiu snorted coldly, took back the terrible coercion, and he sat back in his original position, recovering his kind and kind face.

It wasn't until the coercion dissipated that Twelve staggered to her feet, she wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth, and looked at Mu Shaoqiu with high fighting spirit, and the thick unwillingness in her chest turned into a desire to become stronger at this moment!

The thought once again hardened in Twelve's mind!

"Since the emperor has spoken, it is inconvenient for me to embarrass her too much, as long as this little girl is willing to Daoqian to me, this matter will be stopped. Mu Shaoqiu made a seemingly simple request, and Emperor Xuanwu also felt that this method was feasible, after all, twelve injured two mercenaries, and it was reasonable to apologize.

Yun Ruohan and Yun Ruoshui's faces changed suddenly, according to their understanding, even if Twelve died, it was impossible to bow to others.

Sure enough, Twelve took a breath, supported his knees with both hands, hooked his waist, and raised a disdainful smile on his blood-stained lips, and said word by word: "You, do, dream!"

Why does she want to daoqian? In the martial arts arena, life and death have their own destiny, and she has already shown mercy to her subordinates, Mu Shaoqiu's request is too ridiculous!

"What did you say?" Mu Shaoqiu's face was cold, and his eyes were sharp.

Twelve held his head high without flinching, and repeated coldly: "I said, you, do, dream!"

Rumble!

A huge coercion spread wildly in the imperial study, the table and chair Ding Ling rang loudly, the ground began to tremble, the dust on the eaves fell, Mu Shaoqiu was in the center of gravity of the storm, the snow-white sideburns fluttered and fluttered in the strong wind, and the wooden chair under him couldn't bear this huge coercion, and the card rubbed into pieces!

Twelve was the one who directly suffered this coercion, only to see her spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, her chest was like being hit by a stone, her figure was like a falling butterfly, she flew backwards with a poof, and she was about to smash against the wall, Yun Ruohan's heart was anxious, but she had no extra strength to rescue, so she could only watch her fall down.

"Sister Ruyi-" Yun Ruoshui yelled with teary eyes.

In the eyes, a red dress flashed away, before Twelve was about to collide with the wall, a figure took her from the air, the fiery red cuffs waved lightly in the air, Mu Shaoqiu's terrible coercion actually dispersed, the room was in a mess, the tables and chairs fell to the ground in a mess, the tea cup was shattered into slag, and the books on the bookcase fell to the ground with a bang, Yun Ruohan and Yun Ruoshui sat on the ground with their legs soft and fluttered down at the moment when the coercion dissipated.

The blood of the twelve was boiling, the corners of his mouth kept gushing out, and the muscles and veins of his body were all severely injured by Mu Shaoqiu's angry blow!

She opened her eyes with difficulty, her slender and slightly curly eyelashes fluttered up and down, and in her hazy vision, she faintly saw a fiery red shadow, as well as that bewitching face, her heart suddenly settled, she tilted her head, and fell into a coma.

Ling Yu's jade-like white face was only indifferent at the moment, he was holding twelve in his arms, his figure was like a pine, standing in the center of the imperial study, the fiery red robe, burning like flames, long hair piled up on the shoulders, thick as ink.

"Who are you?" Mu Shaoqiu was horrified, it was such a young man who could easily dissolve his ten percent coercion?

Ling Yuhan raised his hand, gently brushed away the blood stains on the corners of his lips, and when he looked at Mu Shaoqiu with a pair of peach blossom eyes, he was cold and calm, his eyes were slightly raised, and he slowly hooked up a charming smile, "You don't deserve to know." ”

Rumble!

These five concise words were like thunder that made Mu Shaoqiu dizzy, he trembled with anger, since the establishment of the mercenary union, no one had dared to underestimate him so much! Who is this person?

"You are so daring!" Mu Shaoqiu shouted violently, and a huge fighting qi condensed in his palm, swinging towards Ling Yuhan, as if he was going to kill him with one blow under his palm!

But the latter was impartial, and he didn't even dodge, only his right foot kicked lightly on the ground, and a visible Gang Qi cover rose from the floor under his feet in vain, enveloping him and Twelve, Dou Qi and Gang Qi collided, making a huge sound of "Zizi", and then, the entire imperial study, there was a roar on the ground, everyone only felt that their eardrums were numb, and the dust was all over them, Ling Yuhan was dressed in red, standing safely in the dust, and he had not moved even half a step under his feet!

"You're no match for me. He laughed and opened his mouth, and the smile seemed to be mocking, as if disdainful, and he did not say that this so-called legend was in his eyes.

Mu Shaoqiu's cheeks flushed with anger, and he screamed and wanted to continue to fight with Ling Yuhan, Emperor Xuanwu was stunned by this sudden change, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Mu Shaoqiu rushing forward to Ling Yuhan, his heart was shocked, and he hurriedly said: "Don't-"

"What do you mean?" Mu Shaoqiu paused, turned around and asked angrily.

Emperor Xuanwu saw that he stopped attacking, and the heart in his throat fell back to the same place, he almost collapsed on the dragon chair, patted his chest incessantly, and said again and again: "He...... He is...... Divine King Temple Divine Envoy,"

"What-" Not only Mu Shaoqiu, but almost everyone in the imperial study let out an exclamation in disbelief.

The Divine King Palace! One of the two most glorious and mysterious palaces in the Xuanwu Continent! It is ranked at the top of the continent alongside the Xuannu Palace, and people from the two palaces rarely enter the mainland, and every time they enter the world, it is bound to be a time when the situation on the continent changes abruptly.

This young man in red is actually an envoy of the God King Temple!?

He doesn't look like he's in his crown years, right?