"Heh, she's a ninth-order demonic beast, a ninth-order demonic beast? Is it really a ninth-order demonic beast that is a cabbage? It's just a few untouchables from a few inferior countries, and there is not a single lie that people can believe."

Yan Le couldn't see Zhu Qikai's appearance of Dezhi (he thought he was like this), let alone others looking at Wan Qi Yunmu with envious eyes, so he wouldn't believe that Wan Qi Yunmu would have such good luck.

"Inferior country? Untouchables? Have you forgotten? Last time, I was a pariahs from an inferior country, and you cried and called your mother?"

Wan Qiyun smiled coldly and began to roll up her sleeves, MMP, her hands are itchy again, inferior countries are inferior countries, and they are untouchables? It's okay to scold her, but it's not okay to scold her old man.

"What do you do? The gentleman doesn't move his hands!"

Yan Le looked at Wan Qiyun rolling up his sleeves, and felt a little regretful in his heart, the scene of being beaten by Wan Qiyun last time was still vivid, and he felt pain when he thought about it.

"Gentleman? I'm sorry, I'm a pariah."

Wan Qiyun rushed over with a fist.

"Whew!! My eyes!!"

「MMP！ Untouchables! Make you pariahs! Bigger than me! The cultivation is not as high as mine! I'm a mentor! You're a cadet! Dare to scold me! Dare to scold my brother! Hammer you to death! Mo Feibai didn't dare to do this in front of me! He saw that the people of the inferior countries were all kind and kind, *** a rabbit cub with no official and no lord! Dare to scold me! Well? Untouchables?"

"Don't slap your face! You're going to change places!"

"Don't slap your face? I'll slap me in the face! You won't be able to get out for months! Make your mouth!"

「……」

Wan Qi Yunmu and everyone else, their mouths twitched and watched Wan Qi Yunqian fight and feast, and his eyes fell on His Royal Highness the Prince, who didn't know when he came......

Uh-

They didn't hear it at any time—

Mo Feibai: I shouldn't have come......

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, tell this person to stop!"

Yan Huan was very afraid of Mo Feibai, but listening to Yan Le's screams and looking at Yan Le's miserable appearance, he still couldn't help but plead like Mo Fei Bai.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid she'll beat me up."

Mo Feibai's cold face made people think they had misheard the conversation.

Everyone was simply stunned, and the whole person was dizzy, of course, except for Wan Qi Yunmu, after all, he had seen Wan Qi Yun's shallow beating in vain.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he was afraid of being beaten together......

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he calls himself me......

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is afraid that it is fake......

"Ask for more blessings, I can't beat her, and I can't bear to beat her."

Anyway, he was already embarrassed, and Mo Feibai didn't mind losing a little more, and when he was done, he stood aside and watched Wan Qiyun beat up and feast, if he looked closely, he could still see the schadenfreude in his eyes.

The scene could not be heard for a while, except for the screams of the feast, everyone: I am afraid that this is a fake His Royal Highness the Prince......

Wan Qi Yunmu touched his nose and stopped intending to continue beating Wan Qi Yunqian.

"Brother, Brother Mo is here."

"Huh? Jet black? What is he here for?"

Wan Qiyun asked without raising his head, gave Yanle two punches, and then kicked again before raising his head.

"Inky Black, are you advanced? When was this? It's in the late stage of distraction, it's amazing!"

Wan Yunqian's eyes were full of surprise, and he circled around Mo Feibai twice, and then praised.

"It's been a long time since I've advanced, but I'm too busy to see you."

Looking at Wan Qiyunqian, who was tilting his head and watching, Mo Feibai tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that wanted to rise, maintaining a cold image.