Refining divine pills, controlling divine beasts, and the useless lady is so cool

Emperor Yue Ling smiled wryly: "I was just giving you a reminder, why did General Mu have to do this?"

Old Master Mu sneered, "I, Mu Zhanxiao, hereby declare that if anyone dares to touch a hair of my granddaughter, I will fight him to the death!"

Upon seeing this, Old Master Pei immediately said cheerfully, "Li'er is my goddaughter. If anyone dares to embarrass her, I will not sell the runes I drew to him!"

Mr. Pei is the only royal-level rune master in the four countries. Everyone was stunned when they heard his words.

Even Emperor Yue Ling on the stage had a rather ugly expression on his face. He had just purchased a few imperial runes from Grandpa Pei some time ago.

Generally speaking, the power of the Emperor-level runes is infinitely close to that of the Spirit King. If Mr. Pei stops selling them from now on, it would be like losing a group of powerful Spirit Lords for him.

Emperor Yue Ling compromised, glanced at the two old men, and said nothing more.

The name Mu Qingli spread throughout the four countries and became known to everyone.

In the area of ​​Donglai State, Zhao Junyue was lying on Meng Fanlin, with her fingers hooked around Meng Fanlin's neck, not caring at all about the gazes of the crowd.

She looked at Mu Qingli coming down from the stage, feeling a little jealous, and said in a sour tone: "Brother Meng, I don't like her, she is so violent!"

However, Meng Fanlin's eyes were always following Mu Qingli, and he didn't hear what Zhao Junyue said at all.

Zhao Junyue's eyes were filled with displeasure, and she glared hatefully in the direction of Mu Qingli.

You can tell at first glance that she is a vixen who only knows how to be in the spotlight. Does she think she can charm everyone this way?

Suddenly, an idea came to Zhao Junyue's mind. She reached out and touched Meng Fanlin's face: "Brother Meng, do you think she looks familiar?"

Meng Fanlin was a little upset because she had interrupted him from looking at the beauty, but when he looked down and saw Zhao Junyue's pitiful appearance, he couldn't get angry: "How does she look familiar?"

Zhao Junyue lowered her head and revealed a wicked smile, but when she looked up again, her pitiful expression was back: "Brother Meng, do you still remember the gambling stone shop? Although they don't look alike, their figures are quite similar. Do you think it could be her? Did she change her appearance?"

Zhao Junyue knew how much Meng Fanlin hated the people he met in the gambling stone shop and wanted to shift the blame to someone else, but she never expected that Meng Fanlin would also be moved by Mu Qingli's other face when he saw it in the gambling stone shop.

Meng Fanlin felt a little excited. He had been looking for the group of people from the gambling stone shop for a long time yesterday but couldn't find them. After hearing Zhao Junyue's reminder, he thought that they might have really disguised themselves.

If that woman is really Mu Qingli...

When Meng Fanlin thought of that scene, a lewd smile appeared on his face, and his body couldn't help but feel hot.

Zhao Junyue sensed Meng Fanlin's change and thought he was angry, so she immediately added fuel to the fire: "Brother Meng, I'm telling the truth. I think the person we saw in the gambling stone shop was her!"

Meng Fanlin bent down and kissed Zhao Junyue. Zhao Junyue shyly lay in his arms. Her body felt the changes in Meng Fanlin, and her face turned red as if it was filled with blood.

She whispered in Meng Fanlin's ear: "Brother Meng, do you want me to help you?"

Meng Fanlin lowered his head and looked around. Everyone's attention was on the stage, where Zhao Wenzhuo and Xiao Lingyi were fighting.

Zhao Wenzhuo is from Donglai Kingdom. Logically, they should hope that Zhao Wenzhuo will win, but Zhao Wenzhuo is several levels lower than Xiao Lingyi after all. Although he was beaten badly, he did not give up easily.

Seeing that everyone's attention was on Zhao Wenzhuo, Meng Fanlin lowered his head and lay on Zhao Junyue and took a deep breath: "Help me."

Zhao Junyue responded with a blushing face, took her hand off Meng Fanlin's neck and changed its position.

Perhaps because the movement was too big, Meng Fanlin's body trembled violently, and Zhao Junyue lost her balance and almost fell down.

Meng Fanlin glared at Zhao Junyue, as if she had done something wrong: "Can you be more professional, like you were yesterday?"

Zhao Junyue thought about what happened yesterday and started to move. Meng Fanlin put his hand on Zhao Junyue's waist and rubbed it restlessly.

The place where Zhao Junyue was pinched felt a little painful, and she didn't control the strength well, so the force of her fingers increased a little. Meng Fanlin's body shook violently, and he went limp.

He glared at Zhao Junyue with a bad look on his face: "You are so useless!"

After that, he no longer cared about Zhao Junyue and pushed her away.

Zhao Junyue bit her lips tightly, bent her fingers slightly, and couldn't help but use a cleansing talisman.

Although low-level cleaning talismans are not expensive, for her, it would take her two full months to save up enough.

Why is the world so unfair? She has to please others to get what she wants, while some people just need to stand there and countless people will flatter them.

Thinking of Meng Fanlin's betrayal, she felt a little uncomfortable.

But although Meng Fanlin is a playboy, he is the richest man she can come into contact with. Although he is a bit stingy, he will buy her some small gifts from time to time.

"Brother Meng, where are you going? You're going to compete soon?"

Zhao Junyue had just finished cleaning her hands when she saw Meng Fanlin walking away in big strides. She wanted to follow him, but she couldn't find him as she walked.

Zhao Junyue had no choice but to stomp her feet and return to her original position, waiting for Meng Fanlin's return.

The direction Meng Fanlin was heading was exactly where Mu Qingli was. He felt that as long as he got close to her, he wouldn't have to worry about her looking down on him.

He smiled, determined to win, walked to Mu Qingli and sat down directly.

Mu Qingli saw him frown. She clearly remembered that this was the person she met in the gambling stone shop.

Mu Qingli didn't want to talk to him and turned around to leave.

Meng Fanlin was quick to stop her and said, "Miss Mu, please wait a moment. I have something to ask you. Is it convenient for you to answer?"

Mu Qingli: "It's inconvenient, please move aside, I have to leave."

Meng Fanlin was blocking the only exit, so Mu Qingli had to pass through that intersection if he wanted to go out.

Meng Fanlin smiled gentlemanly, "Miss Mu, I'm really sorry to bother you. I only have one thing to ask you. Have you ever been to a gambling stone shop?"

Mu Qingli paused for a moment. He didn't expect Meng Fanlin to be so agile. Was he just guessing... or did he really recognize him?

Thinking of this, she looked puzzled: "A gambling stone shop? What is that?"

Meng Fanlin paid attention to her expression and found that there was nothing unusual about it. It seemed that she really didn't know what gambling on stones was.

A hint of doubt gradually flashed across his face. Could it really not be her? Apart from the face, the figure was exactly the same.

He looked at Mu Qingli again and found nothing unusual. He thought he had made a mistake, but it didn't matter, because Mu Qingli was more handsome.

"Miss Mu, maybe I recognized the wrong person. To express my apology, can I treat you to a meal?"