Chapter 1912
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She originally wanted to have a good rest and miss this round.
Yun Ruohan had already reported to Venerable Qi Xing, so Muyan wouldn't be directly dragged into the mirror.
But now it seems that it's impossible.
Since the beginning of the tournament, the Xiao Yao team has finally drawn a truly strong team, the Fusang team of the Western Land.
Muyan: "For this match, I still …"
Before she could finish speaking, Yun Ruohan resolutely said: "Junior sister, you promised me that you would have a good rest in this match."
Leng Yumo: "That's right, junior sister, you've been too tired these days. If you don't have a good rest, what if it causes harm to your body? "
Muyan frowns: "But the Fusang team …"
Chu Moli faintly smiles: "Junior sister doesn't believe us?"
Muyan stares blankly, swallowing the words at the tip of her tongue.
Chu Moli raises his head and looks at her without blinking, "The Xiao Yao team will be like a tiger that has grown wings with Jun Muyan. But the other six people of the Xiao Yao team must not become a burden to Muyan. Junior sister, I hope you can understand this point. "
Muyan looks at her fellow apprentices in a daze.
The expressions of the six people are different, but the stubborn and tenacious light in their eyes is exactly the same.
The corner of Muyan's mouth slowly hooks up into a shallow smile.
That's right! She should trust and rely more on her fellow apprentices.
Because the Xiao Yao team is very strong, every one of them is very strong!
Muyan lightly nods and sits down in the spectator area, "Then I'll leave it to you!"
"The match begins, all team members, please enter the mirror to watch the flowers."
As soon as Venerable Qi Xing's voice falls, Muyan sees ten men dressed in uniform striding towards her.
This is one of the top three teams of the Deer Ming Banquet, the Fusang team.
The Fusang team is dressed very strangely.
Their clothes are loose robes with big sleeves, and they're wearing pants and skirts. Their foreheads are also tied with white bandages.
Walking to the front of the Xiao Yao team, the captain of the Fusang team slightly bows towards Yun Ruohan.
His attitude is very humble and polite, "Captain Yun, I've long admired the strength of your Xiao Yao team. Today, I hope to receive your advice."
This was the first time Yun Ruohan had encountered a cultivator with such a good attitude in the Purple Cloud Realm. She couldn't help but smile and return the greeting.
He was still thinking that this Fusang team really had the demeanor of a strong person.
However, after the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Yun Ruohan changed her mind and looked at the Japanese Team with a dark gaze.
As for the other members of the Carefree Squad, especially Leng Yumo, raging flames were about to burst out from their eyes.
Because, when the captain of the Fusang Team, Liu Guyi, discovered that Mu Yan did not participate in this competition, he actually revealed a gratified smile.
He shouted, "Fighting is a matter between men. How can you let women join in? Xiao Yao Team's decision to kick that woman, Jun Muyan, was a very wise one. "
"Women should stay at home and be playthings for men to enjoy. Let these lowly women appear on the battlefield and devour humiliation. "
Hearing this, the people of the Xiao Yao Sect were enraged.
Even quite a few female cultivators in the spectator stands burst into fierce curses.
"What kind of dog is this Fusang team? How dare you slander us women?! "
"Bah! You're the fucking plaything! Your whole family is plaything, your whole family is for men to enjoy!! "
But there were also some people who knew the inside story who couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.
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