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Chapter 1265

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Mu Qian was taken aback.

It was said a few days ago that it would start now. Those old things are really fast.

Mu Qian said. "This young master naturally wants to participate."

Gu Baiyi looked at Mu Qian and said. "Xi 'er wants to be the Young Lord, I can directly announce it. There's no need to go through so much trouble. "

Mu Qian said. "That's the truth."

Mu Qian looked at Gu Baiyi.

In the past, Xiao Bai was definitely an aloof Prince Charming, a moving iceberg. He was like a flower with a high collar, an existence that people looked up to.

Pestering endlessly, acting recklessly, and being unreasonable didn't seem to have anything to do with him, but now …

Mu Qian covered her forehead. "Is this Lord a little sinful?"

Gu Baiyi smiled gently. "Because I found that Xi 'er's style is the most effective against those old guys."

The beauty's smile was enough to topple a city, causing everyone to be stunned.

"I … I really want to see the Temple Lord smile."

"Oh my God, the Temple Lord can actually smile, am I hallucinating?"

"The Temple Lord is smiling at Murong Qianye, the relationship between the Temple Lord and Murong Qianye is really good."

That smile was so mesmerizing.

Yu Bingqing could no longer hide the jealousy in her heart. Thinking that Murong Qianye could talk and laugh with the Temple Lord, thinking that he could see the Temple Lord smile at such a close distance, she went crazy with jealousy.

She absolutely must make Murong Qianye disappear, seeing him with the Temple Lord for another quarter of an hour, she couldn't bear it anymore.

The competition began, every ordinary disciple of the Northern Chill Temple was qualified to participate. The selection was very intense.

After a whole day of competition, ten people were finally selected.

Mu Qian glanced at the seven young masters of the Northern Chill Temple. Three of them were in confinement and were not qualified to participate, and the other four didn't seem to show their faces.

It seems that they will only meet in the finals tomorrow.

Mu Qian said lazily. "Today's competition is over, Xiao Bai, let's go back."

"Okay." They left the competition as fast as they could.

Looking at the disappearing white shadow, Yu Bingqing clenched her fists.

Soon, Mu Qian will disappear, and she can live in the Temple Lord's palace and go out together with him.

{Half} {Half} {Life}

Mu Qian and Gu Baiyi had yet to arrive, but the Fourth Young Master of the Seven Young Masters of the Frigid North had already made his grand entrance.

Similarly dressed in white, every single one of them was as cold as a heartless sword.

"First Young Master, Second Young Master, Third Young Master, and Fourth Young Master are here.

"Just standing there is enough to make people tremble. They are much stronger than the Fifth Young Master."

"I wonder what Murong Qianye's chances are against them."

The Fourth Young Master sneered at their words. "That brat Murong Qianye only defeated Old Five and Old Six. He's dreaming if he wants to obtain the position of Young Hall Master!"

Yu BingQing Qing slowly walked over and said, "Qing 'er greets senior brothers."

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