If Night hadn't fallen into a coma, these guys wouldn't have dared to make a sound.
However, Night had yet to wake up and he couldn't handle it alone. He couldn't protect her like Night did and not let her suffer any grievances.
This was the future mistress of the Blood Prison, the only woman their Lord loved.
That day, His Lord brought her to the Blood Prison and announced her identity.
They were extremely curious about her, but His Lord protected her tightly.
Even if they were curious, they had no chance to see her at all.
Now, he had finally seen the true face of this woman.
One by one, the old men saluted. "This subordinate greets the Princess."
Ziyou beckoned Mu Qian over. "My Mistress, sit here!"
Ziyou's seat was a little lower than the Lord's. This was the place where Jiu Ye was not present. Now, it was time for a change of master.
Ziyou had always been frivolous and liked to tease people, but at this time, he put away his teasing tone and became very serious.
Everyone present was an expert of the Blood Prison with many powerful forces under them. However, under his gaze, Mu Qian calmly walked towards the seat second only to His Lord's.
The corners of Ziyou's lips curled into a smirk before he said, "Mistress, you've just arrived and don't know much about these people. Let me introduce them to you. That ugly, dark-faced man is Venerable Hei Tian. The second uglier one is Lord Xue Ying, and that one … "
This was not a proper introduction at all. It was a complete disdain for their ugliness.
They glared at Ziyou angrily. "Lord Ziyou, don't go too far. How dare you slander us in front of the Princess."
Ziyou said mockingly, "Sorry! I'm not familiar with you guys so I can only look at your face! Besides, I've always been a person who likes to look at faces. I like beautiful women, don't you know that? "
These Lords were highly sought after outside of the Blood Prison Imperial Palace. They were experts that people respected. No one dared to say a bad word about them.
However, Ziyou said it so unscrupulously, making them vomit blood in anger.
The smell of gunpowder was getting stronger. Mu Qian said, "I know everyone here and know your names. You're here to invite me to make a decision, not to watch you quarrel! Say it! What do you want me to decide? "
The Blood Prison was far more powerful than the other seven prisons, and more challenging than the Mystic Heaven Realm.
However, this woman from the Mysterious Heaven Realm was now sitting in a position that was only below one person and above tens of thousands of people. She was very calm as if she was a superior.
This was a woman who hadn't even reached the age of twenty. A weakling from the Heaven Mystic Realm was actually able to remain so calm without the slightest trace of panic.
They had really underestimated this woman. Then, they reported things one by one.
Mu Qian said lazily. "I just came to the Blood Prison. If you let me deal with these troublesome things, I'm afraid I'll make things more chaotic. Ziyou, pass down the order! "
Ziyou replied, "Yes, my mistress!"
Ziyou had already told them about the solution, but they refused to listen and wanted to invite the consort over.
Now that the little beauty was here, the result would be the same.
Mu Qian naturally knows that they have been tossing around so much to invite her over, it will certainly not be so easy to solve the problem.
After everything was settled, these people said with smiles on their faces, "When the consort came to the Blood Prison, everyone in the Blood Prison knew that the consort is favored by the Lord. Now that I see the consort, I feel that the Lord's favor is not unreasonable. After all, the consort has such a beautiful appearance. "
"This old man has lived for nearly ten thousand years, but this is the first time I've seen a woman as beautiful as the consort."
"…"
These old fellows praised Mu Qian's appearance with all their might, wishing that they could praise Mu Qian to the heavens.
If it was any other woman, being praised by such a group of experts, her tail would have already flown up to the sky.
However, Mu Qian was very indifferent. The corner of her lips curled up slightly, as if their praise was a matter of course.
Ziyou glanced coldly at these old fellows. They should be thankful that Night was not here. If Night heard these words and thought that they were coveting the little beauty, he would be able to collect their corpses. Changing the topic, Hei Tian looked at Mu Qian and said, "Our Nine Nights Monarch is the strongest man in the Blood Prison. Even if it's other places, it is rare to find a man who can go against my Lord. The consort has a beautiful appearance, I presume your strength is also not bad, this is enough to be worthy of us.
My Lord. "
A dark light flashed at the bottom of Mu Qian's eyes. Using her strength to make a fuss, this is the real purpose of these old fellows!
Mu Qian slowly stood up and said. "I think I have to disappoint everyone."
Her spiritual power spread out, and sure enough, some people's faces showed a strange expression. Weak, she is really too weak.
She hasn't even reached the level of a Lord. Among this group of Lord, she is like an ant in a crowd of elephants. They really don't know where her confidence came from before?
Is it because of the Lord's favor?
Hei Tian said. "A consort who has not reached the level of a Lord, I think the entire Blood Prison cannot accept such a weak consort."
"The consort's strength is completely different from the Lord's. Not to mention being a consort, she can't even be a concubine! You must know that many of the Lower Lords in the Blood Prison are trying their best to make themselves better, the purpose is to be a concubine for His Highness! "
"With the strength of an ant, she actually wants to be a consort with our Lord, this is completely making the other six prisons laugh at our Lord."
After seeing Mu Qian's weak strength, they no longer had the respect they had on the surface before.
There was only disdain and contempt, and the words they said became more and more unpleasant.
"Do you want to die?" A frightening murderous aura erupted from Ziyou's body, he wanted to start a massacre here.
Who gave them the courage to say this to the little beauty?
Mu Qian said. "Ziyou, calm down!"
Her strength is indeed not enough! This is the truth.
Mu Qian clenched her fists. In this Blood Prison, if one's strength is not strong enough, it is difficult to move an inch.
She absolutely did not want Jiu Ye to protect her all the time. How can she grow to the point where she can kill the Gods alongside Jiu Ye if he protects her like this?
Now that she is facing doubts and troubles, she wants to deal with them herself, she doesn't want Ziyou to solve it by force. The corner of Mu Qian's mouth slightly hooked up into a faint smile. "Weak? All of you are already so old, don't you think about when you were in your teens? Weren't you just as weak? If you had the strength of a Lord or a High Lord at my age, then I have nothing to say.
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