Chapter 351 Created by nature (ten more)

   Mu Qinglan's face was cold-An Jialuo was here! ?

  She didn’t notice it just now!

  Is An Jialuo just arrived, or is she hiding aside long ago, just waiting for the right time to take action?

This question flashed through Mu Qinglan's mind for an instant, and then he quickly left it behind.

  It doesn’t matter whichever it is.

  The so-called is that An Jialuo is going to grab this nine-color Yuanyang flower with her now!

  Mu Qinglan sneered.

  An Jialuo seems to always like to pretend to her.

  Whether it is Xiao Beitang or this nine-color Yuanyang flower!

  However, Xiao Beitang was something she didn’t intend to want. An Jialuo is willing to pick up the trash, so let her pick it up, and this nine-color Yuanyang flower...

  She has waited for so long and is already at hand, how can she let others grab it? !

  An Jialuo stabbed a sword and rushed straight to Mu Qinglan's throat!

  Shooting is the ultimate move!

  Mu Qinglan's hand did not let go, but instead grabbed the Jiucai Yuanyang Flower and pulled it fiercely!

  An Jialuo’s sword is here in no time!

  Mu Qinglan kicked his feet fiercely on the stone pillar, and with the help of the rebounding force, he quickly moved back!

   Avoid risks!

  At the same time, with a flick of her wrist, Qing Yuan Zhan instantly turned into a touch of green light and flew out!

  An Jialuo was taken aback, and the swords slammed together!

  An Jialuo stepped back a few steps under the impact of this force.

   Mu Qinglan turned around, quickly put the Nine-Color Yuanyang Flower in the mustard bracelet, and quickly grasped the flying back Qing Yuan Zhan.

  An Jia missed a hit, her face was a little pale, and she was surprised at the same time.

  She and this Xiyan are both in the middle stage of the Soul Realm, but in the fight just now, the opponent's strength is clearly stronger than her!

  The other people who originally planned to rush up, saw that the two people who were fighting were the raging "Xian Yan" and An Jialuo that had been passed on these two days, and they all hesitated.

   These two people are very strong, if they shoot at this time, I am afraid that they will not get any benefits.

  What's more, An Jialuo's identity is there. Anyone who wants to do it must first think about it.

  The field became quiet.

   Mu Qinglan held a knife in one hand and smiled coldly.

   "Why, Miss Ann is also very interested in my things, and I want to grab it but can't it?"

  An Jia Luo willow his eyebrows.

  "This nine-color Yuanyang flower is the treasure in this Xiaofeng Garden. When did it become your thing?"

  Mu Qinglan raised his eyebrows.

  "It's in my hands now. It's not mine. Is it yours?"

  An Jia choked, his expression slowed, and said: "I mean, since this baby is here, everyone is qualified to fight for it."

  As soon as these words came out, many people suddenly felt good about An Jialuo.

  Mu Qinglan nodded and smiled sarcastically.

   "Of course there is nothing wrong with this. But just now my hand has touched this thing, but you attacked from behind... It turns out that Miss Ann’s ‘fighting’ is to use this method to grab it."

An Jialuo's face looked ugly for a moment.

   Ordinary people will give a bit of face when they see her, but this ridicule is actually not inferior. In front of these many people, they directly said that she attacked!

  "Xin Yan, don’t you know that before going out to Xiaofengyuan, everyone can fight against each other? Now this thing belongs to you, but not necessarily afterwards."

  Mu Qinglan tilted his head and smiled.

   "Okay. Then I'll wait. Why, you want to be the first?"

  An Jia fell silent.

  I thought it would be successful, but who would have thought that the strength of this Yan Yan was faintly stronger than her own, she was not sure to grab it.

   "You can grab this thing because of everyone's help. Huyan, I just can't bear it. I want to say a few words for everyone. Why do you want to target it like this?"

  Many people looked at Mu Qinglan in contempt.

   "If it weren't for everyone to take the shot together before, how could you possibly pluck this nine-color Yuanyang flower?"

Many people around and below    followed:

   "Yes! We must have all suffered before, so you can be so smooth!"

   "This ridicule, I looked at it before, it was not a good thing, it really is extremely selfish!"

   "Miss Ann is helping us to speak, he is so to Miss Ann, can we agree to it!?"

  Mu Qinglan almost laughed out loud.

  I haven’t seen him for a year, An Jialuo’s ability is still the same as expected.

  Others are not proficient. This pretend to be generous and selfless, but he is a master.

   Just two sentences, so many people here stand on her side.

  Mu Qinglan suddenly raised his hand and slashed it fiercely!

  The stone pillar in front of her suddenly split from the top!

  Boom!

  The stone pillar split into two halves and fell heavily to the ground!

  Many people quickly avoided panic. When they saw the neat cut on the stone pillar, their eyes widened in shock.

  This ridicule can be split directly?

  They worked so hard to chop off a small piece!

  Smoke was everywhere, but no one dared to speak.

  The field fell into a strange dead silence again.

  Mu Qinglan raised his eyebrows and looked at An Jialuo.

   "Now, who else thinks that I have to rely on someone else to get this thing?"

  No one answered, An Jialuo's face turned pale.

   "If anyone is dissatisfied and wants to fish in troubled waters, I'm sorry, Lord, I still don't agree! Who thinks this Jiucai Yuanyang Flower should have his share, just stand up now."

  Her eyes swept over the people present one by one.

  When almost everyone met her eyes, they couldn't help but avoid their eyes with a guilty conscience.

  They don’t want to be split in half!

  Mu Qinglan finally looked at An Jialuo and shrugged.

"Miss Ann, it seems that no one agrees with what you just said. If you still want to stand up for them, I admire you, and in addition, please take my cut, how about it? If you can hold it, I will naturally How about handing over these nine-color Yuanyang flowers?"

  Mu Qinglan spoke lazily, with a smile on his face, but in An Jialuo’s eyes, the smile was extremely ironic!

  These words are like a slap in her face! Make her faceless!

  She frowned, and she seemed to be aggrieved.

   "I just think that everyone is rushing to this thing, it is not easy, you should have a share in seeing..."

  Mu Qinglan laughed.

  "You have a share in seeing? How did I hear that Xiao Beitang, the fourth prince, has many admirers. You see, so many people like your fiance, shouldn't these women also have a share in seeing someone?"

   "You!" An Jialuo burst into flames in her heart, forced herself to calm down, gritted her teeth, "Don't speak too much! How noble the four princes are, you say these things too much!"

  Mu Qinglan played with Qing Yuan Zhan, and his slender fingers slowly moved across the blade.

   "Really? It's a pity, I think, this nine-color Yuanyang flower is much more precious than your four princes. With such a comparison, I still dislike the identity of the nine-color Yuanyang flower."

  An Jia showed her anger, but she sneered in her heart.

  Is this silly remark? Thinking that Beitang is not here, he can humiliate at will?

  With so many people present, these words will definitely reach Beitang’s ears.

   Even if this ridicule can win, it won’t be any better in the end!

  Mu Qinglan raised his head and glanced at the sky, the time to burn incense is about to come, she must leave here as soon as possible.

  "If anyone is dissatisfied, welcome to fight!"

  Mu Qinglan left these words, it was a flash of figure, and he headed outside!

  An Jialuo immediately stepped forward and stood in front of Mu Qinglan.

   "You can't go!"

  Mu Qinglan looked at her coldly: "Why, you want to fight me?"

  An Jialuo bit her lip.

  She is almost certain that she is not the opponent of ridicule, but if she let him go like this, she would not be reconciled.

  There are only five missions released now. What if Xi Yan wins the spot?

in addition…

  I don't know what came to mind, An Jialuo hesitated for a moment, and actually nodded.

   "Baby, everyone wants it. It's all by your own ability. I, An Jialuo, are here to challenge you! If you lose, then Jiucai Yuanyanghua is going to be given to me!"

  Mu Qinglan looked at An Jialuo suspiciously.

  According to her understanding of An Jialuo, she would not do anything that is not good.

  Now An Jialuo definitely knows that he is not his opponent, and insists on it...

  "Don't you dare to agree?" An Jia stepped forward and asked.

  The people around also all looked over.

  Mu Qinglan pointed at An Jialuo.

   "If you should, you are! But I have to change the place to fight."

  An Jia's eyes flashed.

   "No need, just stay here!"

  After finishing talking, it was actually a direct shot!

  She flipped her wrist, and a long sword suddenly appeared in her hand!

  On the sword body, there are complex and magnificent red lines, and when it is unsheathed, there is a faint singing voice!

   "Feng Yin Sword!"

   Seeing the sword in her hand, Mu Qinglan narrowed his eyes dangerously, and immediately smiled coldly.

  Only one year later, this thing has actually reached An Jialuo's hands!

  Her Feng Yin sword and Xiao Beitang’s Dragon Xiao sword were originally a pair.

  Not only are they highly ranked, but more importantly, they are also status symbols!

  Because this pair of swords was left by the founding father and his wife a long time ago!

  The two of them relied on these two swords to calm the world, and their relationship was deep, leaving behind a story of the ages.

When Xiao Beitang was ten years old, he had already shown an absolute talent, and the current saint gave him both of these swords.

  This is why everyone believes that Xiao Beitang will inherit Datong in the future.

  The original Phoenix Yin Sword was kept in Mu's house after the marriage contract was made. However, Mu Qinglan didn't have any interest, so she put it on hold.

  I didn't expect to see it again, it turned out to be in An Jialuo's hands!

  These two people really can’t wait, they don’t even bother to cover up.

  Mu Qinglan clenched the handle of the knife, and then slashed out!

  One sword and one sword, hit hard again!

  However, at this moment, a dragon chant sounded, and the sword light suddenly arrived!

  Goal-it is Mu Qinglan's back!

   Mu Qinglan's eyes sharpened:

  A pair of heavenly bitches!

  (End of this chapter)