My Demon Queen

Chapter 223 Look at the legs

"It's fair, just, and open, and the capable will get it. There's still one year left, so you can let your little disciples participate." Bai Feiyu said with a faint smile.

Today he was wearing a snow-white robe embroidered with delicate cloud patterns, which fluttered gently in the breeze.

"You are dreaming. I will destroy your holy martial arts place right now."

Mo Ruxue's eyes widened with anger, and after she finished speaking, she turned and left.

"Well, it just so happens that I am planning to move to another place. Thank you, Her Majesty."

Bai Feiyu still looked down at the book and spoke slowly, his tone so calm as if nothing could affect him.

Mo Ruxue paused, the anger in her heart growing even stronger.

Her bulging chest was heaving violently at this moment, as if it would explode at any time.

The beautiful face became even more distorted because of anger. Every time he fought with Bai Feiyu, he always felt powerless as if he was punching cotton.

"Do you need my help, Lady Empress?"

At this time, Bai Feiyu's voice came faintly from behind Mo Ruxue.

This sentence was like a fuse that completely ignited the powder keg of Mo Ruxue.

Then, Mo Ruxue rushed towards Bai Feiyu with a spear in hand.

The tip of the gun flashed with a cold light, cutting through the air and making a sharp whistling sound.

The sound was like the scream of a night owl, which made people shudder.

Bai Feiyu calmly put down the book in his hand, flashed and easily avoided Mo Ruxue's attack, which made Mo Ruxue even more angry.

A few hours later, Mo Ruxue patted the non-existent soil with her hands and left gracefully in front of the disciples of the Holy Land of Martial Arts.

Her long hair fluttered in the wind, and her hair sparkled with golden light under the sunlight.

When a disciple entered the hall, he saw that it was in a mess, with broken tables and chairs and walls covered with scratches.

Bai Feiyu also had his back to the crowd, and his figure looked a little lonely.

After everyone discovered that their master's breathing was just a little unstable, they slowly retreated and talked to each other curiously about who this beautiful woman was.

But what no one expected was that Bai Feiyu in front had his face swollen like a pig's head, and there was a shoe print on half of his face.

"It's still the same as before. If you can't talk it out, then use force."

At this moment, Bai Feiyu muttered incoherently, touched his face lightly with his hand, and immediately withdrew his hand in pain.

In this way, for half a month, Mo Ruxue came here every three days.

Every time she came, she was furious, and her momentum was like a storm, which made people terrified.

Then he seemed to feel a little relieved and left.

But the hall was always in a mess, with broken bricks and tiles scattered all over the ground, and the scratches on the walls seemed to tell of the fierceness of the battle.

And from that time on, Bai Feiyu never appeared in front of the public again.

But even so, Bai Feiyu never let go.

Later, Mo Ruxue didn't go there anymore, but stayed in the small courtyard.

"Xiao Rou, it seems that you are the only one participating in this gathering of heroes." Mo Ruxue looked at the little girl in front of her with some embarrassment.

"It's okay, Master Ruxue, I can do it." Xiaorou said firmly.

Mo Ruxue was pleased to see Xiaorou so determined, but also worried.

After all, Xiaorou has never really participated in a competition, so is this really going to work?

"Master Ruxue, don't worry. There is still one year left. I will practice hard."

Xiao Rou also noticed Mo Ruxue's worry, so she grabbed Mo Ruxue's arm and shook it gently. Her movements were like a kitten acting coquettishly, which made people feel soft in their hearts.

Mo Ruxue looked at Xiao Rou, who was so sensible, and then thought of that bastard Bai Feiyu, and immediately snorted with disdain.

Then he pulled Xiaorou into his arms and cherished her for a while.

Xiaorou's face was still red. No matter how many times she did it, she still couldn't get used to Mo Ruxue's intimate behavior.

"My Xiaorou is still the best, much better than those stinky men." Mo Ruxue snorted coldly, then hugged Xiaorou and kneaded her.

"Master Ruxue, don't..."

Xiaorou said in a delicate voice in Mo Ruxue's arms. But this voice made Mo Ruxue even more excited. If she was not a woman, Mo Ruxue would probably do something to Xiaorou.

"Let's go. It's getting late. Let's go to bed first and practice tomorrow." After saying that, Mo Ruxue pulled Xiaorou, who looked a little resistant, into the room.

The scene switches back to the present.

"Phew~ That feels good."

After venting for a while, Ye An calmed down and sat back in his original position.

There was an expression of relief on his face, as if all the depression in his heart had dissipated with this release.

"Have you thought about it?"

At this moment, Mo Qingcheng also handed the teacup to Ye An and asked with a faint smile on her beautiful face.

Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng and saw that she was as virtuous and considerate as the wives they portrayed on TV, and a sense of happiness welled up in his heart.

"I've made up my mind. I'll participate." Ye An picked up the teacup and said firmly.

"Okay, now that you've made up your mind, I'll guide you in your cultivation during this period of time," said Mo Qingcheng.

"Puff..." The tea that Ye An had just drunk was immediately sprayed out.

"Huh? Still need to practice?"

Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng with a bitter face, a helpless and reluctant expression on his face. His brows were furrowed, as if he had encountered a huge problem.

Mo Qingcheng knew how Ye An would react, so she glanced at him calmly and said, "The Heroes Conference is called the Heroes Conference because it brings together many of the world's most talented people, not to mention the geniuses of the demon race. Could it be that you plan to participate with your current strength?"

Upon hearing this, Ye An immediately put on a sad face, lay on the table, and looked at Mo Qingcheng bitterly.

His actions were like a wounded puppy, which made people feel soft-hearted.

Mo Qingcheng pretended not to see it and continued, "If you stop halfway, the three-eyed wolf will belong to someone else."

"Can I have another choice?" Ye An asked weakly, lying on the table.

Mo Qingcheng seemed to know what Ye An was going to say, and then poured a basin of cold water on him.

"Even if it means stealing, you still have to practice. I don't want you to get caught. I have to lower myself once again to save you."

"Wow, wow, it's so sad, so painful!"

After hearing this, Ye An immediately lay on the table like a child, shaking from side to side and splashing.

Mo Qingcheng also felt a nerve twitching in his temple, and said helplessly: "As long as you practice well, I can agree to any request you make."

"Really?"

Ye An sat up straight instantly, looking at Mo Qingcheng with anticipation, his eyes sparkling.

Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An who changed so quickly, gritted her teeth secretly, and nodded reluctantly.

"Then can I see your legs now?" Ye An said to Mo Qingcheng eagerly.

Mo Qingcheng was stunned when she heard this, not understanding why Ye An made this request. Then she stretched out her legs, lifted her skirt, looked at her legs in confusion and asked Ye An.

“Why do you want to see the legs?”

Mo Qingcheng looked at her legs, and as soon as she raised her head, she saw Ye An's excited eyes, staring at her legs.

Mo Qingcheng seemed to have thought of something. She closed her eyes and clenched her fists. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, so she stood up, covered her long and slender legs, and slapped Ye An hard on the head.

"Go and practice."

Ye An covered his head, but he couldn't suppress the lust on his face. Then he said, "Wait for me. I'll go find a yard first. This place is not suitable for me."

Then Ye An covered his head and walked out. Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An's funny appearance and chuckled.

At this moment, the two people who were tied up also woke up.

The smile on Mo Qingcheng's face immediately disappeared, and he returned to his cold look and patted his storage bag.

The purple sword came out, circled in the narrow room, and scraped the necks of the two men cleanly.

Instantly, blood gushed out, covering the entire room. The blood was like a blooming flower, bright and dazzling.

Mo Qingcheng calmly picked up the teacup and drank it slowly, as if none of this had happened.

After the breath of the two men completely disappeared, Mo Qingcheng slowly stood up, without even looking at the blood on the ground and the two dead people, pushed open the door and walked out, and finally closed the door with an indifferent expression.

"The formation is about attrition. When fighting from a distance, if the enemy gets close, the advantages of the formation will disappear. Therefore, you should use the formation you have learned to improve your close combat ability during this period of time."

At this time, Mo Qingcheng and Ye An settled in a small courtyard, and Mo Qingcheng was explaining to Ye An some applications of the formation.

Ye An, on the other hand, sat aside with a look of deep resentment, as if he would fall asleep at the next second.

There was an expression of helplessness and reluctance on his face, and his eyes revealed confusion and bewilderment.

His body leaned forward slightly, with his hands on his knees, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem.

Mo Qingcheng felt helpless when she saw Ye An's appearance. She had never seen anyone as lazy as him.

Then the sword came out and rushed straight towards Ye An, stopping at the tip of Ye An's nose.

Ye An woke up instantly and looked at Mo Qingcheng awkwardly: "Madam, why are you here?"

"If you don't practice well, you will sleep outside tonight!" Mo Qingcheng said lightly.

Ye An immediately perked up and said he could do it.

Mo Qingcheng also smiled helplessly and said, "During this period of time, the sword will accompany you in training. When you can get close and subdue it, you can move on to the next stage."

"If I can subdue it, can I have it again?"