The magic doctor explodes the cute concubine

Chapter 1332 Nangong Comes 5
In the previous ambiguous atmosphere, as Mu Furong came in many times, the relationship between a fox and a cat became better and better.Mu Furong's side is no longer like a light bulb, because people completely ignore her and don't care about her existence at all.

She could only catch Xing Ling to chat for a few more words after Xing Ling appeared occasionally, and then say something bad about Xiao Jiu.

Xing Ling is not right now, Mu Furong is soaking in the spiritual spring, so she has nothing to say, "Little Jiu, little black cat, both of you have taken good care of your health recently, in this game, at the critical moment, you are my trump card! Most of the students from the college are sixth-order profound practitioners."

Wouldn't it be a death for me to go as a novice?

If you come here to collect information, you will definitely know the existence of the little black cat.

In fact, the trump card is only Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiuhui was caught off guard.

Only then did Xiao Jiu give her eyes, sat beside her, and pointed to the pill in the black wooden cauldron, "According to your method, master. Zhu Guo combined with Lingquan to refine the [Burst Spirit Pill], which can be used in a short period of time. Raise the level of the profound practitioner by two ranks. That is to say, if it is a profound practitioner of the third rank, it will reach the strength of a profound practitioner of the fifth rank."

Mu Furong's method was naturally taught by Xingling.

Mu Furong held her chin and murmured to herself a little excitedly, "The effect lasts for three hours. This is simply amazing."

If Junzi Feng can raise the strength of Xiaotao and Wei Luo to the fourth-order profound practitioner, then with the Explosive Spirit Pill, the three of them will be able to reach the sixth-order profound practitioner in a short period of time, and the chances of winning will be greater.

After soaking in the Lingquan, he practiced his sword skills again.

Mu Furong just left the space, and as soon as she went out, she saw Emperor Huangfu sitting in the living room very seriously, with a thoughtful expression.

She thought to herself, there should be nothing worth thinking about, is it because she is worried that I will fail in the semifinals?

Are you looking down on me again?
She walked over with a smile, hugged him from behind, put her head on his shoulder, looked at his side face, their cheeks were pressed against each other, and asked in a muffled voice, "Why are you so serious?"

Emperor Huangfu tilted his head, his side face was extremely perverted, and his voice was a bit meaningful, "The competition for the top four will begin soon."

"I know this."

Emperor Huangfu was silent for a while, and then motioned her to come and sit down, she had no choice but to come from the front of the couch and sit in his room, he poured a cup of Yunwumaojian and handed it to her, Mu Furong took two sips and put down the cup.

Emperor Huangfu seemed to have made up his mind, and said slowly: "The people from Beitang and Nangong's family are here."

Beitang... Nangong's family...

With just these few words, Mu Furong immediately realized the problem.

The Nangong family, do you want to say that Nangong You is here?

Finally, I will see the one who suffered a thousand knives again.

With a leisurely smile on her face, she held a teacup and said calmly, "What do you want to say."

"Nangong You is here."

After finishing speaking, he stared closely at her face.

It seemed that he wanted to see something from her eyes.

However, Mu Furong was just as usual, smiling calmly as if nothing had happened, she was also looking at him, and said casually: "You have seen him."

Why is the expression so disturbed, so tense, and so fleeting?

Mu Furong thought to herself, if this guy didn't usually wear a mask, he would really be a person who couldn't hide his emotions.

He confronted her and never could keep his poker face!He always writes his emotions all over his face.

Whether it's unhappy or happy, or worried or depressed...

"Yes." The voice when answering this sentence had a strong nasal sound.

(End of this chapter)