The waste wood princess is the god of war

Chapter 58 Come on, Master!
"But it's a pity, after eating the profound strength fruit, it will be transformed into a part of the body, and it can't be taken out." Nangong Shao was full of pride.

Mu An touched his chin with seven hands, and looked at Young Master Nangong thoughtfully.

Nangong Shao was a little uncomfortable being looked at, "Mu Anqi, have you finished asking the questions you want to ask? Are you still letting me down?"

"Let it go! But..." Mu Anqi smiled, "Beat me first before we talk."

As a result, Nangong Shao was beaten violently.

"Mu Anqi, remember this king!" Nangong Shao stood up while clutching his waist.

Mu Anqi clapped his hands, "Well, I don't have a good memory, do you want to beat me up a bit more to deepen my impression?"

The corners of Nangong Shao's mouth twitched twice, his stunning face lost its due brilliance, for a moment he actually felt that Mu Anqi was very dazzling.

Whether it's a smile or a behavior, they are full of madness.

By the time he realized it, Mu Anqi had already left.

Mu Anqi handed the red primrose to He Yu, "Here, help me take care of my father."

"Well! I know!" He Yu put away the red primrose, a little worried, "Boss, King Qi won't take revenge, right? I heard that King Qi is the favorite child of Concubine An and the Emperor, one of the four kings of Dongzhou, Has always been a bad temper."

"It's okay, I've been beaten up, and I can't withdraw." Mu Anqi had thought about it a long time ago, "He didn't want to see me since the first time we met, and even if I didn't beat him up, he would never let me go."

Xu Nuo agreed with Mu Anqi's statement very much, and nodded deeply, "The first time we met him in the teahouse, he deliberately made things difficult for the boss. I don't know where the boss messed with him! Could it be that he and Shangguan Qingge are really friends?"

"It's possible." After all, it wasn't the first time that Young Master Nangong helped Shangguan Qingge. Normal people would think they were friends.

Mu Anqi didn't think too much, went home to check on Mu Cheng, and found that Mu Cheng's health had improved a lot in the past two days, so he went back to school in peace.

In the evening, Mu Anqi practiced for a while, since the meridians were opened up, the practice has been very smooth.

"It won't take long to reach the last stage of the great mystic master, and then accumulate strength to break through the mysterious spirit." Dementor Zhu is very happy, "You will show off your ability at the spring meeting and earn more money for me." faith value."

"How much is faith worth now?" Mu Anqi asked.

The Dementing Soul Bead did the math, "More than 100 pieces, I made dozens of them at the auction today. Actually, Shangguan Qingge is not that popular either. It will be a matter of time before you surpass her."

"What's the use of more than 100?"

"Of course..." The soul-absorbing orb originally wanted to say that it was useful, but when he remembered something, he immediately changed his tone, "Of course it's useless. So you have to work hard! I can extend the opponent's stun time by collecting a thousand beliefs. Come on! Master ~"

The master's word is very doggy.

Mu Anqi nodded and went to sleep.

Three days passed in a flash, Mu Anqi woke up every morning and there was a prepared breakfast and flowers on the dining table, it was like a snail girl in the dormitory.

Of course, Mu Anqi always thought that the snail girl was a promise, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

She took the invitation to the place where the Spring Festival was held, the Royal Back Garden.

The Royal Back Garden is the venue for the annual Spring Festival, which is hosted by the four kings of Dongzhou in turn.

The Four Kings of Dongzhou are the four most beloved children of the emperor: King Xian, King Ming, King Ye, and King Qi.

All four are talented, young and capable princes.This year, the Spring Festival was hosted by King Xian, and a large number of outstanding students and freshmen who were particularly favored by the Royal Academy were invited.

(End of this chapter)