Crazy concubine is hard to tame: mistakenly provoked the cold and charming black king

Chapter 151 Missing Princess Dingguo (2)

Wei Jia didn't expect that the little boy looked weak, and he struck so hard, he was punched several times before he could react.

"Hey, don't the disciples of Dongchen Courtyard not be able to attack ordinary people! Young master, please let me go!"

"Okay, Mingyue, he's just telling the truth."

The indistinguishable voices of men and women came from the carriage, like a rising rich musk, enveloping people pervasively.

"You, you are the young prince of Tantai?" Mo Jia looked at the young man in front of him with a bruised nose and a swollen face, with tears in his eyes.

Tantai Mingyue snorted coldly, and then reluctantly let go of her hand.

"Fortunately, you are still from Baixiao Pavilion, and you don't even know this son?"

With a mournful face, Mo Jia muttered in a low voice that he had only seen portraits, but never a real person.

What's more, the young man in the portrait has red lips, white teeth, and bulging cheeks. How can he look like this sick ghost with pale skin like a ghost and sunken cheeks?

Tantai Mingyue was trapped alone in the wasteland for several days, and managed to get rid of all the baby fat on her face.

In addition, he was seriously injured and almost died, and he has completely lost his pampered appearance in the past.

"Brother Xiao Jia, don't mind. My young master has such a temper. I don't want people to say that his friend is not good at all."

In the carriage, the soft voice sounded again.

"However, I heard that Baixiao Pavilion often publishes news in the market. If the report of this competition is a little bit more exciting and suits my young master's appetite, it will not be difficult to bring you in."

How dare Wei Jia argue with the Prince Regent of Beiliu, and after recognizing Tantai Mingyue, he was ready to admit defeat, but he didn't expect a turnaround.

Tantai Mingyue was also stunned, and suddenly jumped into the carriage, throwing down the man in scarlet clothes who was waving the fan.

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

Tantai Mingjing pushed him away slowly, frowned and said in reproach: "Mingyue, how did I teach you?"

Tantai Mingyue stared at him blankly.

He sighed helplessly, "Forget it, I'll teach you again!"

As he spoke, he summoned a servant of Qizhen Pavilion.

At the entrance of Dongchen Courtyard, it wasn't just Baixiaoge, an organization selling news, that was crowded.

Storytellers, watchers, gamblers, and news publishers
They are all racking their brains to get in.

After a while, those people who had their heads broken at the entrance of Dongchen Courtyard were all called by that servant to Tantai Mingyue's carriage.

"Everyone, my young master said that he has a way to bring you all in. But..."

The servant followed Tantai Mingjing's instructions, and said sternly: "One person has three spirit crystals. In addition, the news you spread must be reviewed by my young master first, and only after he is satisfied, can he publish it."

Three spirit crystals are not a small number, so the servants calling here are all sent by powerful forces.

Of course, the news from their mouths is also more influential.

Tantai Mingyue stared dumbfounded at the pile of spirit crystals presented by the servants.

"Brother, is our family short of this spirit crystal?"

Tantai Mingjing endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but hit him on the head with a fan.

"Mosquitoes are small, but they are meat!"

As he spoke, he smiled and propped his fan against his chin, "The most important thing is to hold the direction of public opinion in his own hands, understand?"

The boy blinked, but his expression was a little gloomy.

"Brother, do you think Sister Lan Yi will lose?"

Tantai Mingjing was unable to support his forehead.

He lost to his brother's miraculous ability to distort!
"Stupid!" He cursed helplessly, not bothering to explain.

When they saw Dean Ouyang Yu running towards the carriage with a sullen expression on his face, the hearts of those who followed the carriage twitched.

When it was over, they felt that it was unreliable for so many people to come in with the carriage.

Although that Prince Tantai vowed to bring him in, but with so many people following him, anyone with a discerning eye would know there was a problem!

However, Ouyang Yu hurriedly stood still in front of the carriage as if he didn't see them.

His face was still a little-anxious?
In fact, Ouyang Yu was more than anxious, he was almost crying.

I heard that a big man from the Beiliu Kingdom who accompanied the disciples of the Martial Arts Hall this time came to the Dongchen Academy to question his master, and brought a large number of people to kill him.

Seeing so many people from afar, he immediately burst out a string of small blisters at the corner of his mouth.

Ouyang Yu cleared his throat, before he could speak, a head poked out from inside the carriage.

"Dean, are you dueling in the biggest arena?"

Ouyang Yu didn't react, and subconsciously nodded.

Then, he just watched the carriage pass by him and ignored him.

The crowd who got the news of the competition venue also rushed over.

"Dean, the people from the Beiliu Kingdom are not planning to kill Princess Dingguo, are they?" an elder said suddenly.

"They lost a princess, and it seems reasonable to let us die as well." Another elder thought deeply.

Dean Ouyang, who had been brainwashed by the elders' powerful brain power, staggered, feeling as if two new bubbles appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Not to mention that Ouyang Yu was on the verge of getting angry here, and the cold and arrogant man in black who once shut him down was also about to get angry.

"When will she come out?" The sinister voice indicated that someone was in a bad mood, very bad.

"Soon." Haotian will always spit out the same two words.

A trace of impatience flashed across Mo Fenglin's eyebrows, and he took a step forward, as if he wanted to enter the trial tower.

"The master said, no one is allowed to disturb during the retreat."

Mo Fenglin raised the corners of his eyes, his eyes looked a bit chilly.

"This is already the third day, and the game is about to start."

"But the master hasn't come out yet." Haotian didn't back down at all.

"If something happens to her!" Mo Fenglin said coldly, "My patience is very limited!"

The man in black was silent, but still stubbornly stretched out his arms to block the door, without giving in at all.

"Master will be fine!"

"Heh!" Mo Fenglin let out an inexplicable sneer, and directly punched Haotian's eyes.

Haotianxia consciously raised his head to avoid it.

Just at this moment, the fist wind containing powerful spiritual power swept across his face and hit the pitch-black tower gate directly.

After Haotian realized that he had been fooled, there was no sign of that cunning man.

The tower spirit that had been placed together directly merged into the body of the tower, but saw a silent and cold figure on the ninth floor.

"Didn't you say she is retreating here? People!"

Haotian was startled suddenly.

He is Tower Spirit, if he is willing to investigate, the entire tower will be shrouded in his consciousness.

However, the tower was empty and there was no sign of Ye Lanyi at all.

　Guess where Little Leaf went?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)