Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

"Greenland! The little Lord is actually a master of Greenland!"

"Oh my God! I used to secretly scold him as trash. The fifteen-year-old Greenland, he is trash, what are we?!"

"You don't even have to pick up a piece of waste!"

"The bear sword in the waist is three feet long. The Jun Family Yan Ci knows that."

"What do you mean? Talking about people!"

"It's ‘you are so good, do the family know that.’ Illiterate!"

"..."

"The imperial decree is--!"

The imperial decree that made Han Sheng look forward to life-saving finally arrived, but it was of no use. He has turned into a mass of flesh, he can't hear, let alone see.

"The imperial edict is--!" The Imperial Forest Army, holding the imperial edict in his hands, rushed forward, and finally squeezed into the crowd, but Han Sheng could not be seen.

He looked around and couldn't help muttering, "Where is the person?"

Mu Qingge, who had already curtailed his edge, stood with his hands behind him, standing in front of Mu Xiongma, watching the imperial army's every move, the corners of his mouth sneered faintly.

"His Royal Highness!" The guard of the East Palace who was sent by Qin Jinxiu to rescue the soldiers also rushed back at this moment and hurriedly returned to his master.

Of course, what he saw was a terrified Prince Qin who was shaking all over.

The Yulin Army saw no one on his left and right, so he frowned and looked at Mu Xiong, and asked, "My husband, dare you ask the Korean uncle?"

Mu Xiong's face was calm and serious, and his tight lips didn't seem to open.

Mu Qingge standing in front, with a deepened smile on the corners of his mouth, wickedly violently, pointing to the flesh and blood around him: "Uncle South Korea is here, can't this general see it?"

The general of the Yulin Army was taken aback, and finally saw clearly what Mu Qingge was referring to.

The vague flesh and blood splattered everywhere, as well as the precious pieces of brocade robe, made him cannot help but have a terrifying conjecture. His pupils shrank suddenly, his face changed abruptly, and he asked sharply, "Lord Mu, what happened to your Korean uncle?"

Mu Qingge grinned and sneered, her eyes were clear, and she said without fear: "The Korean uncle has a guilty heart and does not dare to live in the world. Naturally, he went to accompany the tens of thousands of Mu's army in the city where I was buried."

"You! Kill him!" The Yulinjun general suddenly widened his eyes. As soon as his voice fell, the group of Yulin Army behind him suddenly pulled out his waist saber and pointed at Mu Qingge.

This action completely annoyed the silent Mu Jiajun.

The five thousand army drew out their steel knives one after another and pointed them at the Imperial Forest Army.

Mu Qingge's five hundred guards gathered quickly, guarding Mu Qingge's side, looking at the Imperial Forest Army with indifference.

"Han Sheng should kill!"

"Han Sheng's immortality is not enough for civilians to be angry!"

"Little Sir Alex killed well!"

"Little Sir, we support you!"

The sound of solidarity from all around gradually unified. They spontaneously stood in front of Mu Qingge, glaring at the imperial forest army coming from the palace.

The Yulin Army was also shocked in place, not daring to act excessively. The general who took the lead was tense, as if facing an enemy. And those Yulin Army who pulled out their sabers, the handles of the swords in their hands also trembled slightly, wanting to take them back.

The general led by the Imperial Forest Army was shocked: When did the little trash lord of Mu Mansion possess such terrifying popular support? !

Such a picture shocked many people.

There are Mu Xiong and Mu Qingge. There is Qin Yiyao who is in the Mu's army, and there is also Qin Jinhao, the Rui Wang who has not yet awakened from the blow of Mu Qingge, a master of the green realm.

There was also Prince Qin Jinxiu who was scared by the **** picture just now.

What he was afraid of was not the popular support that Mu Qingge suddenly possessed. What he was worried about was that when Mu Qingge knew who this incident was from, the splattered flesh and blood was a reflection of him in the future.