"I heard that it was the old marquis who made military achievements, and His Majesty personally gave it to him."

"The Nine-Colored Holy Yin Fruit can 100% make the Dragon Vein Realm sublimation to the extreme realm. Si Xueyi is now so enhancing her wings, no one can stop her!"

"It's hard to say that this thing is too tempting, so the Spirit Ascension Conference may have to continue."

...

The martial arts are completely in a state of chaos, and many monks who have already decided to give up are eager to try.

But when his eyes swept, hesitated again when he fell on the boy in white on the stage.

This is the snow-clothing of the Exiled Immortal Session in the Holy Academy!

"It seems that I have to take action."

Feng Shaoyu smiled, his expression was excited, his eyes full of excitement.

If it is just the eight-color holy yin fruit, there is no need to fight for 50% chance of winning.

But even if the nine-colored holy Yin fruit is only 30% chance of winning, it is worth fighting for the last time.

But as soon as he was about to get up, he found that he could not move anymore. There was a terrifying pressure that fell on his body and pressed him firmly to death on the chair.

Feng Shaoyu said in horror: "Little Pavilion Master, I can't move."

Qinglin quickly glanced at the little marquis Mingchi not far away. The middle-aged man in gray next to him was looking at Feng Shaoyu in a sinister manner.

Murong Sheng, one of the escorts of the City Lord’s Mansion, is the peak of the Little Heavenly Territory!

Qinglin's name soon appeared in his mind.

Swish!

Just as the afterimage on the main position flashed, Mingchi was wearing a gorgeous costume and landed on the Fengyuntai at a lightning speed.

Mingchi smiled and said, "Si Xueyi, today you are full of popularity. It can be said that it is shining everywhere and shook Tianxu. Let's discuss it, how about giving this holy yin fruit to me?"

Si Xueyi smiled playfully and didn't say anything.

Mingchi didn't care and continued to laugh and said, "Just think I owe you a favor, your ranking first in the Dragon List remains unchanged, and the style of the exiled immortal in the Holy Academy remains the same. Let's do this with harmony."

The martial arts arena that was still exclaiming, and suddenly became silent.

Many people showed a look of sensation on their faces. Sure enough, the people from the city lord's mansion finally came to pick peaches.

Think about it, too.

Ming Guanghou took action himself and set up such a big situation, how could an outsider have the last laugh?

Countless eyes fell on Si Xueyi.

Judging by common sense, the little marquis said everything and gave Si Xueyi enough face.

This place is the territory of the Marquis' Mansion. Si Xueyi should have agreed to the steps along the steps.

But for some reason, many monks present felt that Si Xueyi would never respond easily.

They looked nervous and stared at Si Xueyi, not daring to leave any details behind.

Si Xueyi lived up to everyone's expectations and said with a smile: "Your favor? What are you? Why do I want your favor?"

Wow!

The monks present were gasping for air conditioning, and were all shocked and could not speak.

This is outrageous!

But it is indeed what Si Xueyi can say.

Mingchi's face darkened, and he suppressed his anger and smiled, "I am really nothing. What is the favor of my father Ming Guanghou? What is the favor of the Marquis' Mansion?"

Si Xueyi seemed to be moved and said, "This is really embarrassing, but I promised Duanmuxi to give her this super holy yin fruit."

Ming Chi said in confusion: "Who is Duanmuxi?"
Chapter completed!