God Concubine Supreme

Young Master Yun took a deep breath silently.

"I don't need to sleep, you can do whatever you want."

Several people looked over in surprise, only to see that Yun Yi had lifted his clothes and sat on the ground, with the silver sword lying on his lap.

Mu Qinglan blinked.

Someone seems to be jealous...

Ouyang Mo tugged Mu Qinglan's hand in private, and couldn't help but smile.

Mr. Yun seems to be jealous of her...

Mu Qinglan was amused and helpless in her heart, but also a little bit of indescribable joy.

However, in front of so many people, of course it still wouldn't show it.

Mu Qinglan thought for a while: "Then Momo and I will be together, the three of you..."

"I have experience in this area, so I can do it myself."

Po Tong, who had been silent all this time, suddenly opened his mouth.

Several people also knew that he had a very keen perception in this area, so they immediately agreed.

In this way, only Helian Gaefeng and Nangong Xun were left together.

Mu Qinglan and Ouyang Mo were in the first group.

Soon, by the campfire, several people closed their eyes one after another.

However, they all sat cross-legged like Yun Yi, obviously continuing to practice while resting at night.

Soon, a few people's bodies gradually lingered with Yuanli.

Ouyang Mo looked at it for a while, then lowered her voice.

"I didn't expect them to be so talented and so hardworking."

Mu Qinglan smiled.

"There are too many talented people. If you want to stand out from the crowd, you must work harder than others."

In the world, nothing can be obtained for nothing.

When you have great talent, you will find that the most indispensable thing in this world is genius.

And if you want to become a strong person, there is a long and tortuous road to go.

All people are walking on this road, a genius, but he can start a little earlier than others.

If you slack off, you will soon be caught up by others, and you will not even have a chance to break free, and you will already be trampled by thousands of troops.

Ouyang Mo sighed softly, looking at Mu Qinglan's eyes, there was a faint light flickering.

This road, Qinglan, she walked very hard, right?

It's not that easy to become a strong person, not to mention that she has to hide her identity?

There are indeed some conveniences in using Ling Han's identity, but it is undeniable that there are also more troubles and dangers.

Without Mr. Yun, she would have worked even harder, right?

Thinking of this, Ouyang Mo couldn't help but glance at Yun Yi next to him.

"Master Yun... he is really a nice person."

These words were meant for Mu Qinglan.

Mu Qinglan's heart skipped a beat.

In fact, she could feel that after knowing their relationship, Momo seemed to relax a lot, and every time she looked at her, the faint worry in her eyes before also dissipated a lot.

Mu Qinglan didn't speak, but couldn't help curving the corners of her lips, and nodded slightly.

He was really, really good.

No, he is the best.

Then, she suddenly felt a gaze on her, and when she looked up, she saw that Yun Yi had opened her eyes.

Obviously, he heard what he just said.

Mu Qinglan was provocative, deliberately wrinkled her nose at him, with a proud and complacent expression.

Yun Yi's mood was easily soothed just like that.

Although he really wanted, really wanted her to be able to say that she was with him, in front of everyone, to be honest about their relationship, but he knew that now was not the time.

No matter how much emotion, when seeing her, it will dissipate in an instant, I only remember her eyes, bright as stars, and the corners of her lips are curved, that is a heart-warming smile.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and waved towards Mu Qinglan.

Of course Mu Qinglan would not go.

However, Yun Yi opened his mouth lightly:

"I think, I probably guessed the relationship between that spar and Wang Qi."

Mu Qinglan got up immediately and walked towards Yun Yi quickly.

Of course, he also dragged his favorite fiancee, Momo.

Looking at the two of them holding hands tightly, Yun Yi felt a lump in his chest again.

After the two sat down, Ouyang Mo finally couldn't bear the attack from Young Master Yun's eyes, coughed lowly, and shook her hands, signaling Mu Qinglan to let go.

Mu Qinglan snorted softly, then let go, and took out Wang Qi and the red spar.

"Did you guess it? Then what is the relationship between them? What is this red spar?"

Yun Yi looked away in satisfaction, and picked up the Wang Qi.

"Can you see anything special about it?"

In fact, when Mu Qinglan held Wang Qi in his hand before, he just glanced at it roughly and didn't study it carefully, so he didn't see anything special about it, so he shook his head immediately.

It looked the same as an ordinary flag, and when she held it, she didn't feel any fluctuations on it.

"Do you still remember that the stone platform was a little different?" Yun Yi continued to ask.

Mu Qinglan thought about it for a while, her eyes lit up:

"There is something wrong with the stone platform! I remember that when we were fighting, the stone platform was very firm no matter what, and there was not even a trace left!"

Seeing Yun Yi's expression, Mu Qinglan suddenly understood something.

"You mean... it's all because of the Wang Qi?"

Yun Yi nodded.

Both Mu Qinglan and Ouyang Mo were taken aback.

What exactly is this Wang Qi, which has such a tyrannical effect that it can make the entire stone platform so strong?

But…

"But when Momo went to snatch the Wang Qi, it seemed quite easy..." Mu Qinglan looked at Ouyang Mo.

"Well, I also think...it seems to be broken all at once." Ouyang Mo nodded.

She did take Wang Qi into her hands without any effort at that time.

Yun Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

"If you change someone, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."

Mu Qinglan froze for a moment: "Could it be because of Momo's spirit..."

She didn't finish speaking, but they all understood.

Ouyang Mo was also a little surprised. She never thought that she tried to use the power of spiritual water just to hide her movements. Could it be that she hit the right way?

Mu Qinglan thought to herself: That's right, the stone platform is extremely hard. She fought against the opponent several times, and the top was still intact. How could it be that Wang Qi's pole broke easily?

Moreover, others don't know, but they know best how powerful the power of spiritual water in Momo's hands is!

It turns out that things that are simple in their eyes are actually not simple?

"The Wang Banner was set up by the elders of the college, but the position is above the seventh peak. The seventh peak is unusual." Yun Yi said lightly, "It can be completely sealed with an enchantment without being noticed by anyone. It is definitely not something that ordinary people can do. Even... it is definitely not something that Elder Fengyang or the headmaster can control alone."

"You mean, this seventh peak... is controlled by an expert?" Mu Qinglan thought for a moment, "But those seven people have always been in the Changjuan Building, and I heard that they rarely come out in recent years... But the seventh peak Seven Peaks should have existed long ago."

Yun Yi's eyes darkened slightly.

"Yes, it's very early. Arrive early...the college has just been established, or earlier."

Mu Qinglan was shocked.

She thought, she already understood what Yun Yi meant.

Did he imply that the Seventh Peak was written by a strong man thousands of years ago?

But it's not impossible.

If this is the case, then the king flags and so on that the elders set up on it are actually relying on the power of the Seventh Peak!

"Mid-year assessment, snatching the king's flag, why do you want to open the seventh peak. Can't it be done in other places?"

Yun Yi said, his eyes fell on the red spar in Mu Qinglan's other hand.

That small, mysterious thing the size of a fingernail!

"But this Wang Banner is definitely not something that the Seventh Peak was born with?"

As Mu Qinglan asked, he looked carefully at the Wang Qi in his hand.

"It's very simple, just integrate the power of the seventh peak into it."

Yun Yi's simple sentence immediately made Mu Qinglan suddenly realize!

She suddenly grabbed Wang Qi and pulled it hard!

Nothing happened.

Her own strength is extremely strong, and she tore it so hard that there was no trace of it being torn apart!

Mu Qinglan's hands were entangled with black energy, and quickly formed a sharp dagger, which was slashed across it!

Still no trace left!

A look of shock flashed in Mu Qinglan's eyes, and Ouyang Mo couldn't help covering her mouth.

Could it be that ordinary Yuanli has no effect on this Wang Qi?

Mu Qinglan finally couldn't hold it back anymore, a chill in his palm gradually condensed!

Just when she was about to give it a try, Yun Yi suddenly grabbed her wrist.

He raised his eyebrows: "Could it be that you want to destroy this Wang Qi?"

Only then did Mu Qinglan realize something, coughed lowly, and was about to withdraw her hand.

Yun Yi didn't stop her, but intentionally or unintentionally scratched the inside of Mu Qinglan's wrist with his fingertips.

A little itchy.

Mu Qinglan glared at him, but Young Master Yun looked calm, as if nothing had happened.

In fact, his movements were subtle and the angle was just right, so even if Ouyang Mo was right in front of her eyes, she didn't see anything.

Sensing Mu Qinglan's gaze, Young Master Yun glanced at her lightly, with a half-smile.

This guy is really shameless!

Mu Qinglan snorted coldly in her heart, and waited to see how she dealt with him when she went back!

"If the king flag has the power of the seventh peak, then this red spar...isn't it the same?" Ouyang Mo didn't pay attention to the small movements between the two, she tapped her chin with one hand while staring at the red spar, Open your mouth in doubt.

The boy I met before also said that this appeared with Wang Qi, so it must be related.

Mu Qinglan's heart moved, and an idea suddenly appeared in his mind!

"Is this—"

Swish!

Before the words were finished, a gust of cold wind suddenly hit!

Sure enough... my aunt started to wreak havoc (tears)