There are many beautiful women in the Divine Mang Continent, including countless beauties, including those with stunning beauty, such as Ji Yun, Lu Jiaqi, and even Qin Qingxin. Of course, there are also many men with high appearance, such as Zhuge Yu, Nangong Luo, Ouyang Lun and others.

The prince of Qi State, Lu Jiyan, is also a handsome man, but he is not lacking in heroism and is really masculine. Mo Ying, who rides a crane, is a bit too beautiful. He is seen with a slender figure, and his eyes on his fair face are like the stars in the night sky, and there seems to be a hint of melancholy in his eyes. He is so beautiful, not even inferior to a beautiful woman.

In a white robe, Mo Ying rushed downwards with a giant crane, dancing clothes, giving people a feeling of being elegant and outspoken, which made the 100,000 people in the arena stunned.

Especially those women, their eyes shone brightly, and many of them were confused. They felt that they fell in love with each other after just looking at this glance, and they were looking forward to being the other woman.

Perhaps beautiful things make people involuntarily get close to each other. Mo Ying can make many women obsessed with her appearance alone. Not only is he good-looking, but he has extremely high cultivation, which is even more unique.

The arena was originally full of noises and seemed messy, but since Mo Ying appeared, everyone's eyes gathered, just looking at the number one young talent in Qin, it became silent.

A scrutiny flashed in his eyes, Qiu Yu was also looking at the opponent who appeared on the market. Looking at the handsome young master who was loved by everyone and his extraordinary demeanor made him feel ashamed. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. There was such a beautiful man, he was really a ghost, an absolute girl killer. If he were by this guy, I might not be able to catch a girl.

Regardless of the thought, bullshit, Qiu Yu felt that this person was a bit too handsome and lacked masculinity, which made him feel a little bit balanced, and he looked at the other person maliciously. Will he be like someone from Thailand?

This was just a spoof in Qiu Yu's heart, but he doubted whether he would dress up as a man. His eyes fell on him and he saw it was flat and there was no effect of undulating mountains, so he confirmed that he was really a man.

As the king of a country, the King of Qin was quite pleased that his country would have a young talent like Mo Ying. It was the first time he saw Mo Ying, who was famous, and he couldn't help but be surprised by his beauty, but he also felt that he was not heroic enough. It would be better if he was tougher.

As a very talented practitioner, Mo Ying is proud of an unforgettable beauty, as if no one else was around, but even if he didn't take the 100,000 Qin people seriously, he would have to pay homage to His Majesty the King of Qin.

Just as the giant crane was about to land on the ground, he floated over and appeared in front of the luxurious private room like a breeze. He bowed slightly and said, "Don't pay a visit to Your Majesty." His voice was soft and quite pleasant, but his voice was slightly lighter.

At this moment, everyone was looking at him, and the envoys of Yan State and others in the distance were the same. Qiu Yu raised his eyebrows. As expected, he was not only beautiful than a woman, but also a little sissy, and he was obviously a sissy!

Li Yanlin, who was behind, narrowed his eyes and listened carefully, as if the sound was a wonderful music. His eyes widened a little, then his lips moved slightly, and said to the Marquis Lingyun with a very unique kung fu similar to the sound transmission and secret transmission, "Mr. Marquis, something is wrong with this guy."

The sound was wrapped in the spiritual energy and poured into Qiu Yu's ears. He could only hear it, but no one could notice it. He couldn't help but be surprised. He turned his head and looked at it, and asked with his eyes, what does it mean?

Immediately afterwards, Li Yanlin said something again in this way. Qiu Yu felt even more shocked when he heard it. He couldn't help but turn around and stare at the handsome man with wide eyes, a little unbelievable.

In the box, the King of Qin looked over condescendingly, and his eyes were filled with appreciation, and he spoke: "No gifts, this battle is related to the honor of Qin. Prince Ying should not be careless, be sure to win to boost the power of the Great Qin."

A hint of arrogance that was not easy to detect flashed in Mo Ying's eyes, and he said calmly: "Please rest assured that even if the grass-roots people have limited cultivation, they will not lose their reputation as the Great Qin. They will do their best to defeat their opponents."

The King of Qin said: "Very good, then you go over, I am waiting for the young master to win a complete victory."

"As for the order, the grass people will not let His Majesty down." After bowing again, Mo Ying jumped up and landed on the top fourth-level monster Yuzhu Crane. The giant crane rushed towards the field, looking extremely majestic.

Seeing Mr. Ying enter the venue so coolly, many Qin people couldn't help but cheer and make a deafening voice, "Okay..."

"Young Master is mighty..."

Some wild women were even completely fascinated by it and screamed desperately: "Mo Ying will win, I like you!"

"As long as you win the game, I will marry you."

"Mr. Ying is so handsome, she will definitely win..."

There is no doubt that 100,000 people were optimistic about Mo Ying and felt that the envoys of Yan State could not match them at all. The result was obvious, that Mo Ying could easily defeat the other side and make Yan State return in disgrace.

There was already an old man with white hair and beard standing in the middle of the huge arena. He was a senior official of Qin. As the referee, his strength, who was over 100 years old, should not be underestimated, so he took on this important task. He said loudly: "This battle was carried out voluntarily. Whether it was injured or not, the consequences were borne by the Emperor. The one who fought in the Great Qin State was Mangshan Moying, who was famous in the cultivation world, was the young master Ying. "

Having said this, he paused and applauded like thunder. The cheers on the arena that accommodated 100,000 people were like boiling water, and the air was thrust into the long rainbow.

Qiu Yu looked at him calmly, and his heart was also a little ups and downs. Since this sissy guy is famous so that everyone in the Qin State knows it, it can be seen from this that he is also very capable.

Mo Ying drove the Yuzhu crane to the ground, and as the referee waved his hand and signaled, his voice gradually lowered. The old man said again: "Now, please invite another player to the court, Lingyun Hou Qiuyu from Yan State..."

As soon as this statement was expressed, it was the opposite of the effect just now, and there were booing around him, and it was obvious that the people of Qin had a clear distinction between love and hate.

This situation made several members of the National Protection Commission angry, and anger appeared in their eyes, but they were all very patient and did not refute. After all, they were all super strong people who had been practicing for decades. They understood the principle that a small impatience would cause chaos and think that they didn't hear it.

Especially those radiant women in the stands, because they loved Mr. Ying, they sneered at Qiu Yu. After the red lips started, they couldn't speak, "Look at him, he looks so ugly, and he doesn't deserve to carry shoes to Mr. Ying."

"What kind of strength can this boy named Qiu have? If you dare to challenge Mr. Ying, you will definitely lose."

"Sisters, please watch it. With just three moves and two moves, this guy will be beaten like a dead dog. Everyone will take a look."
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