"That Mu Qianling seems to be Mu Wushuang's illusion."

After saying this, everyone knew it.

There is a difference between Mu Wushuang and Mu Qianling, and there is a gap in talent between the legitimate and the illegitimate family. It is not surprising that the Mu family will favor Mu Wushuang.

Mu Wushuang stared at Yun Qingyu, her voice suppressed her anger: "Yun Qing! What kind of demonic magic did you use to deceive my holy beast!"

Yun Qingyan hugged Sheng Bing and glanced at her gently, narrowing her eyes slightly, and her aura suddenly became fierce, "Don't worry!"

Her voice was cold and cold, like the wind in the snow, carrying the majestic oppression of the superiors.

For a moment, the ring was silent!

Mu Wushuang, who was standing beside Yi Yan, also felt a trembling heart. Looking at the beautiful girl in blue clothes, she felt like she wanted to surrender to her feet.

Yun Qingyu stood in the wind like that, standing on the edge of the arena, looking at Yi Yan indifferently, "Master Yi Feng, I don't know what the identity of the Yunxu True Person represents?"

Yi Yan's eyes like an ice lake flashed with a glimmer of light. He looked at Mu Wushuang beside him. His voice was gentle and gentle, but he felt a hint of coolness. "Wushuang."

Mu Wushuang glanced at her master who was bright and bright, and lowered her head humbly.

"Don't you thank the ancestor uncle for his advice?" He only left a gentle sentence, his eyes flashed across Yun Qingyun, and he turned around and left with the wind.

Mu Wushuang gritted her teeth, and hatred burst out from her eyes, and she paused, "Wushuang thanked the ancestor uncle for his advice!"

Yun Qingyu didn't look at her any longer, and hugged Shengbing and went out of the arena and returned to Gu Ling, Chu Xuanye and the others.

Mu Qianling held the Frost Nine-tailed Fox and looked at Yun Qingyu gratefully, "Boss! Thank you!"

Yun Qingyun touched Sheng Bing's soft fur and smiled faintly: "You should thank Shengbing. Shengbing did this by himself."

"Thank you Shengbing!" Mu Qianling smiled at Shengbing and bent down.

"Thank you, Lord Shengbing." The cold and arrogant voice of the bell also rang, and when facing the Holy Ice, all its arrogance turned into humility.

There is blood suppression between the beasts, and the Holy Ice is still the king of the mutated water system - the ice and snow system. The divine beasts of the Snowland royal family, and their bloodlines are naturally not comparable to ordinary divine beasts, let alone holy beasts.

Sheng Bing cried twice, her watery eyes were ignorant and simple, as if she couldn't understand what the bell said.

"Master Shengbing?" Luo Wuya raised his eyebrows and looked at Yun Qingzhao in an exploratory manner: "The Frost Nine-tailed Fox is a very proud holy beast in the water system. How can he respectfully call Saint Bing the Lord?"

"Boss, what kind of Holy Ice is your family?"

Yun Qingxu said lightly: "Tiger." The snow-winged silver tiger, the divine beast of the Snowland royal family.

Luo Wuya touched his chin: "Tiger? Holy Ice... Holy Ice White-patterned Tiger?"

"The white-patterned tiger in the Holy Ice is called Sheng Ice? Boss, the name you gave is too careless!" Mu Qianling couldn't help laughing and crying.

Lingling looked at the cute little Shengbing with respect and humbly did not dare to speak. Although it did not know what kind of Shengbing Lord was, it knew that the kind of oppression between bloodlines was definitely not a holy beast!

Gu Ling and Chu Xuanye, who knew the identity of the Holy Ice, also smiled without saying a word. After all, they had used Holy Ice as a Holy Ice White-patterned Tiger.

There were fewer people in the trial field, but at this time, someone stopped beside Mu Qianling.

"Junior Sister Mu." His voice seemed to be a little embarrassed and uneasy in his cold voice.
Chapter completed!