Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

Especially for a seven-year-old child from a small mountain village like Muyan, it is even more impossible to be registered.

In order to reduce unnecessary troubles, Mu Yan does not intend to reveal her identity at will.

"Okay..." Princess Kong Ling didn't seem to expect that a seven-year-old child would be so wary, and would answer so alienated and coldly in front of her sincerity.

It's true that I originally turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch.

"Let's discuss the tactics for a while. Do you have any portable pills? Can you open the storage space on the deathmatch stage?"

In contrast, Mu Yan still wanted to quickly understand the rules of the prison deathmatch arena.Anyone who masters the rules at any time is more likely to win. If you start rashly in ignorance, you will only become cannon fodder on the field.

A wise man never fights unprepared.

"Yes, you can open the storage space on the field. However, don't try to take out any magic weapon in the storage space to escape. The death match is stronger in the defensive formation because it is in contact with the prohibition of spiritual power output. Don't say It's me, even the strongest at the peak of the purple level can't escape the acupuncture."

"What about the people in black and white?" Wan Muyan asked curiously.

"They... can't be criminals. The empire won't fight against them, they will only stay away or recruit them. Even for an imperial court, it is very risky to offend such a powerful person."

Sure enough, strength is justice.

"Let's get down to business, what kind of pills do you have?"

Seeing that Muyan was so concerned about this matter, Princess Kongling asked curiously: "Little sister, are you also a monk?"

"Yeah." Wan Muyan nodded generously. In a place like the Death Match Arena, you still have to be honest with your teammates, which is good for fighting side by side. "I'm a doctor, second grade Huang."

"What!?" Princess Kongling screamed, "Huang Er?!"

"Yes." Mu Yan remained calm.Such a reaction was as early as she expected.

"You...! You, you, you! You... how old are you?" Princess Kongling stammered for a long time and choked out a sentence.

"Seven years old."

"Seven-year-old? Seven-year-old! Seven-year-old Huang Class II?! This...how is this possible?!"

"Where there is a will, there is a way."

Princess Kongling couldn't help but take a few more glances at Mu Yan in front of her.

I saw the little girl in front of me, although she was only 1.2 meters tall and a bit thin, her eyes were very clear and full of aura.

The most important thing is that in this prison cell, which is so cramped, dark, and humid, and there are places where rats squeak from time to time, this seven-year-old girl has never shown any panic.

Princess Ethereal suddenly realized that she was the only one who was flustered and nervous from beginning to end.

"Cough... um...you are amazing."

After a while, Princess Kongling choked out a nonsense.

"So... what kind of elixir do you have?"

Mu Yan felt a little headache.

This princess is not only innocent, kind and simple, but also a talkative person who can't grasp the point of the conversation.

"Oh, yes, that's right... pills! Pills!" Princess Kongling laughed mischievously, "I have two Shiquan Dabu pills, which were left to me by my mother before she passed away, and they are said to be very powerful. But I don't know exactly how powerful it is... In short, it should be good. When the time comes to the arena, we will each have one. As for the elixir I made myself..."