The Marshal of Drama is fine again today

On the opposite side were two familiar faces that had long been distasteful to the eyes. Cong Yuan grinned, his teeth were white, and he began to clench his fists: "Oh, what a coincidence."

Sensing the fighting spirit in the other party's body, Lun pushed the mirror frame helplessly and spread his hands: "I didn't expect this result."

Just now when the guide sent him into the arena with Zong Feng, he realized something was wrong.Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, the survival rate would be higher if the two of them joined forces to face this terrifying killing god.Should he thank the guide for his kindness?In fact, Jiulang doesn't quite know how strong Cong Yuan is. It should be said that no one in the entire interstellar world can reach the limit of Marshal Chong.so……

The two of them are already among the best in the interstellar world, and they probably have no chance of winning against Cong Yuan.

Zong Feng's face was flushed abnormally due to the injury, he staggered a few steps and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, where is Your Majesty?! Are you with me?"

They came here, apart from the coincidence that they were looking for His Majesty, meeting Cong Yuan was unexpected.

Cong Yuan had a gloomy face: "Oh, I'll talk about it if I win."

Zong Feng was concerned, and coughed violently: "It's meaningless, His Majesty's safety is mine..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" I have wanted to beat you up for a long time.

Your Majesty, who kept his mouth shut, is the husband of that stupid guy.Cong Yuan gritted his back molars, his pupils burst into flames, and mocked arrogantly: "Coward, don't you dare?"

Zong Feng trembled with anger: "..."

Can you understand human speech?

"Okay! The duel is over, take me to see His Majesty!" Suppressing his anger, Zong Feng's eyes widened.

Cong Yuan sneered, "If you can beat me." After a pause, Jin Tong turned around: "You too!"

Lun pinched his blunt and painful temples, and sighed speechlessly.Was he somehow involved in a strange emotional event?

This fight is hard to get off, and you have to fight if you don't fight.

"Then you be careful." Jiulang and Zong Feng looked at each other, and rushed towards Cong Yuan from left to right.

After eating a small biscuit, Mo Ji'an chuckled happily when he saw the energetic Zong Feng and the two relieved.Fortunately, the auditorium couldn't hear the conversation between the three of them, so he could still maintain his joyful mood, and calmly watched onlookers.

It has to be said that the three of them are all standing at the pinnacle of the interstellar world, and every attack and evasion action is a classic.Mo Ji'an subconsciously leaned forward, trying hard to write down with burning eyes, and his humble and studious attitude was very serious.

"Good! It's too strong!" There was a burst of applause from behind.

There was a smile on the corner of Mo Ji'an's mouth.

The outside door is watching the excitement, and the inside door is watching the doorway. Interstellar No. 1 is well-deserved, and it is indeed ridiculously strong.Even under the siege of two marshals, it doesn't look chaotic, but the movements are chic and smooth, and they are self-contained.It not only restrained Zong Feng's frontal attack, but also resisted Jiulang's sneak attack.

Mo Ji'an was overwhelmed, hoping that he would be so strong: "What level is he equivalent to?"

System: "Yuanying or above... right. With your aptitude, you can almost reach it after practicing day and night for 80 years."

It can't detect the level of the system that has passed away, and can only roughly speculate based on the obtained energy data.

Mo Jian: "..."

Is it human?He was able to catch up in more than ten years, but he didn't expect that there was a difference of hundreds of years.

The system added slowly: "Also, have you ever thought that after 100 years, he may be even more ridiculously strong."

Changing it to the vernacular means that he is more qualified than you, want to catch up?Stop daydreaming.

Mo Jian: "..."

The system clicked its tongue: "But it's easy to handle, anyway, you two are in a negative distance relationship. If he is stronger, you are stronger!"

Mo Ji'an didn't want to talk to it, and threw two blank eyes at it.

Talking about kung fu a few words, Zong Feng has already shown signs of weakness, obviously his injuries have greatly affected his performance, Cong Yuan seized the opportunity to overturn him with a set of combos, and smashed to the ground hard, the wound of the Marshal of the Orangutan Clan was thrown Burst open, vomit blood.

There was a bang on the ground, and ice cubes splashed everywhere, and Mo Ji'an was terrified—just hearing it hurt.

The two talents managed to maintain a balance, Zong Feng was defeated, Jiu Lang was immediately under great pressure, he couldn't hold on for a few seconds, and he also flew up.Perhaps because of Cong Yuan's deeper resentment towards Zong Feng, Jiu Lang was murdered much less times than Zong Feng, and when he fell to the ground, he was only dizzy for a while, and recovered after a while panting heavily.

"Your hero... ahem, your friend is really too strong!" The leader applauded excitedly, his eyes almost burning.

Lun and Zongfeng fell to the ground one after the other and couldn't get up, looking a little sad.Cong Yuan crossed his chest, raised his chin and squinted at the two embarrassed people, and let out a light smile, his lofty posture stinging people's eyes.

Suddenly, silence is better than sound.

Zong Feng wiped his mouth, got up with difficulty, and persistently asked: "Yes, can you take me to see His Majesty?"

Cong Yuan disgusted: "You are so weak..."

Clenching his fists, Zong Feng took a deep breath, "Marshal Cong Yuan, I admit that you are very powerful, I am not as good as you in terms of physical fitness. However, it is meaningless for us to argue here, please take me to see His Majesty." Regarding the matter of Mo Ji'an, even the orangutan marshal, who was roughly equal to the status of a military adviser, was concerned and confused, unable to maintain his calm.

It's annoying to be haunted.Cong Yuan secretly thought about the feasibility of killing him, the more he thought about it, the more feasible it became, a pair of golden pupils overflowed with evil spirit.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Lun coughed lightly: "We have important information to report to His Majesty. Of course, you are His Majesty's husband, so I can tell you first, but it's best that we can discuss it."

He didn't understand the reason, Cong Yuan was patted after all, he gave the mixed-haired dog a cold look: "Come with me."

Cong Yuan walked in front, looking down on the world.Behind them were two desolate males supporting each other, but even if they lost, they still received countless applause and flowers. Compared with that humanoid monster, their performance was amazing.

Since no one declared victory, the staff did not dare to let anyone leave the arena.

The staff tremblingly said: "I'm sorry sir, this is not counted by you now..."

Cong Yuan's eyes darkened, and he stretched out his finger.

The staff member's face was pale, and just as his fingers were touching, the man with the scar ran over and said, "You have won."

Cong Yuan clicked his tongue, it was a pity that no one was killed.

Glancing at him with a half-smile, the man with the scar broke out in a cold sweat: "The previous meal expenses will be cancelled, and you can go. This is your bonus. Also, this invitation letter."

Weighing the heavy bag, Cong Yuan looked around, stared back at the momentary green eyes around him, and threw it into the space button casually.Twisting and rolling the gold-edged invitation letter, the expression was meaningful: "It's really thoughtful."

The man with the scar instantly had the illusion of being seen clearly, a chill ran down the soles of his feet, and his hairs stood on end.

"This is given to you by the boss, I hope you will appreciate it."

Cong Yuan cast a bored glance, "Ah."

"Ah" what is the answer? !

Following the admiring and awe-inspiring gazes of countless people and walking back to his position, Cong Yuan just put on a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, and the words choked in his throat.

"Your Majesty, young master! It's great that you are fine, young master!" A long-haired monkey jumped out from beside him, smashing Cong Yuan's opening words to pieces.Zong Feng's eyes were red, and he almost knelt on the ground: "That's great!"

No matter what appearance His Majesty is in, he can recognize it at a glance.Lun, on the other hand, stared at the little emperor's animal ears and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Cong Yuan's face was green and black: "..."

Marshal Chong radiated a dark mist all over his body, Lun touched his nose, and took a cautious step back.

"I'm fine, and so are you." Mo Ji'an was also very happy, and patted his shoulder lightly to calm the orangutan's overly intense emotions.

Seeing that Cong Yuan was about to explode, Lun coughed a few times to interrupt the touching reunion between the two, "Young master, his injury is open, you'd better make way first, I have to bandage him, okay?"

Mo Ji'an hurriedly backed away, faintly aware of the scorching hot gaze, glanced sideways, and couldn't laugh or cry.

——Like a firecracker that is about to explode.

Glaring fiercely, Cong Yuan spewed out two bursts of anger, fully expressing his inner dissatisfaction at the moment.

"You won. Just now, you were very handsome." Mo Ji'an was used to it, Shun Mao's eyes were sharp and quick, and he prescribed the right medicine: "Especially when I was fighting against them, I was stunned."

With a snort, Cong Yuan's eyes drifted away, and his face was taut to cover up his eerie bubbling joy.

Blinking his longing eyes, Mo Ji'an whispered awkwardly: "I watched your movements, but I didn't quite understand a few times. If you want, I will use a special fish feast as a thank you gift. I can ask you for advice." ?"

Frowning slightly, Cong Yuan looked at his small body up and down, an impulse rose in his heart, but his face showed a habitual dislike: "Are you so weak?"

Will you speak well!

Mo Ji'an smiled formulaically, and poked again with his finger gathering spiritual power.

Cong Yuan's hair exploded all over his body, his arms were numb and itchy, a strange force drilled into his body along the meridians, causing an electric current.

Mo Ji'an raised his mouth on purpose: "What? The exclusive acupuncture method, even the weak can't beat it?"

Eyebrows fluttered, and the female's triumphant expression was really annoying.Staring at him angrily, Cong Yuan had nothing to say, he underestimated the enemy.

Although the small appearance of this idiot villain is annoying, it is still quite good-looking.Marshal Worm thought silently.

Seeing him in a daze, Mo Ji'an said speechlessly, "If you're a male, hurry up."

Choked, Cong Yuan grinned, with a fierce expression on his face: "Don't cry bitterly, even cry, I won't soften my heart."

It has to be said that the little emperor in front of him is not the same as that annoying female who is always crying.There is a kind of heroic spirit in him, at least he is not crazy or fearful when he sees him, and Marshal Chong, who is finally seen as an ordinary person, feels inexplicably sad.

Mo Ji'an smiled confidently, "Of course not. If you don't believe me, just wait and see."

Lun pressed Zong Feng again who was about to jump up, and helped him bandage him again.

In short, Zong Feng should lie down and recover from his injuries before the two of them come to an agreement.The atmosphere between the husband and wife is not something they can casually destroy. The orangutan who always wants to jump up is still slightly injured!

Zong Feng wanted to speak, but Lun pushed him a little harder, his face turned blue and purple in an instant, and he stared open-eyed and gasped.

After successfully succumbing to Mao, Cong Yuan stuffed the invitation letter and bonus over: "The scarred ugly white hair gave it to you, you can take it."

Mo Ji'an's eyes flickered slightly, and he hesitated to take it: "This is?"

Cong Yuan dismissed it indifferently: "The invitation letter, there are words on it."

"..." The corner of his mouth twitched, and Mo Ji'an said angrily, "That's not what I meant."

Seeing that he was going to make a bad face, Cong Yuan straightened his attitude and whispered: "That's what you thought, I can't sit still over there. It is estimated that the snow monster was originally prepared for this long-haired monkey. Now that the miscellaneous dog and I are here, we are not well prepared, and it seems that we are at the end of our rope."

The three marshals fought each other, obviously to consume their strength, but maybe the mastermind behind the scenes didn't expect the result.

The corners of Mo Ji'an's eyes twitched, and Marshal Chong nicknamed him Special Six.

Hairy monkey?Mongrel? !One sentence made the faces of the other two marshals who had pricked their ears black.Zong Feng's chest rose and fell several times, and finally suppressed his anger.If it wasn't for the overall situation and not to spoil His Majesty's business, he would have to fight this tentacle monster to the death.Jiulang also wanted to spray him to death with a mouthful of poisonous blood.

"This, this is the platinum coupon!! The young commander is really..." The team leader stared at the invitation letter and clicked his tongue enviously.

Cong Yuan has a black face, this hairy monster is the one who just hooked up with the stupid female and snatched the pastries.

The team leader who was too excited didn't find a dangerous bug Marshal at all: "Great, the young marshal has been caring about us! We will definitely get through this difficult time! Thank you so much today. I want to tell my family the good news And members, we have a chance to see you!"

Mo Ji'an's pupils flickered slightly, and his smile faded a bit: "The person called Young Marshal has a very high status in the Xuanbing Starfield. Personality worship prevails here. This person is probably Marshal Bai's younger brother, Second Brother Bai."

He turned around the invitation letter, staring at countless pairs of eyes, either fiery, envious, or greedy, looking around without a trace, Mo Ji'an smiled slightly: "Looking at the response, the weight of this invitation letter is not low, or it's ridiculously high .It is also estimated that there are a little flaws, for example, it can be robbed and used." Open it and scan it casually, "It's hard to say who belongs to something without a signature."

Similar to the conspiracy of Cong Yuan's three-person arena battle, the mastermind behind the scenes is obviously very jealous of them, and is still using up their strength.A designer who is always in the dark, this young handsome doesn't seem to be such a gentleman.

And he might be that person's purpose.

System: "Fool, now the emperor is also a symbol of honor. Do you still remember that in the Three Kingdoms period, the emperor of the Han Dynasty was an important pawn. There is a saying called 'holding the emperor to make the princes'. You are the one that everyone wants I want pork belly, the current situation in the interstellar world, the top ten marshals support themselves..."

Mo Ji'an rubbed his chin, glanced at the three marshals who were all blue and black, and couldn't help laughing: "Don't we want to rush forward bravely and give it a go?"

The author has something to say: Zong Feng: Ever since I followed His Majesty, I don't want IQ but loyalty.

Marshal: Let me kill this monkey!

Lun: Can we not sit together?I am innocent.

Marshal: He looks like a dog and is very dishonest. He definitely wants to hook up with my wife! !

Lun: I admit that he is good-looking...

Marshal: Aww!You really covet His Majesty, let me kill you first!

Lun: Wait a minute...

Marshal gearing up: Yes, you still want to drink my fish soup!

Lun: Can you let people talk!

Marshal: I'll kill you first, I have something to say.

Lun: Your Majesty, this worm is sick and I can't cure it.

Zong Feng, who had taken the opportunity to get together earlier: This time the king is not good, one year later, consider the orangutan family?

Lun: Canines are fine, but loyalty is warm.

Marshal: Don't let anyone stop me!I want to wipe their necks and bleed them!

Mo Ji'an: ...

Ps:

Mou Mori heard from the little angel that he wanted to see Jin Tuantuan, so here is the situation in the crew:

Jin Tuantuan, who has been sitting on the bench for many days:

Jin Tuan Tuan Tuan Tuan Tuan Tuan Tuan Tuan: Gu Gu Gu Gu (Baby wants An An! Baby wants fish crackers!)

Jin Tuantuan's eyes were full of tears: Gu Gu Gu Gu! (Baby wants to chat with An An~)

Jin Tuantuan flapped his wings: Goo!Goo!Goo! (Treasure! Treasure! Want! Come out! Field!)

Zong Feng & Lun, who were banished, were full of tears: It is better not to appear than to appear.We were indeed born by stepmothers.

Marshal: The one who can give birth to you is the real mother.

Zong Feng & Lun: ...