Qingyan stood in the center of the room, her hair was wet, she had obviously just finished taking a shower.

She spread her white arms, looking casual and very comfortable, waiting for the maid to dress her.

Qingyan always thought that the God Clan was an ancient, backward, poor and barren place compared to Hongmeng Palace.

She really didn't expect that the clothes here were so beautiful and there were so many of them.

However, Qingyan was still a little dissatisfied.

Because the clothes the gods gave her were just ordinary fabrics.

What Mu Ying wears is made of precious shark kerchief and dragon scales.

Hers is just luxurious and incomparable.

The attendant stood aside with a look of astonishment on his face and whispered.

"Sure enough, people rely on clothes, and this dress makes His Highness even more beautiful.

"Our little highness is really amazing. He actually wants to participate in the spirit fighting competition held by Hongmeng Palace. His little highness has been living outside for so long since he was a child. Could it be that he has also taught himself to be a spiritual talisman master?"

"Your Highness is so talented, so why is it so difficult to be self-taught? I am more concerned about what Hongmeng Palace will think."

As soon as these words came out, there were inevitably a few sneers.

"Didn't I say that the first place in every spirit battle is Princess Qingyan? This time our little highness will go to the competition, so she won't be able to win the first place."

"Isn't that true? When I said I was here to give a gift, wasn't it just a sinister attempt to make your Highness lose face? Fortunately, Your Highness was more skilled and thwarted her insidious plan."

Another servant said disdainfully: "Tsk, what kind of princess is she? It's just..."

"Shut up!" Qingyan turned her head suddenly, clenched her pink fists, her eyes were cold, "The Gods raised you just to let you chew your tongue?!"

The last few words were spoken with the power of the soul.

Suddenly, the officials were shocked and looked at each other in confusion.

What's happened to Your Highness recently? Why is your temper getting worse and worse?

The chief sergeant took a step forward and bowed: "My subordinates will discipline them well. Please don't be angry, Your Highness."

He bowed and added respectfully: "We are also envious of His Majesty's grace, and we were speechless for a moment."

Qingyan was speechless and her face became even worse: "Don't let it happen again."

What could she say?

Can she say that in the future, she should never praise her and belittle her?

But now in the eyes of everyone, she is Mu Qian!

The more Qingyan thought about it, the more she became out of breath, secretly hating herself for why she couldn't hold her breath.

She has no soul, and the power of the soul was forcibly injected into her by the Master of Hongmeng Palace, using several pieces of soul jade.

Therefore, as soon as her soul power is used up, it must be replenished again.

There will be a competition for magic talismans soon, and she is still so wasteful.

"Your Highness." At this time, Yun Yi reached out and knocked on the door, still smiling like a spring breeze, "Are you ready?"

"Okay." Qingyan quickly came to her senses, "Elder Yun Yi, please accompany me."

Yun Yi's eyes moved slightly, and suddenly he raised his lips: "Why is Your Highness so polite today? In the past, we were all equals."

"It's just smooth for a moment." Qingyan said calmly, "Besides, the name is just a code name."

But I was a little surprised in my heart. The relationship between me and Yun Yi was so good that it was comparable to that of equals?

This seemed impossible to her!

According to the information from Hongmeng Palace, although Yun Yi is kind-hearted, he is actually unattainable.

She knows a lot about this deity, including some of his habits.

However, in the Protoss, neither Yun Yi nor Jun Shang could be monitored by people from the Hongmeng Palace, so she had no idea what was going on.

"That makes sense." Yun Yi smiled again and said gracefully, "Your Highness, please come here."

Qingyan was not sure what his attitude was when he was getting along with Yun Yi, so he just responded lightly.

Of course she would not suspect that she had been discovered. Both Junshang and Yun Yi were very kind to her.

Her plan was indeed flawless.

Qingyan came to Hongmeng Palace like this, and for the first time, she was upright and upright in the identity she wanted most.

She had no idea that the occasional expression of joy on her face would have been seen by the people next to her.

"Dad, Xiaoqian said she would be back today." Mu Ying glanced at Qingyan coldly, "I've really had enough of this fake."

Mu Chenbai was still very indifferent, even smiling: "Xiaoying, don't you think it's interesting?"

"It's really fun to play with this impostor." Mu Ying twitched the corner of her mouth, "But after so many times, I feel like it's really insulting to me."

He has never seen such an idiot who feels so good about himself.

"Sometimes, it's good to relax a bit." Mu Chenbai nodded slightly and asked again, "Aren't you going to pick up Xiao Qian?"

"Xiao Qian didn't contact me." Mu Ying shook her head, "Maybe I don't know where I am planning to plot against this impostor."

Fortunately, she is his sister. If she were an enemy, just thinking about it would be terrifying.

Mu Ying thought for a while and was a little confused: "Dad, why do you still propose to choose a bride for such a fake?"

Qingyan felt that she respected Mu Chenbai, but she didn't know how deep the relationship between Jun Muqian and Rong Qing was.

This is no longer a secret that eventually leaks out, but a funnel that leaks out wherever it goes.

Do you really think the human heart is so easy to imitate?

Mu Chenbai looked at the competition stage in front of him: "I'm giving Xiao Qian a better chance to play."

"Better?" Mu Ying pondered for a moment, then blurted out, "No way, Xiao Qian wants to..."

He didn't finish what he said later because he realized that with his precious sister's character, she might really do this.

Mu Ying rubbed the center of her brows, feeling a little indescribable, but she praised: "It's so cruel."

Lingyin tilted her head and tugged at the corner of his clothes: "Tell me and I'll listen."

Just as he was talking, an exclamation came from the front.

"No way, Princess Qingyan won't come this time?"

"Why did you get sick so easily?"

"What should I do now? I still want to see Princess Qingyan compete with the young Highness of the God Clan."

Someone mocked: "I guess it's Princess Qingyan who is afraid of His Highness the God Clan, right? You are the Earth Supreme, why are you sick? Could it be that you have a cold or a fever?"

"Hahahahaha, what Brother Yu said is so insightful and insightful."

Di Yao sat in the territory of Hongmeng Palace with a gloomy expression.

As soon as he thought about everything that happened in Asura's territory, he wanted to tear Jun Muqian into pieces.

Shame! What a shame!

He brought three people to the Supreme, but he still couldn't make this Mu Qian give in. How come his bones are so hard.

He didn't dare to tell the Lord of Hongmeng Palace about this matter, it was hateful!

Di Yao now also hates Qing Yan. If it weren't for this woman's suggestion, he would never have humiliated himself.

He stared gloomily at the beautiful face surrounded by stars and the moon, and smiled coldly.

It's obviously the same face, but why is it missing that heart-rending feeling?

Nan Ming on the side was confused: "What's wrong with the young palace master?"

"It's nothing." Di Yao said cruelly, "I was just thinking about how to make a woman suffer so much that life would be worse than death."

"This..." Nan Ming was choked, "With the status of Young Palace Master, it is very easy to punish a woman."

"You don't need to say this." Di Yao said coldly, "You should hurry up and preside over today's spirit fighting competition."

I felt even more contempt in my heart, as the Gods were just a bunch of fools who treated a counterfeit as a treasure.

When his Hongmeng Palace completely breaks through the core secrets of the Gods, it will be the day when the Gods will perish!

"Subordinate, go now." Nan Ming knew Di Yao's temper. He coughed and walked up to the high platform.

Gathered below were people from various forces in Mount Xumi, as well as spiritual talisman masters invited from Wanling Continent.

They all stared at each other eagerly, trying to find out about the enemy.

Qing Yan stood there calmly, her lip line slightly raised.

In her eyes, these people are not worth mentioning at all.

This time, the first place in the spirit fighting competition must still be hers.

She just took advantage of this opportunity to seize the power of faith from me.
To be continued...