My Demon Queen

Chapter 231 What’s your name?

Ye An looked at the challenger who was walking towards him step by step, and his head suddenly felt swollen, as if countless bees were buzzing in his mind.

He never expected that the visitor would be Mu Wushuang.

"Oh? Such a pretty girl, what's her name?"

The big man on the stage's eyes instantly lit up with amazement the moment he saw Mu Wushuang.

The audience below the ring seemed to be under a spell, their eyes all focused on Mu Wushuang, their eyes wide open.

"Oh my god, such a pretty girl."

A middle-aged man in coarse clothes couldn't help but exclaimed, with an incredible look on his face.

His mouth opened slightly and his eyes widened, as if he had seen the most precious treasure in the world.

"Yes, yes, it looks good."

The people next to him nodded in agreement, with surprise shining in their eyes and obsessed looks on their faces, as if they were immersed in a beautiful dream.

"Finally, here comes someone pleasing to the eyes. I have seen all kinds of monsters in this arena, but I have never seen such a beautiful girl."

Another person also followed suit and sighed, staring at Mu Wushuang without blinking, as if afraid to miss any moment.

Everyone was talking at once, the sounds rising and falling like the chirping of cicadas in summer, lively and noisy.

However, their eyes were fixed on Mu Wushuang, never moving away for a moment.

Mu Wushuang at this moment was very different from her usual appearance. She was wearing a dress as white as snow. The material of the dress seemed to be the finest silk, and it shimmered slightly in the sunlight, like the sparkling surface of a lake.

The collar is decorated with delicate silver edges, which add a touch of nobility and elegance to her. The silver edges sparkle in the sunlight, like twinkling stars in the night sky.

On the wrist is a silver wristband, carved with exquisite patterns, which sparkles in the sunlight.

A pair of white boots set off her straight and slender legs to the perfect degree, as if she was a fairy walking out of a painting. The material of the white boots was soft yet tough, and made a slight sound with every step.

Her inky black hair was tied up high, swaying gently with her steps, like a black waterfall.

Those eyes were clear and deep, as if hiding endless secrets.

Her red lips are even more vivid and eye-catching at this moment, like a blooming rose, exuding charming charm.

Mu Wushuang walked towards the ring with her long legs, step by step steadily. Every step made a slight creaking sound of the wood, and the sound echoed in the silent air.

Her steps were firm and calm, as if she was a queen patrolling her territory.

Ye An looked at Mu Wushuang walking up so openly, and couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

"I didn't expose myself, did I? She shouldn't recognize me, right? She didn't see me doing Tai Chi, did she? Wan La, Wan La, why did you have to come to my place when you could go somewhere else? Mo Qingcheng is still watching from a distance."

Ye An hurriedly reinforced the formation on his face silently. The light of the formation flashed and disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Then, he looked at Mu Wushuang nervously and found that Mu Wushuang just glanced at him indifferently with only strangeness in her eyes. Ye An instantly breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was slightly relieved.

Finally, he turned his head calmly and glanced at the third floor of the teahouse not far away.

Before Ye An's competition, he took Mo Qingcheng to look for an arena with suitable viewing seats in this bustling market.

They walked through one street after another. The streets were crowded with people and very lively. The shops on the street were full of goods, and their signs were shining colorfully in the sun.

After looking at one ring after another, I finally chose this one.

During this period, Ye An took great pains to book this teahouse.

He first tried to negotiate with the owner of the teahouse, but the owner was not willing to give up the teahouse easily. So Mo Qingcheng had to take out some precious treasures in exchange, and only then could he clear out the people inside.

Seeing that it was still early, Ye An planned to spend some time intimate with Mo Qingcheng in the private room of the teahouse.

The two were hugging each other and the atmosphere was getting tense when they suddenly heard the big man downstairs about to announce his victory.

Ye An then hurriedly tidied up his clothes, ran downstairs in a disheveled state, and took part in the competition.

However, Mo Qingcheng upstairs was a little dissatisfied. During this period, she kept a corner of the window open and watched Ye An compete quietly from day to night.

Just when she was waiting for Ye An to come back, Mu Wushuang appeared again.

Mo Qingcheng leaned gracefully against the window, her beautiful face expressionless, like a perfect statue.

She looked quietly at the two people standing on the ring, her eyes revealing a hint of complicated emotions.

She gently fiddled with the teacup in her right hand, her fingers were long and slender, like white jade.

An unknown emotion flashed in his eyes, and he looked straight at Ye An.

Ye An also noticed Mo Qingcheng's gaze, then turned his head awkwardly and blinked calmly.

Mo Qingcheng snorted softly, the sound was like the sound of nature, but with a hint of dissatisfaction.

Afterwards, she stopped looking at the ring and leaned against the window drinking tea.

Ye An was completely helpless. "Why did it have to be Mu Wushuang? The formation cannot be exposed, Tai Chi and Bajiquan cannot be used, I can't beat them. If I had known earlier, I would have beaten ten of them alone, so that they would lose their fighting power earlier... I want to beat ten of them, what the hell... I know Wing Chun! But, I really want to fight her..."

Ye An looked at Mu Wushuang who was standing in front of him, with a complicated look in his eyes. He didn't know whether he should fight with Mu Wushuang.

Mu Wushuang also saw the complicated expression in Ye An's eyes, and her heart was full of doubts. "Do you have any questions, sir?"

Mu Wushuang spoke in a cold voice, her voice as clear and pleasant as a mountain spring.

Ye An looked at Mu Wushuang's serious expression and was in a dilemma for a moment.

Mu Wushuang felt strange seeing Ye An looking a little embarrassed.

"I don't know him, why can't I see any expression from him that he wants to harm me, and it seems that he doesn't want to fight with me, is it because I reported the name of Yaoguang Fairyland?"

Mu Wushuang thought to himself, thinking that it might be the reputation of his sect that scared the person on the other side.

Ye An helplessly lowered his head and looked at his hands, complaining feebly in his heart, "Oh, heaven, oh, earth, can't you play with someone else? In this world, there are two people I least want to fight with, one is Mo Qingcheng, and the other is her. What should I do? What should I do? Or I should admit defeat and go steal, yes, I will steal..."

Just when Ye An was about to make up his mind to admit defeat, the big man interrupted him.

"Fairy Mu, I have long heard of your great name, but you cannot participate in this competition."

The big man said respectfully at this moment, and there was no bad thought in his eyes, only deep respect.

Mu Wushuang turned around puzzledly and asked, "Why?"

Ye An was so angry when he heard Mu Wushuang's words, "I told you that you are stubborn, and you really are stubborn. If you can't participate, then don't participate. You still ask why? I really want to kick you to death."

The big man replied respectfully: "One of the rules of the Heroes Conference is that disciples from the three holy places can only participate from the top 16 onwards. No one from other stages is allowed to participate at this time."

Mu Wushuang frowned when she heard that, and her curved eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

She didn't know that there were such rules in the Heroes Conference, so her tone became a little heavier.

"Since the Heroes Conference is to gather the best talents in the world to compete, why should special exceptions be given to the three holy places? Such special exceptions will not work for me today."

Ye An was completely numb. He stared at Mu Wushuang blankly, feeling too powerless to complain.

"I give up, I give up. Haha, you made me laugh. You are really stubborn. I made it clear that the starting point of the three holy places is too high. Don't compete with the cultivators below. But you just flipped the pot and didn't give the casual cultivators below any chance."

The big man's mouth twitched when he heard it, and everyone below the ring looked at Mu Wushuang as if she was a fool.

"Hey, do you think this girl is not in a suitable place here?" a man whispered to his companion, pointing to his head.

"Hush, please be more careful."

The companion immediately pressed the man's hand down.

Everyone else was chirping quietly about Mu Wushuang.

Mu Wushuang was also listening to the discussions of the people below the stage, and her brows furrowed even deeper, as if she could pinch a fly to death.

She drew her sword and pointed it at the big man, saying, "I don't care what it was like before, but today, from me..."

"What do you want from me? What do you want from me? Are you going to let me live?"

Just when Mu Wushuang wanted to start with a strong momentum, Ye An couldn't bear it anymore. He rushed forward, held down Mu Wushuang's sword and started to act violently.

Mu Wushuang stared blankly at the ordinary man who suddenly appeared in front of her. She didn't understand why she couldn't react even though she was already highly alert to everything around her.

"How is it possible? How did he get in front of me? I have already prepared everything. He is... He is very strong..."

Ye An looked at Mu Wushuang's silly appearance, with a look of complete disappointment on his face.

Mu Wushuang was also completely confused by Ye An's expression and didn't understand why this stranger had such an expression.

"Big brother, please leave some room for us low-level people. If you come to participate in such an audition, how can we have a chance to climb up? Can't you just play in your top 16 and we play at that time? Isn't it better?"

Ye An was also completely speechless, and spoke earnestly.

But the confusion in Mu Wushuang's eyes deepened, and she looked at Ye An as if she was looking at another person.

"Is it my illusion? Why does the tone of his voice sound so much like him? Am I missing him too much?"

Ye An looked at Mu Wushuang who was suddenly dazed, and became puzzled, waving his hand towards her face.

"Big bastard, big bastard?"

Mu Wushuang was also brought back to her senses by Ye An's shout. After looking at Ye An, she turned her gaze to the referee.

When the big man saw Mu Wushuang's inquiring look, he nodded respectfully.

Mu Wushuang also understood it clearly, and instantly felt a surge of embarrassed heat on her face.

"let go."

Mu Wushuang blushed as she spoke to Ye An. Her voice was as small as a mosquito, and the blush on her face was like the sunset glow in the sky.

Ye An also reacted and quickly let go of Mu Wushuang's sword, as he was still holding it.

Mu Wushuang watched Ye An let go of his sword, and the curiosity in her eyes grew stronger and stronger, because the formation on the sword had been completely activated. As long as it was not herself who touched it, anyone who touched it would activate the passive function of the sword and launch an attack.

Mu Wushuang looked at Ye An with an inquiring gaze and found that this person had nothing in common with Ye An, and then she put the unrealistic idea behind her.

But what she didn't know was that Ye An had even done a little trick with his body shape this time, using the uniqueness of the formation to create a visual difference for others. Now Ye An was a little shorter, a little fatter, and had a more ordinary face than before.

Mu Wushuang looked at Ye An calmly and asked, "What's your name?"

Ye An looked at Mu Wushuang and smiled, saying, "My last name is Mo, and my given name is An."