My Evil Imperial Wife is Too Arrogant

  For the words of the Blood Fiend Mercenary Group, Lou Muyan only had to look at the look in their eyes to know that it was false.

  She was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, and gave Bingji a look directly.

  Now she is all cumin, she has no family concerns for the time being, even if she offends an eighth-level mercenary group deputy head, she is not afraid of being retaliated.

  If one day is really chased by that eighth-level mercenary group, and it can't be beaten, it will be enough to find the place when the strength is strong.

  This is also the so-called indebtedness, anyway, her enemies in the Guangling Realm are very strong.

  As soon as Bingji received Lou Muyan's expression, the icy blue flame in his hand immediately flew out and enveloped all the people lying on the ground.

  All members of the **** mercenary group with a far-reaching reputation were burned to ashes by the mortal fire of the ice halberd before even the final screams were screamed.

   Seeing Lou Muyan's resolute and vigorous style, although the Hayate Mercenary Group felt complicated, they did not feel separated.

  After all, if the bloodletting evil mercenary group had a way to survive, everyone in the room might be retaliated against, and more mercenary groups would be dealt with by them in the future. This kind of disaster would be more guilty.

   "Do you think I am cruel?" Lou Muyan asked, looking at the people of the Stormwind Mercenary Group with a smile.

  Everyone shook their heads tacitly: "No, you did it right."

  What they worry about is not that Lou Muyan killed the Blood Fiend Mercenary Group, but that they feared revenge from the Lions Mercenary Group.

   "Mu Yan, the wild lion mercenary group is an eight-level old mercenary group, and it can be regarded as a big force in the human domain. If you encounter their players in the future, you must be very careful." Jiazhan said cautiously.

Lou Mu Yan nodded and smiled: "Well, I understand."

  She continued a little apologetically: "I don’t know if my actions today will hurt you."

   "No, if you don't make a move today, we will definitely die." Jiaozhan said with lingering fear.

  They have long heard of the notoriety of the Blood Fiend Mercenary Group. When they encounter their mercenaries, there is absolutely no good fruit to eat, and there are countless people who died in their hands.

   "Yes!" Feng Wu gratefully looked at Lou Muyan and said, "If it weren't for you to make the move, none of us would know how far we would become."

  If these people are caught and sold in the slave market on the black market, they may live a dark life forever.

  Lou Muyan killed all the villains of the Blood Fiend Mercenary Group, which would only be very pleasant.

  "Just don't care!" Lou Muyan didn't care about others' opinions, but he still had a good impression of the Storm Mercenary Group, and they did not let her down.

   "How can I care, we owe you another life." Zhan Kuang smiled straightforwardly.

   Lou Mu Yan smiled slightly. Just as he was about to speak, suddenly there was a sharp look in his eyes, and he looked not far away, “I’ve seen enough for a few of you.”

  Hearing Lou Muyan's words, the others looked at that direction vigilantly.

  After a while, seven figures appeared on this hill.

   "It's interesting." One of the noble men in black brocade robe stepped forward with interest and looked at Lou Muyan and smiled.

  The aura and coercion radiating from the six people behind him are much stronger than those from the Blood Fiend Mercenary Group.

  Stephen and others found that they couldn't understand the cultivation base of the other four of them, and their hearts tightened. There was only one situation.

  These four people are all strong in the Core Realm Realm, and the breath from the other three is almost the same as that of Lou Muyan, indicating that they are all sword masters at the pinnacle of the Sword God.

  Lou Muyan also discovered the other's cultivation base, and she slowly said, "Are you happy to see them?"

   "Happy, this is the first time I have seen a woman who is as changeable as a young lady." The man in black clothes headed by him replied without denying it.

  They were going to rush to the active volcano, but one of the alchemists in the team just needed Longxue grass to refine a seventh-grade pill, so they were going to come here to find some, who knew he would see such an interesting scene.

   "Since the show is over, we won't be accompanied." Lou Muyan said to the people and others: "Let's go."

   "Okay!" The people of the Storm Mercenary Group were extremely nervous, and they all admired Lou Muyan's disposition and indifferent incomparableness.

  Looking at the beauty on the opposite side who really wanted to take someone away, the man in Mo Yi said, "Hold on."

   Lou Mu Yan raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

  The strength of this group of people is very strong. If there is no one from the Storm Mercenary Group, she would definitely turn around and leave, but now she has scruples.

  It’s easy for her to run, but she can’t take so many people to run together.

   "I have a question next, I would like to trouble you to answer it." Fan, the noble man in Moyi, said politely.

   Lou Mu Yan looked at him with interest, "Ask."

   "How did you discover us?" The Mo Yi man asked.

  Others also showed curious eyes, but they used a magical weapon that could hide their breath. Under normal circumstances, even the strong in the Earth Element Realm might not be able to find their traces.

  How did this woman find them hidden here?

   "Because of the taste." Lou Muyan knew that it was difficult to fool the other person, so she said truthfully.

  The Mo Yi man continued to ask, "Taste? What do you mean?"

Lou Muyan glanced at a white-clothed man behind him and said, "He has a smell of medicine. I didn't find any trace of you at first. But just now, my spirit pet used the demon fire. The temperature here is instantaneous. It has increased a lot, so the medicinal smell has become a lot stronger, so I discovered it."

   "Of course, this is mainly because I am more sensitive to the smell of medicine." She added.

  Her explanation Although the Moyi man and the group were very surprised, they did not doubt it.

  Her eyes are clear, and the explanation is reasonable. They can't find a reason to refute.

   Although the magic weapon can conceal the breath of the sword master, there are countless strange people in this world, and people like her are sensitive to the smell of medicine.

   "Miss is a pharmacist?" The Mo Yi man asked with interest in his eyes.

   "En." Lou Muyan nodded, frowned slightly and asked, "I have answered your question, can I go now?"

  The man in Mo Yi was taken aback, obviously he did not expect that she would be so impatient. It was the first time he met a woman who had such an indifferent attitude towards him.

  "Miss, please." He masked the strange color under his eyes, and said with a harmless smile.

  Lou Muyan didn't say much, and the people with the blast mercenary group left here.

  When they completely disappeared nearby, the white-clothed man behind the Mo-clothed man coughed violently.

  An old man next to him hurriedly took out a pill and handed it over, "Young Master."

  The white-clothed man gradually stopped coughing after taking the pill.

   "Brother, are you okay?" The Mo Yi man showed a little worry in his eyes.

  The white-clothed man had deep eyes, and his voice was slightly hoarse, and he said, "No problem."

   "That woman is very interesting." The Mo Yi man said regretfully, "Unfortunately we still have important things to do, otherwise we can understand more."

  The man in white gave him a faint look, "Let's go!"

  The black-clothed man narrowed his gaze, looked at the white-clothed man jokingly and said, "The third brother is really boring."

  The white-clothed man didn't bother to pay attention to him walking straight to the depths of the hill. The old man who handed him the pill released a green monster that looked like a squirrel.

  The black-clothed man pouted his lips and followed the pace of the white-clothed man with the others.