4111

Chapter 4111: 4.1711 Sleep Soundly

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Lord Qiaoqiao's little face also looked a bit bewildered at this moment. Her eyes rolled around, and she expressionlessly looked at the crowd squeezed around her.

Everyone had rather strange expressions, and her elder brother, Mu Xingchen, even coughed to cover his laughter.

Lord Qiaoqiao looked down at her leg, which she had just raised, then turned to look at the green-eyelined woman who had flown out and landed sprawled on the ground.

It was inexplicably strange!

She didn't know since when she, Lord Qiao, had such a conditioned reflex.

Once a "poor little thing" asked her for help, her instinctive reaction was a kick...

The stoic face turned away, acting as if she had done nothing, took her husband's hand, and walked into the arena.

"Cough, cough cough." Yun Piaomiao coughed a few times, very speechless, and quickly called out to the three thousand students behind him, "Alright, alright, everyone line up and go in! No more commotion."

Everyone rolled their eyes at the dean.

Who the heck was causing a commotion?

The person causing the commotion had already gone in, and you didn't even say a word. To them, the innocent ones, you say don't cause a commotion, hmph!

Yun Piaomiao, knowing he was in the wrong, rubbed his nose and gave two awkward laughs to change the subject.

The woman with green eyeliner had fallen quite hard this time.

However, they were all cultivators, so a fall wouldn't necessarily break bones or injure tendons.

When she angrily scrambled up from the ground, eager to confront Qiao Mu, Qiao Mu and her group had already entered the arena.

Meng Meiyou quickly grabbed her arm, her face grim. "Don't go over there."

"Sister, what do you mean?" Meng Meiyu's face became extremely ugly.

She had suffered such a great loss in public; how could she possibly endure it?

"Meiyu, I'm doing this for your own good." Meng Meiyou whispered a few words in her ear, then patted her arm. "Come on, let's go in first."

Although Meng Meiyu's face was still very ugly, her eyes showed a hint of fear and uncertainty. "Sister, is what you said true? The woman who plotted against you in Fengmu Forest last time was that stoic-faced girl just now?"

Meng Meiyou nodded slightly, her face grave.

Meng Meiyu immediately couldn't help but want to curse. "In that case, we absolutely cannot let her off, can we?"

"Sister! Let's find a way to deal with her here."

"Don't act rashly." Meng Meiyou looked at her sister with a worried expression, shaking her head. "Before the Cult Master left, he instructed us not to cause trouble everywhere. Meiyu, you'd best rein in your pampered and unrestrained temper."

"Not everyone in this world can be provoked by us." At least in Meng Meiyou's opinion, that little stoic girl was quite terrifying.

"Sister, you've been scared by that woman!" Meng Meiyu scoffed, unable to help but curl her lips. "Even if that woman is powerful with medicine, we can still catch her off guard and ambush her."

"Sister, look at you, I'm not criticizing you, but just now, seeing that stoic face, your legs started trembling."

Hearing Meng Meiyu's ridicule, Meng Meiyou's face immediately darkened. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Isn't it?" Meng Meiyu snorted. "Sister, besides that woman, I'm also thinking of you. Think about it, you've been scared into a mental demon by that stoic face. What good will that do for your future cultivation and growth?"

"Only by removing this mental demon can you truly rest easy from now on."