Jun Yimo raised his eyebrows, "It only took half a stick of incense? So how strong does his heart have to be? How long did it take me?"

She asked curiously, not knowing how big the gap was between herself and Mo Lingjue!

"Your Excellency, it took you two sticks of incense! It's also very fast! In this kind of competition in the past, there were very few people who could come out with two sticks of incense! It's really rare for you two

The genius will definitely be the pillar of our Westwood Country from now on!" Elder Whitebeard said self-consciously, his eyes filled with satisfaction and joy, as if he had seen their future prospects and the glorious future of Westwood Country.

"Two sticks of incense, that's four times as long as his!" Jun Yimo pouted, obviously dissatisfied with the fact that it took him four times more time.

At this time, her little hand tightened, and Mo Lingjue's hand tightened obviously. He squeezed her hard, and a magnetic voice came, "What? You think the gap between you and me is too big?"

"Hmm, so what?" She frowned and retorted.

"Haha! Don't worry? This gap will become smaller and smaller in the future. I will make you a unique existence in the world, the only woman who can compete with me!" Mo Lingjue looked at her deeply and said unscrupulously.

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When he said the word "woman", he lowered his voice specially, and the sound reached her ears.

"The first sentence sounds good, but the second sentence can be omitted. I don't want to become the public enemy of many women. However, I will soon go to study under a teacher, so the first sentence can also be omitted." Jun

Yimo smiled at him. The smile that was supposed to be bright looked so weird on this nondescript face. The smile was uglier than crying. Maybe it was the situation described!

Mo Lingjue smiled silently. There was a mystery in that smile that Jun Yimo couldn't understand, as if he was confident of what he had said before!

As soon as they finished speaking, another swaying figure emerged. This figure was none other than Linghu Hongyan, whom both Jun Yimo and Mo Lingjue knew.

As soon as his iconic peach blossom eyes came out, they were already fixed on Jun Yimo.

"Oh, Momo, why did you come out without waiting for me?"

Jun Yimo rolled his eyes and ignored his plan.

After a while, people began to come out one after another.

However, these people behind are not as cool as Mo Lingjue and Jun Yimo.

Their hair was either messy, their clothes were disheveled, or some of them were injured and they all looked more or less embarrassed.

Jun Yimo kept looking closely at the direction of the exit. Jun Zihao's figure never appeared. This was what worried her the most.

Originally, Jun Zihao's mind was not of a very strong type, because he could not let go of some things he had experienced when he was young, so he always had knots in his heart. Of course, this was something that Jun Yimo had in his past memory.

, if she were to look at it now, she would not be able to see any difference between Jun Zihao and ordinary people.

This was also the issue that Jun Yimo was most worried about after learning about the nature of the assessment at this level.
Chapter completed!