The man she likes must belong to her in the end!
In the corner of the second floor of the inn, the atmosphere was strangely depressed.
"This woman is very annoying." The voice of ice cold, like a charm, instantly condenses the air around.
"It's not just you." Nangong Yi looks at Jinyu, and her calm eyes are seldom worried.
"I need a reason to do it."
She always wanted to destroy the disgusting things she saw, but she forced herself to find a reasonable reason every time.
"For her to come to the upper world, is she willing to watch it?" Another black figure turned to Nangong Yi, and his hoarse voice sounded like frosting.
Smell speech, south palace Yi facial expression slightly a change, then thin lip helpless tiny Yang.
In the spacious hall, it is surprisingly quiet. Except for the occasional noise from the challenge arena, only a few indifferent breathing sounds can be heard.
Suddenly, a black figure swept by, driving an extremely cold air, like frost across.
"Where are you going?"
"Hand itch, need to find a few to beat the solution itch."
At the end of the speech, the black figure had completely disappeared, as if it had never existed.
"You are so alike." Feeling the coldness in the air, Nangong Yi's lips are lifted and whispered.
"Like?" Slightly smiling voice hoarse out, with a trace of drama abuse.
Is it like that? Maybe it's similar.
On the other hand, the competition in the challenge arena has begun in full swing. Everyone is fighting for face. If they show off their skills in front of so many experts, they will be well known.
Liao Zongtian has been looking at the challenge arena. He looks at the changing people in the challenge arena, as if he is plotting something.
A puzzling thing happened. Liao Zongtian actually sent someone to invite those who lost the game into the gate. Although not everyone who lost the game was invited in, was it too suspicious to invite them in?
Shouldn't we invite the final winner?
Unfortunately, no one seems to find this strange scene except the dragon.
Of course, those who are weird themselves are not included, such as the beast gate and the five-star club!
At the end of the competition, there was only one man with the strength of Wuzong in the later stage, when everyone thought he was the final winner.
A man in a black robe and a black veil flew down to the opposite side of the man.
Her meaning is self-evident, challenge him!
When she landed on the challenge arena, Liao Zongtian's sharp eyes flashed a trace of doubt and surprise. It was obvious that the appearance of the woman in black surprised him.
It's not only Liao Zongtian, but also some strange people seem to be unexpected.
"Who are you?" On the challenge arena, the man of Wuzong's later period looked at the woman in black and said coldly.
"The one who sent you down." The sound is as cold as ice.
Long Qingxie looks at the woman on the stage with a slight hook on her lips.
The cold breath of this woman is more dignified than cloud dance. If cloud dance is as cold as ice, then she is as cold as ice.
Men smell speech, looking at the woman's eyes a little flash, that flash, happened to fall in the position of Liao Zongtian. When Liao Zongtian touched his eyes, he bowed his head slightly.
This scene, the people present are still not found
"In that case, please give me advice!"
The man leaned forward with the sword and finished his speech. The sword in his hand turned over, and his figure twisted like magic silk. He stabbed the woman in the past.
The woman didn't hide at all. A gust of wind swept by, and the black gauze floated with the wind. The cold face, like death, showed itself in everyone's eyes.
Hiss
So beautiful, so cold
It's a face with soft lines, a little more is not perfect.
Although it's only a blink of an eye, what people see is very vague, but beauty and coldness are what people see.
If you can see that face clearly, how happy it is?
It is because of this that she wears the veil all the year round. So far, there are only two people who have seen her real face alive.
And now the two are enjoying their tea and watching.
"What's your bet?" Nangong Yi looks at the woman opposite and shows a rare smile,
"three moves."
"I'll make a bet. What if you lose?"
"You win her, you lose her."
“……”
"Bang." On the challenge arena, there was a roar.
Just when everyone was surprised, the final result of the game was settled.
"Waste."
The woman uttered a cold voice. Bing mang glanced at the man at her feet. Then, as if she had met something filthy, she flicked the dust on her robe.
One move One move will defeat the strength of Wuzong later?How is that possible?
But the fact is right in front of us. The man who won the last place is now like a pool of dead mud, lying on the challenge arena in great distress, motionless.
Seeing this scene, Liao Zongtian's dark eyes were surprised for a long time, and then recovered to calm after a long time.
"I declare that this woman has won the final prize. Tonight, I'll go to the gate of pinghong to take care of her
Although her appearance was unexpected, it turned out to be good.
This woman's strength has been beyond people's ability. If she can use it for herself, it's not a good result.
After all the people congratulated, under the leadership of Liao Zongtian, she went into the gate of thunderbolt. Before she left, she blinked towards the second floor of the inn, and then walked into the gate of thunderbolt.
"It's exactly what you guessed." Nangong yiwenchun smiles and admires Yunwu's tactics.
"The pot is ready. Now it's time to slaughter the meat." Cloud dance sneer, smile as sharp as a blade.
"When are you going to see him?" Nangong Yi glanced at the last dragon, and said in a low voice.
In the corner, the white figure was reflected in the purple pupil, with a complex look. After a moment.
"He must understand the reason why I did it, and he will do it according to my will."
The South Temple Yi coagulates one eye cloud dance, half droop Mou son, voice voice than usual Sen cool some, "do you really so understand him?"
She smiles, and the smile is very bright.
"Who made him my man."
Her man, the darkest and wisest guy in the world, couldn't understand what she was thinking.
Nangong Yi hears the speech, droops the eye to smile together, smile of indifference bitterness.
"By the way, I lost. You're her."
…… –
as the night falls, the quiet night is still noisy, which is destined to be another night of restlessness.
The front yard and back yard of the whole thundergate are bustling with people. All the heroes gathered here are drinking and eating meat. They have a good time. No one finds out that the top ten contestants in the competition arena have never appeared since they were defeated.
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