"Who said I gave up?" The host's words on the challenge arena have not been finished yet. A cold voice suddenly cuts through the whole silent meeting place, and it is extremely cold.
Cold and hard with iron.
Originally, the people around the venue were all in a state of calm. Qi Qi, with his face full of joy, turned his head and looked at the sound place. Their favorite moon came.
"Here, here..." A sudden noise, the northeast corner of the venue, two figures flying.
At that time, the moon teeth of Ryukyu had already been dyed grey, and the bright red plum on it had turned black red and dirty.
But it is this filth that sets off Ryukyu's more and more fierce killing and iron blood. The original coldness, under the brewing of this color of blood, exudes the iron anger of hardness.
The wind in my dress is killing me.
Unconsciously, without any idea, the spectators on this side immediately moved to make way for Ryukyu.
In the scream of the astonishing sky, a straight road splits in the crowd and leads directly to the high challenge arena.
Ryukyu moon a face cold through layers of people, toward the arena.
Along the way, all the people held their breath, so amazing murderous, almost let them fear.
Behind him, Yunzhao holds the broken Qin that Ryukyu has broken several strings. He frowns slightly and follows Ryukyu. The Yao Qin in his hand is useless. What attack does Ryukyu use today.
The gray clothes are flying, and the murderous air is approaching.
"Borrow." Step by step and wait for the first musical instrument team to celebrate, Ryukyu grabbed the lute in the hand of the woman in charge and walked towards the challenge arena.
The host standing on the arena saw that Ryukyu was coming. He immediately turned his head and looked at the leader of Yishui city on the VIP table.
"At last." At this time, the Lord of Yishui also saw a bloody, iron angry Ryukyu, and his whole heart relaxed, and finally came.