Chapter 213

As soon as he entered the sports club, ye Che's face sank.

There was endless hostility in her eyes, her fist tightened, and Lu Yao's arm was cut off by a mixed race of human and Demons again and again in her brain. There was pain on her face.

Anyway, Lu Yao was reduced to this because she wanted to save herself.

The pain of a broken arm is unbearable for a girl.

Ye Che couldn't think of the courage of the girl just now. She dared to face the human demon hybrid.

Although her broken arm can be connected, ye Che can fully imagine the pain.

With Lu Yao, I only knew her for less than a day, but ye Che could feel the kindness of the girl early. Now the kind girl is lying in the cold treatment instrument with a pale face.

"Human demon hybrid... Abyss demon..."

Ye Che repeated the two names again, with a cold light in his eyes.

Then without saying a word, he ran directly to the room, took out the hero's helmet, and then ran out of the competitive society.

Today, we must find out the function of the colorful soul blood!

Ye Che is not stupid at all. This heroic soul blood is owned by himself through the difficulty of the highest death judgment.

Therefore, this heroic soul blood is definitely not an ordinary product. In addition, it makes you understand the true meaning of skills, and that entrance test has produced strange changes and power.

Ye Che dares to conclude that as long as he digs out its secret, it will be of great help to his own strength!

"Left..."

Ye Che began to run to the matrix gravity chamber according to the map shown by Xiaowu.

After a while, a strange house appeared in front of Ye Che.

This is a giant room composed of eight houses. It is dark and made of unknown materials. It is like a prehistoric beast in the dark.

Yeche paused, took out the crystal key directly, and then walked over.

After inserting the key into the lock hole of the giant room, the sound of "kaka kaka" sounded, and the door of the giant room rose from the ground.

Ye Che pulled out the crystal key and went in. The door immediately fell and closed.

"Little dance, what time is it?"

Ye Che asked casually and walked to the console of the giant gravity chamber.

"12:37!" answered the little dance.

"There's still time..."

Ye Che whispered to himself, put the remote control of activating the matrix gravity chamber back on the console, and then turned on the British soul helmet.

When black iron was promoted to bronze, it was only after severe pain that it became successful.

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