Chapter 1209

"Boom and boom"

the fierce dark light split the arena into pieces.

The majestic Xuanli is rolling like the tide.

The whole arena was suddenly swept by a hurricane, and the atmosphere of terror filled all around.

"Sister!" Night Maple Yu suddenly stood up, involved in the wound on the body.

He frowned with pain and sucked in the air, but he still wanted to rush to the arena.

"Ye Fengyu, calm down Donghuang Lang did not know when, came to the waiting area of the second class of low Xuan, and stopped Feng Yu at night.

"My sister is on the stage, how can I calm down?" Night Maple Yu pale face, endure the intense pain.

He broke off donghuanglang's hand with scarlet eyes.

He saw with his own eyes that his sister was covered by that sword array!

If

If those dozens of long swords were all hit by my sister

Sister, she

Night Maple Yu dare not think down, eyes red struggle open Donghuang Lang's hand.

Dong Huang Lang held fast. Seeing that he was not obedient, he simply put him in his arms.

Not yet tight, donghuanglang's collar was violently pulled, the whole person was forced to release the night Maple Yu.

Follow the pull, back a few steps, fell into a firm embrace.

A hand, severely hooped Dong Huang Lang's waist.

Cold voice, in the ear rings: "he wants to go, let him go."

"Jing?" Dong Huang Lang turned his head and looked at the indifferent man behind him, frowned and said, "he has been hurt like this. If he forcibly rushes to the arena, he will die."

"That's none of your business." Qi Yijing micro squint cold eyes, no mood to look at that young man running to the challenge arena, "if he wants to let his sister lose this competition, finally by Shangguan glass dig to xuanxinyu, broken veins, that let him go."

Night Maple Yu's step, stopped.

Even standing unsteadily, the body swayed slightly, holding up all his strength and looking back at Qi Yijing.

The young man's pale face had no blood color.

He breathed heavily and looked at Qi Yijing for a long time: "you What do you mean by that? "

"Don't you know the strength and character of Ye Qingluo's classmates? Do you think she'll do something she's not sure about? "

Qi Yijing seldom has the patience to answer the night Feng Yu's question.

Night Maple Yu a Zheng.

It seems that No,

Night clear fall will not do uncertain things.

She always has a myriad of plans for what to do.

For example, plan to do it.

If the plan fails, what is the way out, and so on.

She always planned well.

"Since I believe her, I'll sit here quietly and wait for her."

See night Maple Yu has calmed down, Qi Yijing drags donghuanglang's wrist and walks towards the waiting area of the second class of low Xuan.

Vaguely, you can also hear Qi Yijing's low voice, floating into the ears with the wind.

He said, "wait for her and come home in triumph."

……

On the challenge arena, the mysterious spirit of terror continues to expand and spread.

Purple thousands of corners of the mouth smile more and more strong, eyes burst out of the murderous gas, hazy in the dark light.

What super genius!

What contract artifact, get dragon, return blood contract beast super genius!

In her purple hands, night is nothing!

Thinking of the tomb of the king of mausoleum, ye Qingluo taught the people of the shentuan a lesson, how to subdue her prestige, and how to make them a joke

Even Nangong feiran Are attracted by the night fall!

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