It's a real saint!

That identity token is the most rubbish bronze wood!

When Luo Qingtong's figure returned to the square, the saint of elder Qin was also staring at the bronze wooden token in her hand, and then she said with a slight squint: "in this case, come up!"

Her voice was cold, but she didn't mean to look down on the night.

Of course, it may be because she didn't pay attention to the night.

It's ridiculous that a nominal Saint also wants to compete with her for heaven's heart and eye!

Since the other party is looking for death, let her come up!

When her voice rang out, the young man standing beside Luo Qingtong on the other side said: "wait, do you want to think about it again?"

"This competition for saints is really unusual."

"If you go up, you may die!"

"After all, there is no waste material in the fight for the artifact of heaven."

"If your strength is too poor, I'm afraid it will make tianxinyan angry."

"At that time, it will probably kill you!"

"What's more, if the saint of Qin Changyi wins the existence of tianxinyan, maybe she will deal with you!"

"You just popped up..."

This young man said so, immediately swallowed saliva, then lowered his voice and said: "you don't know this saint of elder Qin, but she is very sure to repay!"

"You just came out and challenged her as a nominal saint."

"Maybe she has already hated you."

"It's really not worth it."

"You'd better not take your life out and lose it in order to show off!"

This young man thought that Luo Qingtong and others didn't know anything. After listening to what he said about the competition for saints, he was ready to take part in the competition for tianxinyan.

When he thought about it, he felt a little uneasy and quickly told all the information he knew.

No matter how to say, those news that Luo Qingtong and others know are all brought forward by him.

If he doesn't say so with Luo Qingtong and others, don't let their hearts have waves, maybe the other party won't want to participate so impulsively!

And when thinking so in his heart, the lip corner of Luo Qingtong is slightly tilted, and then he looks at the night Qianyu and says: "my lady, you have a sense of propriety."

"Don't you think so? Lady

Luo Qingtong's face is smiling.

On the other side of the night, Qianmu glanced at her, then nodded her head.

He has long known that Luo Qingtong may have guessed his identity without saying it. Now that the other party has known his identity, he naturally knows that he can't lose.

The eye of heaven's heart must be his.

So, yeqianmu didn't deny it!

And when Luo Qingtong opened his mouth, the teenager wanted to roar loudly and wake them up so that they would stop dreaming!

There is a sense of propriety!

What's the measure?!

Can you be more powerful as a saint than that of Qin Changlao?!

What's more, Tianxin eye looks at breath!

Even if you are more beautiful than the saint of Qin Changlao, you can't let tianxinyan give up an excellent saint to choose you!

Don't these people understand people?!

I'm so tired!

The teenager didn't know that his words would have such a negative effect!