Chapter 277

"If you don't want to see peach blossom all over your face for a while, you'd better not fight with me. I haven't had an addiction just now." Ling Chuxi's face is calm, but his tone is full of danger.

Blue heart rain stopped immediately. The fifth Princess glanced at blue heart rain with sympathy, and then patted blue heart rain on the shoulder. It's the same people from the end of the world They are two weak girls, to the bully such as Shangling Chuxi, only "humiliate" to yield.

Next, Ling Chuxi looked at the information of each opponent in the next round.

Zhang Dongzhi, this is Ling Chuxi's opponent in the next round.

If you remember correctly, he is second only to bailihan in the ranking table of the Fengyan Association. It is said that he has reached the Ninth level of fighting spirit, and only one level short can break through and reach the state of great perfection.

This kind of strength was really a strong opponent in the past, but now Ling Chuxi didn't pay attention to it at all. The gap between level 9 of war spirit and Da Yuanman is not as simple as level 8 and level 9, but the gap between Tianlei quenching body and life and death.

"Tut Tut, the second one." Ling Chuxi looked at his opponent's information clearly, in front of his eyes a bright, quickly walked out.

"Master, where are you going?" Asked the fifth princess.

"Bet, now no one will think that I have the strength to defeat him, many people will bet on him, while the strength has not been exposed, I have to make more money." Ling Chuxi said in a low voice.

"Yes, why didn't I think of it?" The fifth Princess patted her head and ran after her.

Behind several people helplessly looking at their back, also followed up.

After the bet, it was late. After dinner, several people went back to their homes and had a good rest to meet the game tomorrow.

At this time, eshulan is looking at the hand of the war draw table trance.

"Hundred miles cold, it's a hundred miles cold." Looking back on the hostile eyes and icy voice of the former bailihan, she felt inexplicably uneasy. She was ranked as the most popular winner by fengyanhui. It is said that bailihan has been hardened by the thunder. How could she still be calm.

"Forget it. I don't think much about it. My identity is the servant of God. I don't think he dare to be too presumptuous." For a long time, eshulan put away the drawing table and comforted herself.

It's just that some things in the world may not be as good as she thinks. For some people, the status of God's servant girl is extremely lofty and sacred, but for some people, it is not worth a thing at all.

The stadium has long been crowded, watching yesterday's game, today's audience is more enthusiastic.

This round of competition, Ling Chuxi is the first, the time, she walked on the arena.

Soon, a burly young man came up.

Ling Chuxi took a look at him and was shocked. My God, there are people in the world who can grow so wonderful.

A big nose occupies nearly one-third of the face. The nostrils are still looking up at the sky. A big mouth takes up another third of the space. It can be imagined how much more space can be left for the eyes. Skin is quite white, white almost to catch up with the wall just pasted, but such facial features with that dead white dead white skin color, it seems more infiltration. And his hair, I don't know how long has not been washed, into strands of sticky wrapped together. It's just like that in the back.

Such a startling face of crying ghosts and gods can no longer be described with ugliness, which is the blasphemy of ugly words.

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