78 Hundred Flowers Banquet Wheel Battle 8
Many people at the scene looked at the fiery red color in surprise. Peng—— made a sound. Ye Lihuan, who was sitting in his seat and was frightened by this scene, smashed the low table next to him with an uncontrollable palm and his body bounced.
Standing up, there was a flash of determination in his eyes, and a flash of strong viciousness.
The fifth prince Ye Lijin also looked at Qingcheng in disbelief, surprise flashed in his eyes, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth? What was he smiling about? It turned out that she was the prophecy, it turned out that she was the one who represented strength and light.
, the red flame that represents power
Peng - Just when everyone was still looking at the crystal ball intently, the crystal ball suddenly exploded with a Peng - sound and exploded to pieces. The wooden table under the crystal ball also exploded, leaving only some sawdust.
are flying in the air again and again
Qingcheng looked at this scene a little unprepared, and was slightly surprised by what happened suddenly, and slowly frowned.
But obviously seeing this scene, the most proud person is none other than Xuan Xiexin
When she saw the crystal ball shattering, at that moment - surprise flashed in her eyes and her mood suddenly rose from hell to heaven. For the first time, she discovered - it turns out that there is only a thin line between heaven and hell.
The secret feeling in my heart at that moment was much happier than when I had to deal with Wu Qingcheng.
She originally planned to deal with Qingcheng herself, but she never expected that Wu Qingcheng had already played with her, and she didn't need to take action at all.
Xuan Xiexin thought about it, raised the corners of her mouth proudly, and slowly sat down, feeling very good.
"What's going on?" Qingcheng looked at the gray-clothed man in front of her with a cold face, and her words of inquiry also contained a strong threat that could not be ignored.
After taking a look at the exploded fragments, Qingcheng had doubts?
"Wu Qingcheng... You dare to destroy the crystal ball, you - you deserve to die..." The middle-aged man in gray scolded Qingcheng fiercely, with disbelief in his eyes.
The small beard on his face also curled up in anger.
"Isn't it just destroying a crystal ball? What's the big deal?" Qingcheng glanced coldly at the man in gray in front of her and spoke disdainfully.
Chapter completed!