Yesterday, this beauty was wearing a light goose-yellow dress with blood all over her body. She came from the Sea of Chaos with a sword. He fell in love with her the first time he saw her.
However, today, wearing green clothes, the beauty looks a bit colder.
With a smile on her lips, the beauty handed the peeled grapes to Ye Huaixin's mouth.
"Since the young master likes her, please ask Ziyue to help the young master welcome this little beauty into the building. Ziyue and Yuehong will definitely love her as their own sister."
Ye Huaixin looked at Sang Luo in the virtual world, raised his hand to grab the catkin of the purple-clothed beauty, took the grape in her hand, and licked his fingers lightly with the tip of his tongue,
"Don't worry, she is different from you."
The purple-clothed beauty felt the soft touch on her fingertips, and her back was also a little numb. But when he heard Ye Huaixin's words, he was not happy.
"In the young master's heart, Ziyue is so inferior to others?"
"How could that happen?"
Ye Huaixin looked at her eyes filled with affection,
"Ziyue, you are unique in my heart."
"I mean, this woman comes from the Sea of Chaos."
Ziyue was slightly stunned when she heard this.
"Sea of Chaos? From the sea? How is this possible?"
The breath of chaos in the sea is strong and full of murderous intent. Not to mention the sharks in the deep sea, even the devil sharks and killer whales in the shallow sea will escape death if they encounter them!
What's more, the breath of chaos is thick on the sea, which is extremely suppressive to the monks.
How could she come from the sea?
Ye Huaixin leaned in the arms of the beauty in red, his eyes looking at the light cyan figure in the virtual world,
"A person with a cultivation level of the Divine Transformation Realm has arrived at this place of exile from the Sea of Chaos unharmed. No matter how you look at it, this woman is not simple!"
Regardless of the dangers on the sea, just relying on the rich breath of chaos, she was able to get here safely, which proves that this woman is not simple.
And what kind of place is this place of exile? Monks from all walks of life gathered together. A pot of flowers fell from the roof and hit ten people. Nine of them were extremely vicious.
How suspicious it is for such a delicate and beautiful girl to appear here.
No matter how much Sang Luo thought about it, he never thought that his suspicious appearance would be due to his appearance.
Moreover, it was not that he was looked down upon because of his appearance, but that it attracted more... fear.
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In the arena of the Transformation God Realm, Sang Luo was not in a hurry to join the battle.
When she came to the battle just now, the outcome was already decided. She couldn't see the moves of these people, so she didn't know exactly what the combat power of the gods in the land of exile was like.
When one's cultivation reaches a certain level, the threshold of the realm is only a rough estimate, and the level of combat power can sometimes vary a lot.
The arena of the Divine Transformation Realm occupies the seventh level of the Shura Tower. A circular corridor surrounds the tower, and a battle platform hangs high in the center of the tower.
The battle here is an arena format.
The winner can keep playing, while the loser will have their points cleared and be knocked into the abyss.
At this moment, everyone is looking in the direction of the battle stage. The strong man holding a sword on the stage has won three games in a row. Next, he will face the 'God of War' in the Shura Tower.
It is said that this person came to Shura Tower half a year ago and fought from the Nascent Soul Realm to the Divine Transformation Realm without any defeat. He was called the 'God of War' by the gamblers in Shura Tower.
The circular iron cage slowly rose from the abyss, and the young man with blue hair and blood-clothed clothes appeared in public view.
My quack-strong innocent goose finally appears again!