"...Can you eat quietly?" Yan Shuangliu disliked her to death. It was entirely because he was afraid that Cao Xiwan would fall out and be stabbed to death by her sword that he endured it and calmly took out the handkerchief and handed it to her.
Say, "Drink the soup without making a sound."
"This is how you ate maple syrup when you were a kid." She picked up the chopsticks and licked them like maple syrup on her tongue. She imitated Yan Shuangliu in her childhood and carefully looked around, then carefully wrapped the chopsticks in a handkerchief.
Then she cried, "Sister Xiaowan, my veil is stuck together! My veil!"
Xu Yanchun burst out laughing, and Yan Shuangliu wanted to strangle her to death.
Several junior sisters stood nearby and dared to laugh but did not dare to say anything. She held the handkerchief and did not let go, trying hard to wipe her grease mouth, almost wiping it on Yan Shuangliu's sleeve. He was so angry that he had to give up trying to get the handkerchief back.
Intend.
Cao Xiwan turned her handkerchief over and over and wiped her mouth carefully, as if her mouth were just two lumps of lard. Liu Ruhai hid on one side, separated from her by two or three people, and did not get close. He saw Su Jintian in the field.
Behind the Zongren Mansion is a small school ground, which is connected to the Zong School. There are bonfires on all sides of the school ground, which is as bright as daytime and crowded with people. Late at night, the fans of the Twelve Guards in the city are still pouring in, and naturally there are also various people.
The generals in the noble mansion who have received the news are enshrined.
Su Jintian was holding the knife. His fingers were placed on the handle of the knife in his arms, moving up and down. Su Jintian was meditating on Baofonu's suggestion.
Two out of three games, Cao Xiwan, who played on behalf of Su Jintian, won the first game.
Is this the end?
Or take advantage of the victory and pursue it?
Almost at the same moment, the Qingluo female ghost and the Biying ghost leaped up and crossed the air.
Liu Ruhai clearly saw that Cao Xiwan and Su Jintian exchanged glances in mid-air. Is this a tacit understanding gained on the edge of life and death?
Cao Xiwan once again showed her strength after completing her magic skills. She crossed forty feet and landed in front of the sixth demonic gray thorn: "You and I - don't interfere. This is the rule."
"..." Gray Thorn did not deny it. Indeed, the two people who played in the first game, he and Cao Xiwan, were automatically eliminated.
He even sneered: "Just because of Su Jintian?"
But before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.
The wind is blowing hard.
Su Yingtian drew his sword and attacked Baofonu standing on the west side, but he suddenly turned around in the middle and pounced on the third demon Russell on the east side.
Russell is near Cao Sunset and Gray Thorn.
The blade reaches the top.
"The pearls of rice also shine with brilliance——!" Russell was unmoved. He looked up to the sky and smiled, stretched out his palms, and saw violent winds and flying sand around him.
Cao Xiwan saw a red circular mark on his palm, and secretly complained: This is the real magic power.
Behind Su Jintian, there was a sharp laugh and a roar approaching, and the cold light caught the moon, which captured people's hearts and souls. The eighth demon protector Buddha slave was chasing after him: "What a crazy young man! If you want one person to fight two people, I will help you!"
Cao Xiwan pounced on Baofu Nu.
"Stop, are you looking for death?" Gray Thorn chased after him, "You just sit back and watch, I'll make sure nothing happens to you!"
"Hmph!" She shouted sharply, "Form an array, form an array of twelve Biying puppets!"
Shouts arose everywhere, but it was not because of the famous puppet array of Biying Palace, but because of Su Jintian's sword wind, which brought out fierce heat.
"The Balrog Sword——!"
Su Jintian actually competed on par with Russell, attracting countless eyes on the court.
In the first game, the focus was on Qinggong. Everyone could see it.
In the second game, the magic power of Biying Palace was competed.
Liu Ruhai frowned. Before she jumped out, she glanced at him in surprise in the crowd. Cao Xiwan should have known that he was coming. But the strange thing was, why didn't she let him treat her injuries before leaving?
Yan Shuangliu, Xiao Qiao and Xiao Shuang, almost as soon as she made a sound, jumped out together and rushed towards Baofu Nu with other juniors and sisters.
Lou Xiliu had just squeezed to the front, and when she saw this situation, her face turned pale with shock.
Gray Thorn blocked Cao Xiwan in the middle.
The twelve Biying people also surrounded Baofu Nu.
Povernu frowned.
Gray Thorn said angrily: "You juniors, what do you want to do? Don't you follow the rules?"
"Win two out of three games! They are juniors, so they form a formation to compete with the Eight Kings. This is only fair!"
"Dream, Su Jintian is also a junior, he is one-on-one!"
"Despicable and shameless, you guys from the Demon Palace Beyond the Wall are all shameless villains! I can't help but think that the three kings and the eight kings are a couple!"
She quarrels with Gray Thorn Roar.
Most of the military attachés on the school grounds were staring at Russell's pair of red palms fighting against Su Yingtian's green sword. They all watched in horror. As soon as the discerning people saw Russell performing magic skills, they knew that Su Jintian had a low chance of winning this time.
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Even Eunuch Wen Ruo squeezed his way to the front. His palms were sweating as he pondered how he could turn defeat into victory if he were Su Jintian.
Su Jintian had no way out.
If he loses, he will be regarded as an abandoned disciple of Biying Palace and killed, and none of his group of junior brothers and sisters will survive.
On Cao Xiwan's side, it was a different situation. She shouted, "The three kings and the eight kings in your palace are a couple."
"A pair! A pair!" A mocking and shouting voice rang out in the city patrol department, and the other guards quickly helped and shouted in cheers.
Gray Thorn was furious: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"...I didn't mean it like that." She muttered, never admitting that she said it on purpose, and she wasn't lying. The fierce Povernu stood still and didn't even notice the ridicule on the school grounds.
The reaction showed that she was right.
The third demon, Russell, and the eighth demon, Baofunu, have always been inseparable and appeared at the same time for many years.
This is because they must appear at the same time.
Baofonu suddenly said: "Promise them."
Gray Thorn frowned and promised him to deal with twelve juniors alone?
In his opinion, there is no need for this. There is no way that Russell will lose to Su Jintian and will not need to join forces with Baofonu to save his life.
But Cao Xiwan's eyes lit up and he jumped over: "A gentleman's words!"
"Humph." Baofonu glared at her in disgust, "I'm not a gentleman."
"...Then I'll give you a high-five!" She smiled and immediately noticed Baofonu's temper. Although this eighth demon was cold, fierce, and extremely tyrannical, in fact, according to Jin Yiwei's news, the eighth demon of Biying Palace left the palace.
He has only been in the arena six times, which shows that his experience in the arena is far simpler than that of Gray Thorn. She quickly said: "I am not a gentleman, I am a Qingluo ghost. Su Jintian and I are very close."
"..." Baofonu was startled, what was she talking about?
"You've heard of me, haven't you? Su Jintian still owes me money, are you his uncle? I heard that Biying Palace is very rich. Do you want to help him pay back the money -?"
Yan Shuangliu couldn't bear it anymore and coughed heavily. She was busy collecting debts and didn't pay any attention to it, looking at Baofu Nu expectantly. Yan Shuangliu looked at Xiao Qiao, but Qiao Qiangsheng had long since raised his head in despair and looked at