It has nothing to do with you, the short four words respond to the loneliness and sadness in the heart of Baili Wushuang, obviously they are all proud of the sky, but the realm and difference are so big...

"Heh, that's right, your luck is always so good. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Hundred miles are a little self-deprecating

If Leng Zitian and Baili Wushuang are both the pride of the sky, then the only difference is that Leng Zitian is favored by God, and Baili Wushuang is the one forgotten by God.

"I, unlike you. The faint tone lacked incomparably domineering

He didn't see Leng Zitian's efforts in a hundred miles, and Leng Zitian's melancholy and a hundred miles of unparalleled people would not know, it was not easy for any of them to grow up to this point, the only difference between them was that one of them was cold-hearted, and the other was cold-hearted.

Therefore, Leng Zitian's harvest today is not due to luck, but the result of hard work

"Yes, to me, we are the same kind of people. Baili Wushuang tilted his head slightly and took a deep breath, and said calmly, a little less gentle than before

The conversation between the two seems to be so harmonious, but it seems that every sentence hides infinite murderous intentions...

Situ Mingri and Ye Feng are both worried about their hearts, how the next instructions will be for them no one knows, what the two of them know is their own side, but the situation is obvious, the strength of these two people is super strong, and they can't tell the victory or defeat with their eyes alone

Baili Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "To be honest, I don't want to be your enemy. "However, it can't be done. “

The two sentences are obviously only indirect for a second, and for Baili Wushuang at this time, it seems like a long time has passed. No one knows where his unforgettable emotions come from.

However, what bullshit theory is this?

"So, let's get started. Leng Zitian's tone was cold

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Baili Wushuang recycled his thoughts, and his peaceful face changed to a face without any emotion, which felt a little dark

Without saying a word, he closed his eyes slightly, his body slowly floated up and hung in the air, he raised his hand, and the fingers of his hand began to bounce again, rhythmically beating

Leng Zitian also used his own strength, his body slowly stood in the air, and the confidence of his hands appeared as small points of light, slowly, at a speed visible to the naked eye, slowly becoming larger and brighter

The surrounding movements that had been pressed down before were about to move again with the rhythm of Baili Wushuang's hands, and Ye Yimu on the ground, Situ Mingri and Ye Feng could clearly feel that there was a powerful wave that was coming strongly around the circle they were standing in...

Not only that, but it seems that this time the power is much stronger than before, because not only the strange noise coming from the surroundings and underground, but also whether it is a 'brush.' sounds, and 'whoops) that resemble the growth of biological mutations..' sound, the sound is endless, deep and terrifying, extremely weird...

At the same time, the original small point of light in Leng Zitian's palm also became larger, and the light gathered little by little, forming two huge circles of light around Leng Zitian's palm, and the light emitted by this aperture was indeed extremely dazzling, making people unable to open their eyes to probe. Such a light does not make people feel warm, but rather an extremely dangerous breath and an extremely scorching temperature...

Two different forces and auras hung over this small place, and the contrast between fear and scorching heat seemed so powerful in this narrow space that the people on the ground simply did not have the energy to disperse to watch such a powerful battle, because at this time their only strength of their own also needed to be used against the coercion of this scattered idleness