Seeing that the white snake was dying, Leng Qianqian's mood was already extremely irritable, but summoning beasts to fight has always been endless, unless, now Lin Qinghe immediately summons back to the Bully, otherwise, the white snake will definitely die.

Leng Qianqian said: "Cold as frost! Why don't you hurry up and summon your Crane back! It's going to eat my white snake! ”

Lin Qinghe said, "Isn't your snake just used to feed my cymbal?" Eldest sister, you forgot about jì so quickly, did you just say those words that you were ashamed of? ”

Of course she won't listen to Leng Qianqian's words, she just wants Leng Qianqian to know today that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people, don't think that if you have a little ability, you can do nothing, cover the sky with one hand, and no one in your eyes.

As long as she Lin Qinghe is there, anything can happen.

Leng Qianqian was already so anxious that she was about to cry, in her heart, this white snake was more precious than the sun, moon, yin and yang shuttle.

Now, her most precious thing is about to be lost, and her heart has broken like wonton filling.

Lin Qinghe suddenly raised the white silk in his hand, "Sister, don't be idle either, come on, let's continue to divide the winners and losers." ”

"You ......" Leng Qianqian was so angry that she trembled all over, in her current situation, it was really not suitable to compete with Lin Qinghe, but Lin Qinghe was so unwilling to let go, pressing step by step.

Before she finished speaking, Lin Qinghe's white silk had already swept over, and Leng Qianqian had no choice but to face it hard, with her bare hands, where would she be Lin Qinghe's opponent?

Lin Qinghe had just made a move, and she was already shocked by Lin Qinghe's strong strength and flew out, and at the same time, the bird had already devoured the white snake alive.

Today's game is naturally over.

Lin Qinghe summoned the crane back, and also took back the white silk, bowing slightly towards the old man, with a very humble attitude.

The old man gradually recovered from the shock, his face sank like water, and he just said lightly: "Today's competition, Rushuang won, get a hundred rejuvenation pills, a chance to improve a weapon, and three days later, represent the Linglong family." ”

The audience was in an uproar, but everyone didn't dare to blame Lin Qinghe too much, after all, Lin Qinghe won this battle with his own skills.

Of course, it's more of a pity for Leng Qianqian, because she really lost too much.

Basically, her qiē is gone.

The weapons are gone, the summoned beasts are gone, and even the reputation is gone.

And every qiē of this qiē was taken away by a woman called Cold as Frost.

Everyone dispersed, and the old man glanced at Lin Qinghe and said, "Shuang'er, you come with me." ”

"Yes, Grandpa."

Lin Qinghe answered softly, and was about to follow the old man over, when Leng Panlong walked over and said to her with a smile: "Sister, congratulations, continue to work hard." ”

"Thank you, you were the first to congratulate me, I will remember."

As he spoke, Lin Qinghe smiled slightly, turned around and chased in the direction where the old man left.

The old man didn't go to the study, but went to the armory, but Lin Qinghe didn't want to change the weapon, she felt that this white silk was really good, and she liked it very much.

Even, she gave herself a well-known nickname: the White Silk Sacrificer.

She believes that as long as her name comes out, it will immediately cause a sensation.