Chapter 1180: Tang Battle (5)

The more she said this, the more uncomfortable Ling Luo's heart felt, she lowered her head, and her voice was a little hoarse: "I'm sorry for dragging everyone down." ”

"Little junior sister, what are you talking about!" Xia Lin stretched out his hand and lined it up heavily on Ling Luo's shoulder, with a heartless bright smile on his face, and said, "You are the lucky star of our Holy Fire Hall, maybe our Holy Fire Hall can take this opportunity to defeat the Holy Water Hall in one fell swoop, and from then on we will become famous in one battle, and we will no longer have to be the tail of a 10,000-year crane!" ”

Xia Lin's words undoubtedly aroused the morale of all the ** in the Holy Flame Hall.

Fu Dong also stretched out a hand, gently patted Ling Luo's shoulder, and said softly: "Little junior sister, everyone can see clearly, it's not your fault, it's that Xiaoling from the Holy Water Hall who is clearly provoking trouble." Everyone is on your side, there is still a month to go, let's practice hard, the battle is a best-of-five system, we don't have no chance to win. ”

"Yes, it's not the style of the Holy Fire Hall to be defeated before it starts." Xia Lin grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"Everybody......"

Ling Luo raised his head, a thick warmth hit his heart, and a pair of beautiful eyes were sparkling.

She never thought that under such an embarrassing situation, there would be so many people on her side.

Yan Yueyue smiled and said, "My mother said that there are not many ** in our Holy Fire Hall, but they are all her children." We are all a family, we are all brothers and sisters, and when we are in trouble, we must unite tightly! ”

Ling Luo suddenly had a sour nose, a shallow arc overflowed from his lips, and he said softly, "Thank you." ”

"It's too much to say thank you." Fu Dong smiled elegantly, "Let's go, let's go back to the Holy Fire Hall now, and in the next month, we will step up our cultivation." ”

Xia Lin stretched out a fist and waved it in the air, and said with high morale: "Blind the dog eyes of their Holy Water Hall!" ”

There are six ** in the line of the Holy Fire Hall, and everyone has a bright smile on their faces, like the sun.

Everyone in the mission hall was stunned.

"They...... Is it the scattered Sacred Flame Hall of the past? ”

"It doesn't look like it, I've been to the Holy Fire Hall before, and those ** faces will never show this kind of smile."

"These ** people from the Holy Flame Hall are really too optimistic. Look down on the Holy Water Hall, but you will suffer a big loss. "It's a holy water church ** who speaks.

"They didn't underestimate your Holy Water Hall, they just didn't underestimate themselves." It was rare that someone actually stood up and said a word for the Holy Fire Hall.

"What kind of mentality am I...... There was a hint of anticipation for such a weak Holy Flame Hall, tsk. ”

……

The Holy Water Church provoked the Holy Flame Hall and sent the news of the battle to the Holy Fire Hall, which soon spread throughout the Holy Seminary.

St. Kinkyo is no exception.

In the courtyard of a second-generation ** house in the Shengjin Church, there is a forest of trees, and under the thickest and tallest tree, there is a stone table with a chess game line score.

At the stone table, sat a man in an azure robe, with a very peculiar pair of ears, like smoke.

Fan Xi held the white son in his hand, contemplated for a long time, and then placed it in the center of the black dragon. "Smack", falling.

"Xiaoling, why do you want to invite the Holy Fire Hall?"