"Luo'er!" Xuanyuan Yu's brows furrowed deeply, he stretched out his big hand and gently helped her wipe the blood from the corners of his lips, "I don't understand......"

Ye Fengrou looked at this scene, her eyes crossed with deep hatred, why was the person in his arms not her? Why is it not himself who can make him so nervous?

She is unwilling, so unwilling! She wanted that woman named Ling Luo to die!

"A woman like Ye Fengrou, if she can't be solved by me herself, it will be meaningless."

Ling Luo stood up and pushed away Xuanyuan Yu's embrace, with a bright smile on the corner of his lips: "This is my battle, I have to defeat her." ”

Xuanyuan Yu's heart was extremely shaken.

He stared at her intently, unable to take his eyes off her.

"If you understand me, leave and leave me alone." Ling Luo took out two pills from the black jade space ring to stop bleeding and stop pain and cut off nerve pain and took them.

Xuanyuan Yu took a deep breath, feeling that the villain in his heart was wielding dozens of axes, chiseling his heart fiercely.

This time, he didn't hesitate any longer and turned to leave.

He knew her thoughts and her persistence.

After Xuanyuan Yu left, Ye Fengrou's face was obviously much paler, and even the smile on his face was a bitter smile.

"Ling Luo, you're really looking for death. There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you to throw yourself into. ”

The bleeding stopped, and the pain also stopped because of the medicine, and Ling Luo obviously felt a lot more comfortable throughout his body.

"Ye Fengrou, you mean yourself."

"I'm still hard-mouthed when I'm dying." Ye Fengrou's face turned cold, and he waved his sleeves, "You, give it to me!" ”

The corners of Ling Luo's lips were slightly hooked, and his hands were quickly sealed on his chest, accompanied by a ding-dong sound, and the moonlight wind chimes were sacrificed.

The beautiful seven-leaf petals, emitting a faint silver glow, slowly rose to the top of Ling Luo's head.

The wind chimes are moving, tinkling and ding, and the air is filled with an indescribable sadness.

With the moonlight wind chimes as the center, as the moon becomes more and more beautiful and the sound becomes better and better, the emotions of everyone on the arena are becoming more and more sad.

This was the first time that Ling Luo had used the Moonlight Wind Chimes she had obtained from the temple to fight, and she didn't know how powerful the artifact left by the Moonlight Venerable was, so she could only use her vitality as much as possible and manipulate it with her heart.

Who doesn't have a sad heart?

On the arena, the thirteen men slowly knelt down, bursting into tears, some of them kept grabbing the ground with their heads, and some even stabbed their own flesh and blood with knives.

But Ye Fengrou was crazy, and kept crying in the direction of Xuanyuan Yu in the audience: "Why don't you like me?" If you don't like me, I might as well die! ”

Xuanyuan Yu glanced at Ye Fengrou coldly, as if he was looking at some kind of garbage, and said in a deep voice: "Then you can die." ”

One sentence completely triggered a frenzy of sadness in Ye Fengrou's heart, and she couldn't restrain herself from tears.

The corners of Ling Luo's lips were slightly raised, and her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, urging the power of the moonlight wind chimes to the greatest extent.

The desolate atmosphere in the air has reached an extreme.

Even the students watching the battle under the arena, some of them couldn't resist this sound wave because they couldn't get home, and they couldn't help but cry secretly.

Ye Fengrou couldn't resist the mourning anymore, took out a sharp golden hairpin from the jet-black bun, aimed it at the position of the heart, and stabbed it.

A smile bloomed on Ling Luo's face, she won the Wan Geng