York looked fixedly and saw that the woman his fiancée said was the hillbilly who didn't know what to do, and immediately said with a gloomy face: "That's a hillbilly born in a small plane, even if she knows each other, she knows that she is not worthy of doing anything with you." ”

Murojia frowned, her family also came out of the small plane tens of thousands of years ago, so York's words became particularly harsh in her ears.

"I think this little girl, the dragon and phoenix among people, defeated the third-order monk of the Spirit Lake Stage with one move before, maybe she can become the Spirit Sea Stage." There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Muroja's tone, but York didn't hear it.

"Snort, Murojia, you look down on that hillbilly too much, it's just luck, it's just a parallel import, at her level, she doesn't even press the level to fight, look at it, she will be beaten with blood in a while." York still scoffed.

Many people who come out of the small plane are indeed very powerful in terms of combat experience compared to some mediocre talents born and raised in the small world, but York does not look down on these, in his opinion, if the combat experience is great, he can only fight mediocre talents, and the real masters are the children of well-born families like them, with family resources and exercises.

What powerful exercises can be done in the small plane? At most, it's just a sensational sensation with that poor combat experience!

Soon, York and Murojia saw Dongfang Zitang come to the stage again, and the match was still a third-order monk in the Linghu period, the same sword, Dongfang Zitang wiped out the opponent with a sword again.

Seeing that Dongfang Zitang won again, or in such an easy way, Mu Jia felt a little better, and was about to say a few words of rehabilitation for Dongfang Zitang, but heard York's laughter again.

"I'll just say she's a piece of shit, right? Both times with the same move, hmph, the hillbilly has no other tricks at all. ”

Mu Jia: "......" If one move can defeat the enemy with one move, then she is willing to use this move all the time.

"Murojia, let's not look at that waste hillbilly, you go to the ring quickly, I'm here to see your heroism in the ring."

York noticed that Murojia didn't speak, and only thought that Murojia agreed with his statement, and he smiled with satisfaction and looked at Murojia tenderly with those blue eyes.

"No, I'm not in the mood to go to the ring today, I just want to see that little girl."

Mu Jia usually likes the way York laughs, and thinks that although York's smile is not as good as those sons and daughters in the big world, it is not worse than those mortal stars who chase the wind at all. But today, she was very tired of this smile.

This man doesn't care what she thinks at all!

Moreover, York's smile is not even as good-looking as the little girl's cold face!

York's face was ugly, but Murojia was unwilling to go to the ring, and he had no way to force Murojia to go to the ring, in the camp rules of Santo Luo City, as long as a certain victory was completed in a month, no member would be forced to go to the ring, so Murojia was qualified to refuse to go to the ring, and York couldn't embarrass Murojia.

It's all the hillbilly's fault, and York silently took this note on Dongfang Zitang's body.

When Dongfang Zitang went to the ring for the third time, he finally met a fourth-order monk in the Linghu Stage.

"She's definitely planted this time." York asserted.

"Really? I think she's going to win. Murojia said unhappily.

"Murojia, there's no need to have pity for her just because she's your subordinate."

York was still smiling softly, and Muroja immediately turned his head away from York.

"Do you want to bet with me? I bet on her to win, and if I win, I won't be in the ring again this month. "The number of wins in this month has long exceeded the number of wins stipulated by the organization, so he doesn't have to go to the ring at all.

"This ......," York frowned.

"You don't agree? Didn't you say she must have lost? Could it be that you are just talking casually? ”

"Murojia, how could I just talk about it? Agreed, of course I agree, but if I win, you'll have to listen to me next month, okay? ”

It's up to him to arrange, but it's just another month of fighting. Anyway, even if he didn't gamble, York would have changed his way to ask her to come to the ring.

In the past, every time Murojia was unhappy, York would always conquer Murojia with a gentle and beautiful smile, but this trick didn't work for Murojia today.

After listening to the fourth-order man of the Spirit Lake Stage explain how powerful his Gu poison was, Dongfang Zitang once again solved the man of the fourth order of the Spirit Lake Stage with one sword!

"W-How is this possible?!" York slammed the table, "It must be that hillbilly, that hillbilly did something!" ”

Mu Jia was also a little unresponsive, she opened her small mouth, if it weren't for the fact that the lipstick would not stain on the virtual network, her hands would have been full of lipstick.

A trick? To deal with the fourth-order players of the Linghu Stage, she only needs one move?!

Trying to calm herself down, Murojia said in a high tone: "What did she do, she killed the man directly with her sword." ”

"It's—it's definitely an accident...... Maybe the monk is releasing water! yes, didn't they keep talking a lot before? Maybe it's just about releasing water! ”

"York, that's enough, you've seen it before, it's the man who has been talking, not the little girl, what's wrong with that little girl? You hate her so much? ”

York gritted his teeth, what was he supposed to say? Tell Muroya that hillbilly rejected his invitation? It's so humiliating.

"Forget it, York, I don't care about what happened between you, but you lost the gamble to me, don't look for me again this month."

"Murojia!"

Murojia ignored York, turned around and disappeared, presumably having left the virtual network.

"Damn, hateful, damnable!" York's face is hideous, and his Murojia actually doesn't listen to him!

Couldn't Murojia be considerate of him? Knowing that it was his job to help Shengluo City improve its ranking, if Shengluo City continued to be at the bottom, he would lose his job!

No, you can't blame Murojia, Murojia helped herself a lot, so ...... It's all that hillbilly's fault!

Soon, Dongfang Zitang won ten consecutive victories, and each time it was a one-move kill. Because he is a newcomer, Dongfang Zitang has only been paid attention to by very few people, and has not caused any turmoil.

After getting the reward, Dongfang Zitang sat aside thoughtfully, and the fire fox dogged Dongfang Zitang's thigh.

"Mistress, are you still comfortable? How's the strength? Is it better to be heavier or lighter? ”

"A little heavier."

"Okay."

Firefox increased the strength in his hands, and he knew that the hostess liked excitement.

And Dongfang Zitang actually just answered casually, and her mind was spent on communicating with Qingmo. When Firefox thought that Dongfang Zitang was enjoying his massage wholeheartedly, Dongfang Zitang communicated with Qingmo and asked Qingmo to get her a businessman's identity.

Relying on the arena to make a fortune is too slow, Dongfang Zitang doesn't want to stay in Xuanwu City for hundreds of years.

"Okay, that's it."

Dongfang Zitang said suddenly.

Firefox was startled: "Don't want it?" "He's still researching the latest massage techniques!

"No, it's about to start." After Dongfang Zitang finished speaking, he left here in a flash.

Firefox looked dazed, what did the hostess mean?

Firefox hurriedly sent a message to Dongfang Zitang again, asking Dongfang Zitang what he meant by what he said just now.

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