Ye Qingli held his stomach and couldn't help laughing, and this was all he asked for for a long time.

"Why, now that the level has risen, the buns have begun to take the customized route."

Ye Qingli remembered the buns that Qingyun had seen before, and finally understood why, the money went faster than running water.

It turns out that people's buns are already customized versions, with thin skin, plenty of meat, enough soup, and the price is also not out of the ordinary.

Qingyun seemed to be grabbed by the little tail and smiled hehehehe, so he was not weak: "It's not the master's blessing~"

"Hmph, sure enough, this time is the master. You're the master at another time. Ye Qingli teased.

"Hey, I'm sorry, please take care of me." Qingyun is the sweetest.

Ye Qingli didn't look at it.

I don't look at it either.

Qingyun pointed to this battle situation and said, "Master, you will definitely be seriously injured when you go up, and no one can resist it." ”

"Thank you for your good words."

Ye Qingli did see a lot of people gathering, and the "corpses are all over the field" in the square, and the mess is being cleaned up by the staff.

The survivors who still stood fearlessly in the square.

Those who survive this life-and-death struggle!

Ye Qingli patronized and talked to Qingyun, so he missed the most intense part of the fight in the second half, only to see the last tragic and bloody ending.

The original dueling arena was a grassy green space, but now it is mixed in with a dazzling bright red.

The interweaving of colors is not weird, and it is obvious how fanatical this battle situation is!

The black-uniformed personnel carried the howling crowd onto stretchers and hurriedly evacuated.

After all, this is a dueling arena, and it needs to be maintained in its original cleanliness, which represents the majesty of the royal family!

In a few moments, except for the bloodstained darkness in the square, it was basically impossible to see the slightest of the original casualties.

"In the first half, there are eight thousand and thirty-one players left!" The referee's majestic voice rang out here.

Officially, because there are still many remaining players and a large base, there is still no big problem in placing a few hundred people in it.

Ye Qingli said: "There are more than 200 players in that list. ”

She was one of them, and she took a quick look in the middle of the crowd and confirmed a fact.

This referee has actually secretly added their group to the implicit list.

"Huh. Interesting. Ye Qingli looked at the people who were cheering in the black pressure underground.

There is a three-hour break and a tough battle in the afternoon.

The announced plan is to weed out more than 7,000 and leave only 500 candidates.

Tomorrow, it will be the final, and among these last people, the final winner will be picked out and stand at the top of this 50,000-strong crowd.

Ye Qingli smiled so unbelievably: "Isn't this an audition?" Auditions on an unprecedented scale. ”

In the past, there were rich people who auditioned for wives, but now in terms of its scale, it can be said that it is even better.

Or a confrontation of real forces!

Ye Qingli watched with a smile in his eyes as the people who had registered in the central square scattered in all directions, flocking to the people who were greeting him on the side.

Drinking water, being condoled, and so on.

It's like a scene of halftime in an official game.

Ye Qingli casually glanced around, originally just in a leisurely mood, but when he saw a person's cheeks again, his body shook.