It doesn't matter if you lose, the score becomes 2 to 2, and then there is a fifth game, let Miss Qianjue go directly, a mouthful of Vermilion Bird Nanming is out of the fire, and it is not bad to blow it to death directly, and it is not bad to end the battle 3 to 2.

"Hahaha! Or Purple Girl, you are reasonable. Jing Xuan was very happy, and did not forget to praise Zi Qianmo for a few words, and happily went to the arena.

But no one expected that on the side of Xingchen Pavilion, it was not Deng Ruan, but Mo Qiu.

Mo Qiuna was a cultivator in the Purple Mansion period.

As soon as I stood there, the whole person was like a towering giant tree, exuding a chilling momentum.

Mo Qiu stared at Jing Xuan.

Jing Xuan: "......"

Spicy chicken!

How is it different from what was expected?

If it is Deng Ruan in the middle of the congenital stage, he will work a little harder, and some will fight; But if it's Mo Qiu in the Purple Mansion Period, he'll still be a fart, it's cool.

Thinking of the coercion he had pretended to be there before, Jing Xuan suddenly felt a deep sense of pain.

Ay.

What can I do?

Mo Qiu didn't keep staring at Jing Xuan, but remained silent, and shifted his gaze to Si Junli, the seat of the Rilun Pavilion.

Master.

Because of the relationship between the soul imprint of Jijin, Mo Qiu and Si Junli can directly communicate with their souls from a long distance.

This kind of soul transmission is not heard by the outside world at all, and it is absolutely confidential.

What's the matter?

Si Junli heard the voice, and also raised his head, just sweeping in the direction of Mo Qiu on the arena.

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air.

Master and servant are connected.

With the meeting of eyes, you can instantly understand what the other party means.

Leave it up to the host. Mo Qiu's voice was very respectful, and his eyes were even more obedient, how to fight the next battle.

Si Junli thought for a while and said: Just fight casually, just let him win.

This "he", obviously, is Jing Xuan, the little emperor of the guide moon.

The matter between Jing Xuan and Qian Jue, Si Junli knows.

The conversation between Jing Xuan and Qian Jue just now, Si Junli also heard it.

Si Junli is not a child anymore, and he also understands a little bit about emotional matters.

How can a man lose face in front of a beloved woman?

Even if Si Jun leaves him, even if he dies, he will not lose face in front of Zi Qianmo!

This is the persistence of men.

Be! Mo Qiu replied respectfully, everything was according to your master's orders.

The fourth game has begun.

Jing Xuan originally thought that he was going to be cold.

But he never thought that this game would develop in such a strange direction.

This Mo Qiu - released the water.

It's not a very subtle release, but a very blatant release.

If you don't attack, you just stand still.

Not even defensive!!

This is the most, the defense is not defensive, standing there like a stake, whatever you want.

It's like a super master unloads all his equipment and lets you kill him, kill him, kill him.

Jing Xuan: "......"

The feeling of pie falling from the sky, probably that's it.

He slapped at Mo Qiu.

Mo Qiu didn't dodge or dodge, and even had a feeling that he sent his chest hard to Jing Xuan's palm, for fear that he wouldn't be able to reach it.

Jing Xuan's palm was not ambiguous, it used ten percent of his strength, and Mo Qiu was beaten directly, because there was no condensed spiritual power and Gang Qi defense on the surface of his body, so he was directly beaten and vomited blood.

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