Chapter 51: The Little Maniac of the Evil Ghost King

The first son of the Qingfeng Dynasty covered his right eye, his posture was elegant, and he sat in his seat coldly, puzzled.

was punched and swollen by the gentle and obedient eldest lady of the Yun family, and her eyes were full of threats, like a child from a martial arts family.

The cowardly second lady of the Yun family simply and rudely threw the Red Dragon candidate, who was known for her violence, out of the venue, and had a domineering and lazy momentum.

How long has it been since we last met?

The wind was shocked, and he looked at the little uncle, who was known as a demon, only to find that the little uncle, who had always been cold, used the same habit as his mother, and seemed to glance here without a trace.

The table is going to be knocked out by your fingers, uncle.

Could it be that there is too much pressure in my heart, knowing that I want to marry my little uncle, and the two young ladies are cruel one by one, hoping to suppress the uncle?

Mo Yue, who was already a personal weapon in the eyes of everyone, lazily held her chin, feeling that she was a little energetic to mess around with a child.

Unlike before, only hatred for that person can arouse a little thought of still being alive.

The black hair was simply pulled up, and now it fell on the girl's shoulder, the breeze blowing, the hair fluttering, what should have been a quiet and beautiful gesture, but it was ruined by the domineering smile at the corner of the mouth.

The noble queen sat lazily among the proud sons of the sky, and in her red eyes was the pride of self-esteem, like a dazzling main star shrouded in slightly shiny stardust. The two mortal emperors sat majestically, like the queen's loyal and uncaring courtiers.

Qing Huan suddenly closed his narrow phoenix eyes, his slender and pale hands intertwined, tightly pursed his purple-red lips, and swallowed the smell of blood gushing out of his throat.

It's time to pick up the pace.

Otherwise, he would be unable to hold on.

The decay inside the body is a sharp pain in the flesh all the time, and the little collapse of the spiritual veins has already made him jump to the limit of his reason.

He's sure he'll hold on to her!

"Qingfeng Dynasty Qingluan wins!"

The little princess of the Qingfeng Dynasty, who is good at martial arts, smiled softly, put the halberd that was still dripping with blood in her hand into the palm of her hand, and walked off the field with a thousand demeanors.

However, in the time of a pillar of incense, the young master of the Rising Sun Eagle was beaten to the point of bleeding and fell out of the arena.

Yun Yu just frowned, but was slapped by the white tiger squatting on her head.

The sound of the divine beast's taunt drilled into the sea of knowledge.

"You're a disciple of the God of War, and you're worried about what these little fish and shrimp are doing."

"Yes."

After waiting for a long time, the warm sun gradually fell, and the wind came as scheduled, blowing the "hunting sound" of Yun Fei's clothes on the field.

"Yun Jia Yun Fei."

"Canghai Sect Lanlin."

The second daughter gave up, and the next second was not out of the contract beast, and fought directly.

Mo Yue looked down at the little apprentice's play, nodded with satisfaction, and by the way, she gave a cruel glance to dispel the wind and dust that came over to ask about the situation.

The contract beast that can urge the strong will win, so it is the fairest to fight with bare hands.

Good conduct.

"Second Miss, Lin heard that you and Yu'er have obtained the inheritance of the God of War?"

Lin Mian, who was separated by a vacant seat, was reluctant to take on a heavy responsibility after being glanced at by the sons of the world, but he also came to ask gently.

Mo Yue seemed to smile, broke off the handle nearby, crushed it into slag, and waited until the scum fell to the ground in powder, and then said leisurely: "Canghai Sect is still inconclusive, Ling dare not say more."

Lin Mian broke out in a cold sweat, feeling even more terrifying than facing the coercion of his father's immortal beasts.

This is a weapon of human nature, it is clearly a fierce beast of human nature!