"What should I do? The application cannot be canceled, and the dead woman is going to be finished. "Si Jitian is worried.

"No need to cancel." Si Yutian was very calm.

"Okay, since the fourth brother said that there is no need to cancel, then it will not be canceled." Si Jitian's baby is really obedient to the fourth brother, "But when she is seriously injured, don't feel distressed." ”

Si Yutian's long eyelashes flickered slightly.

How is it possible not to feel distressed?

It's just that she doesn't like to hear him talk about those sweet words full of concern anymore.

When Si Jitian passed Ye Luo's application for a winning streak, there was another commotion on the side of several leaders.

"Hahaha!"

The ghost-eyed madman was already laughing like crazy, and he was laughing so badly, "Yunjing, you are really talented in the Cloud Fury Sect. The little girl of the fourth-order mad warrior also dares to start a winning streak? Did she think she was the second Tsuru? Can you win 100 consecutive victories in one fell swoop, and then advance to the four heavenly pride? Hahahahaha! ”

Yunjing Zhenren looked embarrassed, and his expression was a little cramped.

Yes, he also thinks that Ye Luo's move is too insignificant.

Even the Great Monarch of Silence glanced at Yunjing Zhenren with an incomprehensible look, and said, "Yunjing, this female disciple of your Yunfu Sect is too nonsense, and you are completely treating the Five Kingdoms Tianjiao Festival as a child's play."

Yunjing Zhenren's face was red, extremely ashamed, and there was no way to refute it.

It is a fact that Ye Luo's cultivation is of low level. It is also a fact that I applied for a streak challenge.

"Yunjing, the old man just saw that your Cloud Nu Sect's Zhuge Yan lost to Shui Yuhan in the first game and was out." The ghost-eyed madman reminded "kindly", "It's out earlier than the old man imagined, your cloud fury sword is going to belong to the old man and me." ”

Yunjing Zhenren let out a long sigh, closed his eyes, and under his long sleeves, a pair of fists couldn't help but clench.

Less than half an hour after the competition began, the Cloud Nu Sect's greatest hope, Zhuge Yan, was broken, and Ye Luo made such a move, making the Cloud Nu Sect a laughing stock for everyone.

"Ahh Cloudscape, look! On the second arena, Ling Hu'an of your Cloud Nu Sect was glanced at by the old man's apprentice Shen Yuye, and he fell. The Devil-Eyed Maniac let out a very excited laugh once more.

Yunjing's real body was shocked.

He looked in the direction pointed by the ghost-eyed madman, and found that Ling Hu'an didn't even have time to make a move, and was swept away by the night pupil of the night, and he was covered in cold sweat, kneeling on his knees, panting heavily, and in pain.

"Hahahaha! That Linghu An of your Cloud Fury Sect is simply vulnerable. Psychic power is too fragile. The ghost-eyed madman looked proud, "Yunjing, you Yunfu Sect has already broken two people, and the competition has only started for half an hour." ”

Yunjing Zhenren didn't want to talk at all.

But the ghost-eyed madman didn't intend to let him go: "Yunjing, don't close your eyes." The streak challenge over there on the fourth arena has begun, and the female doll of the fourth-order mad warrior of your Cloud Nu Sect is about to start the challenge of leapfrogging, ha......"

The ghost-eyed madman's laughter choked at once, like a duck choked by the neck.

Yunjing Zhenren was a little surprised.

Why don't you laugh at this?

Don't laugh, he's really a little unused to it.

The ghost-eyed madman swallowed his saliva, the centipede-like scar on his face, trembled, and his voice was a little dry: "She really won a game." Hehe. ”

Yunjing real people listened.

Ye Luo's winning streak challenge, won one?