Host...... Lord? What Lord?

Ling Xiyun was shocked again gorgeously! Seeing the respectful people with her fists on the stage, an idea suddenly arose in her heart, they ...... Could it be...... Talking about Na...... Rong Jingxuan bar?!!

But before she could deny this idea in her heart, Narong Jingxuan on the side played with the veil in her hand, raised her eyes and didn't even bother to open her mouth and let out a faint "um".

A thunderbolt struck Ling Xiyun's body, instantly scorching her thunder on the outside and tender on the inside!

Is there any mistake? Is it April Fool's Day?!

Lord? Narong Jingxuan, what kind of bullshit is he is! Isn't he the Seventh Prince! Don't tell her that he's the so-called champion of this ring match! The Extreme Frozen Snow Lotus is also his!! Start the international joke!

Ling Xiyun wants to close her eyes now and faint!

"Hoo ——!" All of a sudden, the sound of clothes rubbing against the wind, it seemed that another person was on stage. Ling Xiyun turned her head curiously to look over, but couldn't help but widen her eyes and shouted in surprise, "Narong Ye Yu!" Why are you here too?! ”

"Hmm." Narong Ye Yu nodded at Ling Xiyun, his eyes bent into a crescent shape. Then he turned his head to look at Narong Jingxuan, smiled and said gently, "Sorry, I'm late." ”

But in Ling Xiyun's opinion, they seem to have something to say! Also, why didn't Narong Yeyu call Narong Jingxuan Seventh Brother?

Belch...... Can anyone tell her what the hell is going on? Her veil, when she takes off her veil, will anyone recognize her as the Seventh Princess!

The audience in the audience was boiling, and some women began to make nymphomaniacs in their eyes when they saw Narong Jingxuan in a red robe!

"Wow! This is the legendary Lord! Sure enough, he looks so handsome! His silver mask, the evil is dead! ~~”

"Yes, if he could look at me, I would die without regrets!"

"Who the hell is that woman up there? How can the champion be so close to her! And also pulled her back from the edge of the ring! ”

"That's it! I'm so jealous of her! The Lord is so kind to her! ”

"Even the Eighth Prince is here, wow~~ The Eighth Prince really looks like a jade tree in the wind, you see that he is so gentle! I like him so much! ”

“……”

For the girl in the audience, Ling Xiyun listened to the words of one person after another, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching.

Is it necessary to do this, isn't it just a little more beautiful, a little demonic, there's no need for to be like this!

After playing with Ling Xiyun's veil for a while, Narong Jingxuan quietly tucked it into his sleeve, raised his feet and walked in the direction of Su Mofeng in the center of the ring.

When Su Mofeng saw Narong Jingxuan coming over, he immediately clenched his fists and lowered his head, and said in a trembling tone with a little admiration in fear: "Lord." ”

When his time is up, the power will backfire if he doesn't take the antidote! That powerful force seemed to break through his body, making his whole body unbearable and shaking!

Narong Jingxuan stopped in front of him and didn't speak, he looked at Su Mofeng's gaze and suddenly turned cold, like a biting cold wind in the cold winter!

Su Mofeng was stared at by him like this, and he began to feel a little frightened in his heart, and his spine was a little cold, but he still endured and maintained the action of holding his fists, lowering his head and not daring to move.

The surroundings were quiet, no one knew what Narong Jingxuan wanted to do, even Ling Xiyun looked at him with some curiosity.

Suddenly! A trace of killing flashed in Narong Jingxuan's eyes, his big red sleeve robe suddenly raised, and his five fingers together slapped Su Mofeng's chest with a palm!!

Su Mofeng didn't expect to be caught off guard at all, and he was rushed out of the ring by a strong force!

"Bang!" A loud bang passed through the backstage, and the dust suddenly flew down! Su Mofeng was covered in dust, and a mouthful of blood spurted out violently!