The second round began soon, but Meng Changsheng had no intention of going down.

Nine Heavens can become one of the top ten teams, not like the Ice Lotus team's luck, they are all powerful people.

Xu Muzhou looked at the modest and polite Meng Changsheng on the stage, and his face kept smiling bitterly.

After a moment's hesitation, he looked at his deputy head of the regiment.

Dressed in a pink uniform, with two snow-white down flowers on his shoulders, and two shallow dimples on his face, he is incredibly beautiful.

Although she is very cute and loli, no one sits beside her, and even Xu Muzhou is a certain distance away from her.

"Well, it seems that I have to be out of the horse, otherwise, this team will be killed and overturned."

The girl stood tall and tall, and a long, slender sword like a poisonous snake poked out of her waist.

With a star of cold and poisonous intent, the girl strode forward and walked in front of Meng Changsheng with a posture that was even more majestic than most of the masters.

"Well, you're good-looking, so, are you ready to fight a beautiful girl like me?"

Meng Changsheng smiled, but he raised his head with his sword held high, and looked at her with extremely serious eyes.

At this time, a voice sounded behind Meng Changsheng.

"Pretty girl? And what about me......

Dressed in white and with a white sword, Xiang Duxiu, who had an inexplicable chill, laughed softly and walked up lightly.

The eyes of the two crossed Dream Changsheng, and they collided together, shooting bursts of sparks in midair.

Meng Changsheng frowned, slightly displeased.

At this time, Leng Meiying's voice came.

"Changsheng, come back!"

The voice is calm, but it reveals a domineering spirit that cannot be questioned.

Meng Changsheng was slightly stunned, when did Leng Meiying's voice be so domineering and unique?

Suddenly, Meng Changsheng felt that he was very far away from Leng Meiying, and between him and Leng Meiying, it seemed that there was an invisible shackle, and even he could clearly feel it.

This feeling is as if you are treating an unsurpassable predecessor.

Trying to think back, Leng Meiying has gone from a waste to the leader of everyone, and it has only been less than a few months!

In this time, has Leng Sleep changed anything? Nothing, it seems, has changed.

As always, as beautiful, as ever, it is incomprehensible, and as always, it is overwhelming......

With a light sigh in his heart, Meng Changsheng stepped down from the ring, jumped onto the stands, and jumped onto the stands.

And on the stage, there were two women left!

To be precise, a woman, with a woman dressed as a man.

Xiang Duxiu's appearance is really successful, at least, if she doesn't say it, no one can see through her true identity.

The nine-day-old beautiful girl in front of her is no exception.

"Yo, doesn't this brother want me to be bullied by others? Hehe, what a good heart, then, you lie down! ”

The girl raised her hand slightly, and lightly touched her plain hand.

The breeze is traceless, as if it is just a random point, there is no fluctuation of fighting spirit, there is no momentum rotation, everything is just so bland.

However, Xiang Duxiu, who was ten meters away, shook suddenly, and then his head shook violently as if he had been hit hard.

It was as if a giant hammer had struck her head, and the neatly tied black hair was scattered and flew into the air.