"Come on, White Tea, and let me see how much you can do."

As soon as Bai Cha's right foot stepped into the ring, he heard an arrogant voice on the other side, which sounded good, Wen Ru felt like a playboy at first glance, but it was not as good as Meng Qinghuan's voice, not to mention Lucifer's gentleness and calmness.

I saw Hua Yueye wearing a pink and white robe, I don't know if it was deliberately made for a pair with Freya, it looked a little out of place with his face, especially the pink fan, which made Bai Cha not know what to say.

"Miss Bai, it's still too late to admit defeat." Hua Yueye jumped in a jump, countless petals floated on him and fell on the stage, the visual effect of his tricks was really good, there were peach blossoms everywhere when he shot, and even his dragon was the pink of Sao Bao.

Bai Cha was silent, and the people of country Z were also silent, and there was an extremely strange silence in the somewhat noisy viewing area, and the people around him frequently reviewed.

I saw the people of country Z stunned in their seats, rolling their eyes and looking at each other, that scene was a little joyful.

"Let's go!"

The referee gave an order, but neither of them moved, and it was a little strange for Hua Yueye to see Bai Cha standing in place.

"Didn't Miss Bai bring her own dragon to the stage? Do you want to show mercy to some of your subordinates?" There is something strange about the moonlit night.

The dragon knight's dragon and man are counted as a quota, and they can fight in the ring together, wouldn't Bai Cha lose half of his strength for no reason?

Bai Cha still didn't speak, didn't even move, Hua Yueye was even more strange, just wanted to say a few more words only to hear a scream in his ear, Hua Yueye turned his head in shock, but found that the pink dragon on his shoulder had turned into a point of light from the ground and returned to his heart.

Dragon knight, if the host dies, it is real death, but dragons are different, if the dragon is seriously injured or dies, it will turn into energy and return to the host's body to recover, but this process takes a long time, and it will not recover completely in a year and a half.

During this period, the human race will only have one-third of its original strength, and its strength will be greatly reduced.

And what made Hua Yueye even more frightened was that he didn't even feel the slightest murderous aura just now, which means that as long as Bai Cha wanted to, he could kill himself casually.

Anyway, in the last World Series, Hua Yueye almost squeezed into the top ten in the world, both in terms of actual combat experience and actual ability, he has experienced countless battles.

Muscles have memory, and automatic dodging when encountering danger is the basic skill of a master.

But just now, Hua Yueye didn't feel anything, and his dragon had already left the ground, which made him feel a palpitation, and his brain was blank when he "buzzed".

"Mr. Flower Moon Night, it's too late to admit defeat."

The quiet voice was circling around as if it was a soul-inducing ring, and it was in the ears of Hua Yueye, which he had just said to Bai Cha pretentiously, and anyone could hear the contempt and disdain in his words.

But now, the white tea has been returned to him as it is.

It wasn't until now that the white tea disappeared into the ring in front of Hua Yueye's eyes, and Hua Yueye realized that it was not that the white tea did not move, but that the white tea was too fast, and what was in front of her was just a phantom.

"Damn! Don't underestimate me!" Hua Yueye roared angrily, and the pink silk folding fan in his hand lit up a circle of golden text, petals***, and countless peach petals formed a tornado like a sandstorm, and the sky was overwhelmingly gathered towards the white tea.

Hua Yueye can stand firm in the top twenty positions, of course, it is not a dragon who barely squeezes into the A-rank, in addition to his own excellence, the folding fan in his hand is also made by the people of the Hundred Flowers Hall to collect all kinds of treasures

As the little prince of the Hundred Flowers Palace, Hua Yueye is naturally the pearl in his palm.

The petals are as sharp as blades, and the pollen is highly poisonous, and Hua Yueye looked at the white tea, and a pink halo flashed in her eyes.

"Cha Cha, don't make a fuss."

Hua Yueye's voice suddenly softened, and her soft intestines turned like feathers teasing a kitten, charming and spoiled.

Offstage, the breath on Lucifer's body suddenly cooled down, and he didn't know his own mother who knew that he should go on stage to beat this thing.

Tea tea?

He hasn't called this name yet, don't make a fuss, where did you get your face?

Freya's face darkened, and she now suddenly regretted why she hadn't just disabled this person in the game.

Cha Cha is also what you can call?

As for Meng Qinghuan and Xiang Nan, they almost covered their faces in unison, a little miserable.

What the hell does this sao bao think, he actually wants to use kitsch to control white tea? The premise of your use of flattery is that this person is a normal person, just by virtue of the white tea and the straight girl of the steel bar.

Besides, it's one thing to succeed or not, just with Bai Cha's emotional intelligence, she probably doesn't understand what you're doing.

Sure enough, as soon as Hua Yueye finished saying this, he saw a sea of blood surging behind Bai Cha, and there was no wind and three feet of waves, which directly engulfed his petals tornado, and Hua Yueye lost contact with his petals in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Hua Yueye felt a pain in her cheeks, and her neck was twisted back uncontrollably by a force, and the whole person was beaten out like a twist.

Bai Cha rubbed his fists, his expression was very calm, as if nothing had happened.

Hua Yueye covered her face and looked at Bai Cha in disbelief, as if she had seen a ghost, and her voice became weird.

"You, are you human?" Hua Yueye sat on the ground and pointed to the white tea and said loudly, "Am I not good-looking?"

"It's pretty." White tea is inexplicable.

"Then don't you think I'm just very good-looking!" Hua Yueye was furious, and couldn't figure out how his twenty years of penance had failed.

His charm is love, both men and women eat, up to the child who is just beginning to fall in love, down to the old man and lady who are concerned about his heart, although he was defeated by Asteria in the last World Series, but when this trick was used, even the world's No. 1 Asteria hesitated for a moment to reveal a little flaw, how to face white tea is useless.

And the white tea in front of him still looked inexplicable: "Just now? You said your eyes suddenly changed color?"

Moonlit Night: "......"

How else!

"No, why aren't you impressed? Are you emotionless?" Hua Yueye's whole person is not good, the more inexplicable the white tea, the more strange he is, Freya has said openly that she likes white tea, and they stick together every day, how can white tea not be touched at all?

Don't?

Thinking of this, Hua Yueye's eyes suddenly lit up, and she shouted excitedly in front of everyone, "No wonder you are not tempted by me! White tea, you don't like Freya at all, do you?"

White Tea was inexplicable: "Huh?"

"My trick is to follow the path of love, as long as there is affection in your heart, you will be affected, and you have not been affected at all, which means that you have no affection for Freya at all." Hua Yueye swore and pointed at Freya and said, "You don't like her at all!"

What kind of statement is this?

White tea is really strange, she knows what she is pretending to be in her heart, this person doesn't blame herself for not being able to learn how to start splashing dirty water.

"I like it." Bai Chajue's hands were itchy, and she felt that the punch just now might have been light: "You have to be influenced to prove whether there is love in your heart? The failure of such a chicken trick hit you so hard? Then you set up a stall to test whether the little couple loves each other or not, why do you want to participate in the World Series?"

Anyway, many girls like to ask their boyfriends if they love her, so you just go to someone else and calculate it, what are you doing here.

Everyone in the audience was silent, the most famous thing in the Hundred Flowers Hall is the charm of the arts, it is rumored to be the descendant of the demon concubine Daji, at the peak of the moment a smile shook the heart of an army, in this was actually said to be a chicken rib by white tea, I don't know if the ancestor of the Hundred Flowers Hall will crawl out of the coffin and point to the nose of the white tea and scold.

"Also, you'd better save some strength." Bai Cha clenched his fists and smiled dangerously, "Otherwise, it will be a lot less fun if you can't call it."

Hua Yueye looked puzzled, what do you mean that you can't call it? But in the next second, he understood.

The game of white tea and flower moon night is neat

It lasted for more than half an hour, and the audience watched it with grinning teeth for more than half an hour.

I saw that the white tea was beaten up, picking up the most painful place to punch to the flesh, Hua Yueye was beaten and screamed, and if he admitted defeat, he was beaten into a wail after several circles in his mouth, and he couldn't scream at all.

The people of the Hundred Flowers Hall were originally not used in this game, because the original opponent of Hua Yueye was Freya, and Freya is recognized by everyone as a good god, and you will only lose gently when you play against her, and you will not even be seriously injured, which is also the reason why Freya has many followers and the god of love is highly praised.

Therefore, the Hundred Flowers Hall was busy with their own affairs, knowing that their young master would definitely fail, it was not a big deal, and they did not go to watch the battle, but when they received the news and hurried over, Hua Yueye had been beaten by Bai Cha happily.

"Throw in the towel! We throw in the towel!" The first attendants of the Hundred Flowers Hall were frightened and their legs were weak, and they hurriedly surrendered, Hua Yueye was the pearl of the hall master's palm, if something happened to them, they couldn't eat and walk.

Bai Cha snorted coldly, and then threw Hua Yueye down, and only then did she jump out of the ring when the referee announced the victory.

Who knows, before she could stand firmly, a pink figure rushed over again.

Once raw and twice ripe, the white tea was ready this time, and the long arm firmly supported Freya's thighs and held Freya steadily.

"Chacha, you just confessed to me!" Freya hugged Bai Cha's neck, rubbing against Bai Cha's neck in front of everyone, and Bai Cha felt like her neck was about to spark.

"Cha Cha, you just said you like me!"

"Cha Cha, are you jealous!"

"Chacha, you beat that lewd man for me!"

Thanks to Bai Cha covering Freya's mouth in time, otherwise I don't know what Freya will say in public.

Although, even if the white tea reacts quickly, based on Freya's performance just now, the white tea can guess what tomorrow's news headlines will be.

"Miss Freya, it's too eye-catching here, why don't you go to the rest area with your master." Lucifer walked over consciously, his broad back blocking the sight of a group of people behind him, and gently persuaded, "There will be no Miss Contest next."

Freya is jealous.

I have eaten Mo Ziye's vinegar, Xiang Nanmengqinghuan's vinegar, and even Athena's vinegar, but what makes the white tea a little strange is that Freya doesn't seem to eat Lucifer's vinegar at all, and is even very obedient.

For example, now, if Mo Ziye said this, Freya would definitely give Mo Ziye a face, but it was Lucifer who said this, and Freya didn't even refute it, and jumped off Bai Cha and pulled Bai Cha away.

Maybe Bai Cha is really tired these days, and as soon as she came back, Freya jumped up and down to the kitchen to warm the milk for Bai Cha herself, and when she returned to the room, she found that Bai Cha had fallen asleep.

It was rare for Baicha to sleep so peacefully, Freya breathed a sigh of relief and took a sip of her hot milk, but she was so hot that she stuck out her tongue again and again, and quickly put the milk down.

Strange, the milk cup feels just the right temperature when you pick it up? Why does it taste so hot!

Freya stuck out her tongue, a little distressed.

"Miss Freya, it's best to pour a hot drink on the back of your hand to test the temperature, there is a difference between the conduction of the glass and the real temperature of the liquid."