As his last word landed, everyone flocked to him.

But in the end, they were all preempted by an extremely fast white figure.

The north wind is whistling on the hanging platform of life and death, and it has just entered late autumn, and the wind is like a cold winter blowing on the face.

The girl in white stood with her hands in her hands, like a stubborn white lotus flower in the cold wind, blooming extremely brightly in the cracks of the mountains and rocks.

But it also looks extremely weak.

It's just that under the clear apricot eyes, you can vaguely see its tenacious nature.

Yun Qi swept away the people who retreated to the cliff of life and death, and finally landed on Gu Yi and Xiao Hongumbrella, who were standing quietly in the crowd.

They stood side by side with Zhong Ling'er in the viewing seat and looked at her.

What's going on in the ring......

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