Yesterday, this beauty was dressed in a light goose yellow dress, stained with blood all over her body, and came from the Bladeworth of the Sea of Chaos, and the first time he saw her, he fell in love with her.

It's just that today's green clothes look a little more cold than the beauty.

The beauty smiled at the corner of her lips and handed the peeled grapes to Ye Huaixin's mouth,

"Since the young master likes it, I want Ziyue to help the young master and welcome this little beauty into the building, Ziyue and Yuehong will love her as their own sister."

Ye Huaixin looked at Sang Luo in the virtual realm, raised his hand to grab the soft wattle of the purple-clothed beauty, took the grapes in her hand, and licked his fingers lightly on the tip of his tongue,

"Don't worry, she's different from you."

The purple-clothed beauty felt the soft touch of her fingertips, and even her back was a little crispy, but he was not happy to hear Ye Huaixin's words,

"In the young master's heart, Ziyue is so inferior to others?"

"How so?"

Ye Huaixin looked at her eyes full of affection,

"Ziyue, you are unique in my heart."

"I mean, this woman is from the Sea of Chaos."

Ziyue was slightly stunned when she listened,

"Sea of Chaos? From the sea? How is this possible? ”

The breath of chaos on the sea is rich, and there are many killing machines, not to mention the sharks in the deep sea, even if it is a group of magic horn sharks in the shallow sea, killer whale beasts, if encountered, they are all nine deaths!

What's more, on the sea, the breath of chaos is strong, and it is extremely strong for monks.

How could she, from the sea?

Ye Huaixin leaned on the arms of the beauty in red, but his eyes were looking at the light cyan figure in the virtual realm,

"The cultivation of the Divine Realm, but she arrived in this place of exile from the Sea of Chaos unharmed, no matter how you look at it, this woman is not simple!"

Regardless of the dangers at sea, just by virtue of the rich breath of chaos, she was able to walk here unharmed, which proved that this woman was not simple.

Moreover, what kind of place is this place of exile, monks from all walks of life gathered, and a pot of flowers fell from the roof of the building and hit ten people, nine of whom were extremely vicious.

How suspicious it is for such a delicate and weak beautiful little girl to appear here.

No matter how Rao is Sang Luo thought, he never thought that his suspicion would be in appearance.

Moreover, it is not because of his appearance that he is despised, but because he attracts more... Fearful.

“………”

In the God Transformation Realm arena, Sang Luo was not in a hurry to go down to participate in the battle.

When she came to the battle just now, the outcome was decided, and she couldn't see these people's tricks in action, and she didn't know how the transformation realm and cultivation power of this exiled land was.

When the cultivation reaches a certain level, the threshold of the realm is only an approximation, and the level of combat power can sometimes be much, much worse.

The arena of the Transformation Realm occupies the seventh level of the Shura Tower, with a circular corridor surrounding the tower, and a battle platform hanging high in the center of the tower.

The battle here is a ring format.

Those who win can play all the time, while those who lose will have their points cleared and will be knocked into the abyss.

At this moment, everyone is looking at the direction of the battle platform, the strong man with a sword on the stage has won three consecutive games, and next, he is facing the 'God of War' in this Shura Tower.

It is said that this person came to the Shura Pagoda half a year ago, and fought from the Yuan Infant Realm to the Transformation God Realm, and never lost the record, and was called the 'God of War' by the gamblers in the Shura Tower.

The circular iron cage slowly rose from the abyss, and the young man's blue hair and bloody clothes appeared in the public's field of vision.

My quacky innocent silly goose is finally out again!

The fourth more ~