She stood up slowly, her long ink-colored hair slid down her chest, a shallow smile suddenly appeared on her beautiful face as fine as white porcelain, her deep eyes were dotted with stars, and Chi Shu's delicate and picturesque face was reflected in the intoxicating light, she leaned over slightly, bowed deeply to the man who was as cold as a dream, and her voice was low, "Although I am still weak in the eyes of Lord Chi, since you chose me at the beginning, please believe me, okay?" I should have my own strength and ability, as well as a high-profile past, even if I am the pet of Master Chi, I must be the best one, right? ”

So, please wait for her, and wait for her to return to the Futu Palace with her name.

But whether she will win, she does not know. There are moments when she always feels that the world is unfair, and maybe at that moment she also wants to be the feeling that the world longs for. But what she is desperately fighting for is sometimes something that others are born with.

So, she wanted to break them. Grab those things and shred them up.

The next day, the ancient gods fought World War II, Sang Wushi did not miss the time, and still walked step by step to the cloud and fog layer in the midst of thousands of people's attention, and stepped on the majestic cloud ring of red gold. She didn't have a trace of hesitation, nor a trace of timidity, everyone was looking forward to her opponent, that Yi Ze Immortal Monarch, to take the stage again. She is also extremely looking forward to and affirming, because she said that she will make him lose not only one game, but always lose and lose.

Therefore, when Sang Wushi stood in the ring for a long time, and after the unruly red shadow was silent for a long time under the gaze of everyone, the petite moon-clothed figure slowly appeared opposite Sang Wushi through the clouds and mist, and everyone was even more surprised.

Sang Wushi didn't know what to say, let alone what attitude to face her. Yuan Qichen is just a clown jumping off the beam to her compared to Yi Ze. It is true that she will not let go of the woman in front of her easily, but it is not now. At that time, she found Yi Ze's shadow in the empty cloud ring, but Yuan Qichen smiled lightly, "I'll fight in the ring." She said.

Her voice was still soft and tactful, light and firm, but it was drowned out in the laughter of thousands of people outside the arena. Sang Wushi knew what everyone was talking about, probably because Yi Ze was scared and got a woman to replace him. And she was silent and didn't do anything, hoping that the ridicule would last longer.

"I'm here to fight in the ring. She repeated it again, and there was already a hint of coldness and impatience on her soft little face. Sang Wushi looked at her lonely white figure, and suddenly lost interest and patience. He didn't even summon the Soul Eater, he raised his whip and rushed over, but he was obscured by a sudden cloud of white clouds, and then the layers of thick fog gradually changed color, gradually dyed with a layer of black mist.

After several pursuits, Yuan Qichen was mainly defensive, and he was so uninterested that he suddenly grabbed his flaws and stepped on the wind, and when he intercepted his waist, it was a whip!

However, the whip that should have gone directly to the sky, she never thought that she actually caught it, and the condensed black shadow in the white fog in the sky instantly soared, directly revealing a pure black solitary fox, floating among the clouds, with a huge body, and the tail, like a dark sword in the night, swept sharply and awe-inspiring across the huge clouds behind it. And those eyes, glowing with stubbornness and firmness, looked straight at her.

The field was boiling for a while, and the screams were endless.

Sang Wushi's purple whip lightly wrapped around her waist and placed himself in the center of the ring. She looked up at the huge black shadow on the clouds, and her golden eyes, which were originally silent, suddenly rippled in circles, her red lips were slightly hooked, and a trace of excitement flashed in her eyes. So far, she had never seen a race fighting with a prototype, and everyone was careful to protect their own body, and once the body died, there was nothing left. I never thought that this Thousand Mountain Fox Clan was still so strong, and in an instant, Sang Wushi's heart became excited.

And it was at that time that the figure of the black fox gradually disappeared into the thick white clouds. But in an instant, a black shadow shuttled through the clouds above her head, bringing up bursts of fierce strength to attack Sang Wushi on the field! She took the whip and stared around at the white mist that was so dense that it was almost invisible, and the noise between the clouds of the four seas was also cut off, she closed her eyes and listened to the movements around her, but in the next moment, a burst of black mist suddenly erupted under her feet, and the speed was so fast that without a hint of warning, Sang suddenly jumped up and jumped into the clouds in mid-air!

And at that moment, the black shadow once again attacked the ground of the red gold ring, and began to destroy the pillars of the ring, destroying all the places where she could land. Sang was helpless, the red shadow flew in mid-air for a while, and the black shadow that was faint in the cloud rushed over with a slowing down!

Sang pulled back suddenly, but his strength was not as strong as it. But there was no trace of panic on her face, but she became more and more calm, because she actually thought that such a battle was very interesting, much more fun than fighting Yi Ze, at least Yuan Qichen was stumped for her now. With a smile, Sang let go of the devouring spirit from time to time, took off into the air, spun in the air, and waved a brilliant light curtain with his red sleeves, isolating the black fox's counterattack. Soul devouring cannot be destroyed, and the perception of it by others is too shallow.

"Devouring the Soul, come out!" As soon as Sang Wushi's clear voice fell, the original white sky and white ground were covered with a layer of dark purple light that swept over the sky, like a mountain rain about to come, and the breath of the whole world was suddenly full of suffocating depression. Sang Wushi was silent above a cloud in a flying red dress, his eyebrows were cold, but his eyes were bright and compelling. Nothing in this world can resist the power of the Spirit Eater, because it can devour the spiritual power of the major races. The red clothes fluttered, she was still silent, looking at the black shadow that seemed to be retreating in the dense fog in front of her, she slowly hooked her lips, "Don't run, didn't you have a good time just now?" At this time, she didn't need to do anything at all, she was moving quickly in the air, and she would soon be able to force out the prototype of Yuan Qichen with the powerful aura of the Spirit Devourer. But she didn't hit the black shadow after a few lashes, because she thought it was much more fun to tame a prototype fox.

Behold, the weak love to flee in panic, and they surrender only in strength. When the red sleeves flew, another whip of awe-inspiring momentum hit a cloud, and suddenly the white clouds scattered, the aura shattered, and a black fox's scream and hiss sounded. Sang Wushi's voice was mocking and contemptuous, "What? Is that coward also watching you on stage? Then he should be able to see you being beaten?"