At this time, the eyes of everyone in the audience of the entire life and death platform have already seen the twelfth ring, that is, the ring where Win and Peony are located.

"What's going on!" the eyes of most of the people in the audience had already noticed the situation in Ring Twelve.

"Isn't it a ring match? ”

"Damn, there must be an insider!"

"This fat man is so cruel that he is not afraid of crushing such a thin chick under his body!" someone quipped.

"What's the matter with that dead fat man!" began to inquire about the identity of the winner dressed in the costume of the son of the witch palace.

"That's a fat man, a young man who is the head of the gluttonous clan!" replied to the winner. Because of the relationship between gluttonous bloodlines, their family is called a gluttonous family by the outside world.

"I don't think his cultivation is very good, but he has a hand in picking up girls!" Someone quickly looked up in the Baixiao list and found that the ranking of the winning goods was not high.

"People have money, they don't know it! It doesn't matter if they can't cultivate now...... People can kill you now even if they use money!" said a monk from the Witch Palace next to him, pointing to the monk who had slandered the winner. Although the scene was noisy and the sound was not loud, everyone was a monk, so they naturally heard it.

The monk who said that he didn't cultivate very well glared at the disciple of the Witch Palace, and when he saw that the disciple of the Witch Palace was also staring at him, he pursed his lips, but he didn't dare to say anything more. This is the territory of the Witch Palace, and if the fat man knows about it, it will be troublesome.

The whispered discussions in the audience came and went, and it was unexpectedly possible to see such an interesting scene. People are fighting to the death in the ring. It was only in this ring that ended up being such a dramatic scene.

Winning goods and peony mouth-to-mouth, sticking for half a minute. The dead fat man reluctantly left the fragrant lips under the watchful eye.

Peony wanted to be angry, but looked at the round face of the winning goods. My heart was actually soft, and all my anger was blown away by a wisp of breeze, but I just looked at the win with a resentful look in my eyes for a while, and after half a sound, I slowly said: "Go away, I want to get up!"

The winner reacted quickly, let go of the hands holding the peony and the two thick elephant legs wrapped around the peony's waist, jumped up from the ground, and then carefully helped the peony up from the ground.

"Seniors. I admit defeat!" After the winner helped Peony up, he respectfully said to the referee of the Battle Hall who had been quietly watching the play outside the ring.

With a strange smile on his face, the Warhall monk quietly gave a thumbs up to the winning, then nodded.

"What are you doing here! Obviously I lost!" said Peony with his head down, not looking at the winner.

"Peony, my heart has already lost to you, and now it's just one more ring match. Do you understand my heart?Peony!" Winner looked at Peony with affectionate eyes, and said slowly in a tender voice.

Even the Battle Hall Merge Monk on the side heard such a tender voice coming out of the mouth of a fat man who looked so strange. It was also a chill in his heart, and if he was replaced by a handsome and dashing monk, he might feel something else. But he had to admire the fat man's methods, for he had already seen the two red glows that had just descended from the peony's face rise again.

Peony looked up. looked at the round fat face of the winning goods seriously, and wanted to see even the slightest flaw from the winning face, but all she saw was a piece of sincerity and sincerity. A beautiful smile suddenly bloomed on Peony's face. Like a budding peony flower, it suddenly bloomed into an incomparably beautiful flower, which made the winning heart's heart tremble.

Peony nodded. Suddenly, he leaned into the winning ear and whispered, "Well, I see." We may have been destined by God! I'm waiting for you to propose!"

After Peony said this, he quickly turned around and ran away, leaving only the winner standing in the ring in a daze, watching Peony's figure disappear into the Oiran pie's box.

The War Hall monk looked at the appearance of the winning demented standing in place, saliva was about to flow from the corners of his mouth, and coughed heavily, and suddenly woke up the demented winning goods.

Winner raised his sleeve and stupidly wiped the saliva that was about to flow from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly the whole person clenched his fist and jumped up happily.

"Haha...... Haha...... "At this time, the winner was like an extremely weird fat monkey, jumping back into the audience in the strange eyes of everyone. The happiness came so suddenly that it almost knocked him unconscious.

On the other side of the audience, at this time, there was no one in Ying Zichen's three zhang except for Ying Qingwu, because a strong Xuanyin power was pouring out of Ying Zichen's body, and this Xuanyin power was extremely cold, and it was not at all something that ordinary monks could contend with. And sitting around Ying Zichen and Ying Qingwu were ordinary monks in the Witch Palace, and they could see from the clothes of the two that the two were people from the Spirit Hall of the Witch Palace, and they couldn't provoke them, so they avoided them one after another, leaving such an open space.

"How can this be!" Ying Zichen clenched his fists, and the sharp nails of his fingertips had been deeply buttoned into the flesh of his palm.

"How so? That fat man is better than me?"

"Why, why ......" Ying Zichen kept reading as if he had entered a magic barrier.

"Zichen, it's time for you to wake up!" Ying Qingwu was really worried when he looked at Ying Zichen's appearance.

"What's so good about that fat man! Why can't I compare to that fat man? Ying Zichen's face became more and more hideous, and thick green tendons like dragons erupted around his temples, and there was a faint red light in his eyes.

"Zichen, wake up!" Ying Qingwu looked at Ying Zichen's state and felt more and more that something was wrong with him, so he directly encouraged Zhen Yuan, and used Zhen Yuan to directly send the sound into his ears, and the word 'wake up' sounded in Ying Zichen's ears like a flood bell and a big Lu.

Ying Zichen's eyes gradually cleared up, he shook his head that was faintly painful, and he was faintly afraid for a while, he almost entered the demon barrier just now, but he didn't expect that he with the body of Xuanyin was usually at least calm, but just now he almost went crazy. After all, Ying Zichen was not an idle person, he quickly adjusted his mentality, and the Xuanyin Qi finally stopped pouring out of his body, but began to work in his body, and began to calm the restlessness in his heart.

Ying Qingwu looked at Ying Zichen's state of slowly relaxing, and he also slowly breathed a sigh of relief. It's just that he has vaguely guessed in his heart that the magic barrier in Ying Qingwu's heart is probably the dead fat man, not the peony fairy.

And in the box of the Oiran faction, a group of elders of the Oiran faction were staring at the peony standing at the bottom of the head.

"Peony, are you sure he will marry you?" asked an Oiran sect elder with a kind face who had already reached the merger stage of cultivation, looking at Peony. This is the strength of the second-rate sect, and it will be able to serve as the elder of the sect during the merger period.

Peony showed an affirmative look in his eyes, nodded and replied, "Elder, I'm sure." ”

"I know, you go down and have a good rest, get ready for the next round of the ring match, but you don't have too much hope, you are not so lucky in the next round, it is estimated that you will only lose, so you must be mentally prepared, don't let yourself be injured, you must protect yourself well, the next opponent will not be like a winner!" The elder nodded, with a satisfied smile on his face, and said kindly to Peony.

"Yes, Elder. Peony nodded, bowed respectfully, and slowly retreated to the other end of the box, into the circle of ordinary disciples. Those ordinary disciples immediately surrounded the peony, and the box resounded with the laughter and slapstick of warblers and swallows. Everyone began to make fun of Peony and Wins.

"Senior Sister Peony, what did you like about that fat man?" An innocent little junior sister of the Oiran faction asked the question that everyone had buried in their hearts.

Peony smiled lightly, glanced at everyone, and said slowly: "I fell in love with his tirelessness, he can pay for me, his sincerity, but the most important fate, so many rings finally divided the two of us together, and it was the first one, this is destined!"

The other Oiran women all nodded.

"Peony, it's very good to win three less, and the family is well-off. ”

"That's right, although the three young people are a little fatter, but as you said, those three young people are good enough for you, then you should be content. ”

"That's right, most of the sisters ended up being married to the disciples of the sect by the elders of the sect. But who knows what kind of person you'll end up with!"

"We are all a little envious of my sister, at least my sister can find someone who really likes her, and she is a disciple of a top sect like Wugong!" In their opinion, being able to take the initiative to bow to a woman in front of everyone on the life and death platform, and take the initiative to admit defeat, this is also something that only a man who really likes a woman can do. If a man does this kind of thing for the sake of show, then this man is too terrible.

"Hopefully, my choice is correct! Sisters, come on, there are so many young talents here, maybe you will meet your true destiny here!" After Peony finished speaking, the special window of the box looked in the direction where the four of them were sitting, and at this time, the winners were excitedly talking to Zhou Fuyao and a few people, and turned their heads from time to time to look at the box where they were. Although the winner could not see the people in the box, Peony could see the happy smile on the winner's face. (To be continued......)