Demon Concubine Yutian

Chapter 1657 I still love you very much

Si Yutian's indifferent face→_→

Papa: "..."

Well, man, you win.

Master, I have not betrayed you. Master, I still love you very much.

Soon, Ye Luo's third match began.

"Ah! It's him!"

When Ye Luo's opponent stepped onto the arena, Ye Gucheng exclaimed, "The wind is boundless!"

Si Yutian's handsome face became serious in an instant, and he muttered: "Damn bald donkey!"

Papa raised her head, her pointed fox ears twitched, and said, "Master, where's your bosom, where's your self-cultivation?"

Si Yutian rewarded Paba with a slap in the face.

Papa shivered a bit, resting her head on her paws, her amethyst-like eyes narrowed.I want to be a quiet and beautiful fox.

"Oh, what's so interesting about this match, there's no suspense." Ye Gucheng glanced at his mouth, but he didn't want to hurt the wound on his lip, so he took a deep breath.

Sure enough, a strange scene appeared on the arena.

Feng Wushi clasped his hands together, a string of honey-colored Buddhist beads hung on his fingertips, and he was dressed in a plain white monk's robe. He had an elegant temperament, not stained by dust, and smiled slightly.

"Miss Ye, the poor monk admits defeat."

This is the first sentence I spoke.

A deep look flashed in Ye Luo's golden eyes, he clasped his hands together, and returned a salute: "Thank you, Master Wu Shi."

Feng Wushi said: "The poor monk is no match for Miss Ye."

Ye Luo was speechless.

The audience who didn't know the truth looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Why admit defeat?"

"It doesn't make sense, Feng Wushi is too humble."

"Feng Wushi agreed to Shen Tumu!"

"Mist Grass! Feng Wushi is afraid of death, isn't he? Was he also intimidated by Ye Luo?"

"Go, go, our junior brother Wu Shi is being humble, do you understand being humble?" The disciples of the Yang Yuan were not happy.They didn't think that Feng Wushi was weaker than Ye Luo.

The referee was stunned for a while, and finally came back to his senses. With a swipe of a pen, he recorded the result of the game, and then announced loudly: "This battle, Ye Luo wins."

The happiest thing is none other than the Yinyuan disciples.

No matter whether Ye Luo kills people or not, no matter whether Ye Luo has the title of a witch or not, Ye Luo has won three consecutive victories in the finals. This is an ironclad fact!

"Three consecutive victories, basically the top three."

"Yeah, Yinyuan is finally going to rise this year!"

"I originally thought that the rise of Yinyuan would depend on senior brother Shentu, but I didn't expect the heavy burden to fall on the shoulders of Junior Sister Ye."

"There are still two games left. If Junior Sister Ye can win against Lin Qiqi and Senior Brother Shentu, then she will be the No.1 of Tianjimen!"

"Really been waiting!"

In the auditorium of Yinyuan disciples, more than 8000 disciples showed extremely excited expressions. They were all emotional, waving their hands, shouting Ye Luo's name, and cheering for her.

The fourth game ushered in the eyes of everyone.

Ye Luo faced Lin Qiqi.

On the arena, two stunning women stood facing each other, but the one on the left was much stronger than the one on the right, both in appearance and temperament.

That's right, the one on the left is Ye Luo.

"Ye Luo, it's time to settle the old score between us."

Lin Qiqi's face was gloomy and cold, and her eyes were filled with strong hatred, "My Lin clan, more than a thousand lives were lost in your hands. Even if you die a thousand times or ten thousand times, it's not enough Atonement!"

(End of this chapter)