Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 833: The City Lord Arrives! (5)
After thinking about it for a while, the Eighth Elder frowned and said angrily, "Ling Wushuang, at the top of the day, the old man will not let it go, it's not that simple, today's account, and the matter of stepping on the snow city, I Remember the Valley of Fire Bath Pills!"

Apparently, this guy misunderstood Ling Wushuang's self-righteousness and planned to settle down.

The smile on Ling Wushuang's face became more and more gorgeous and charming. She stretched out her hand and stroked the little thing on her shoulder every time. She narrowed her eyes slightly, and she said lightly, "It's a pity that you think beautifully and richly, you're afraid There is no time for this."

"What?" The Eighth Elder looked confused.

Under the suspicious eyes of the Eighth Elder, Ling Wushuang's elegant figure retreated quickly at the moment the flames swept up.

The eighth elder shouted coldly, and was about to catch up with his feet, "I want to run!"

However, the moment he threw himself out, the flames exploded in front of him, and after that, a dozen blood-red figures walked out of the engulfing flames like ghosts, and surrounded the Eighth Elder.

"On the wheel..."

The two words that came slowly made the Eighth Elder, whose nerves were extremely fragile, almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

The voice seemed to realize his 'slip of the tongue', and after a coquettish cry, he quickly corrected, "Come on together, give him the wheel."

It seems that there is nowhere to go, so I can only remind the eighth elder to vomit blood again.

But the Eighth Elder didn't have the time to vomit blood at this time, because a group of people around him were staring at him. In other words, the sculpture was more appropriate. The imposing manner of a dozen or so figures, a middle-grade supreme emperor, and the rest , are all inferior supreme emperors.

"How is it possible!" The Eighth Elder made a sharp voice, his eyes almost popped out.

There are so many puppets of the supreme level, and the breath all over their bodies is still so strange, how did they do it.

"what!"

However, there was no time to think so much. In the blazing fire field, the howling of the Eighth Elder sounded like killing a pig, and he was kicked around like a sandbag by the blood slave puppets. From time to time, it is burned by the surrounding chaotic fire.

Only he himself knows the wonderful taste that can only be felt and unspeakable.

"what!"

The tragic cry became weaker and weaker.

A group of blood slave puppets really followed Ling Wushuang's instructions and took turns to fight, like a cat playing with a mouse, surrounding the eighth elder who was crying and howling, beating him up and down.

Ling Wushuang curled his lips into a smile, suppressed the anger in his eyes, waved his hand, broke through the real fire domain, turned around and walked out of the space left by the sea of ​​flames.

She doesn't have that much time to spend with this old guy, she has free thugs, so she can make do with it.

The lamps and shadows flickered, and no one noticed the turmoil in this space on the avenue where people came and went.

"Jun Ling, where have you been?" When Ling Wushuang walked to the side of the restaurant, he happened to bump into Tie Xiong who came out, "You are not resting yet, aren't you going to go tomorrow?"

Tomorrow will be able to determine the four people who are qualified to enter the Fengxuejian City. Although it is because of the troublesome son who is recruiting relatives, at least he will have the opportunity to see the magnificence of Fengxuejiancheng, but this is the time, this kid Wandering outside without rest.

Ling Wushuang just smiled, lazily missed the person in front of him, and waved his hand without looking back, "There are a lot of flies on the road, so it's delayed."

"This kid." Tie Xiong nodded half-understanding, turned around and followed into the restaurant.

The second day was a beautiful day.

The white clouds are long, echoing with the huge building area below, which looks like Guanghan Immortal Palace.

Outside the Sword Forging City, the spacious and bright square was placed among the rampant heavy rings tens of feet high.

The dark crowd around, looked down from above, densely packed like ants, even in front of the surrounding restaurants, there were quite a few people on the independent pillars like stone monuments, one can imagine how lively it was.

And why are there so many people today?Look at the high platform on the other side, and you will know the faint shadow behind the light gauze curtain.

"My God, why are there so many people!"

Tie Xiong wailed loudly, swaying his majestic and burly body from the outermost edge to the left and right, pushing forward with difficulty, sweating profusely, shouting for the people in front to give way.

"Should have come earlier." Tie Xiong wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Do you want to be so exaggerated?" Ling Wushuang looked at the bustling crowd, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, seeing Tie Xiong's expression of turning around and looking over, and the funny way of struggling forward, Ling Wushuang couldn't help laughing.

Stepping slowly, the light blue robe outlines an elegant arc flowing with the wind.

Unconsciously, the dense crowd around them automatically gave up a path for Ling Wushuang. However, the noble and elegant aura lingering around him is unbearable to be profane, and the little smile on his face makes the surrounding Everyone in the circle was drunk.

Surrounding the tall figure in the blue robe, there was a natural aura.

Tie Xiong's eyes widened, and the corners of his eyes twitched wildly as he watched Ling Wushuang walk past him easily, and then glanced at him silently in the blink of an eye.

"That's all right!?"

Following Ling Wushuang all the way, Tie Xiong has seen too many things that distort common sense, and this time he is still a little depressed. He, who came back from the dead, didn't squeeze in. This kid wandered past with his hands behind his back.

It's really human-to-human, maddening!

"and many more!"

Tie Xiong suddenly realized something, and flew towards the rapidly closing crowd, almost being squeezed out.

In the future, I will take this kid to squeeze the team, so I am afraid that I won't have to waste my tongue to give way.

"It's that kid!"

"Isn't it Jun Ling, that young man who made it into the top [-] with one move, Wu Ying Kick!"

Ling Wushuang's game mode of one kick and one game left a deep impression on many people.

Ling Wushuang is a beautiful scenery. Wherever he walks, he will unconsciously take away the eyes of the people around him, and even take Hun'er away. In the current situation, of course, most of these people are women.

"what happened."

Qingcheng's voice faintly came from behind the gauze curtain.

"Princess, Princess." The maid's eyes were fixed on one place, and her voice was a little bumpy.

Qingcheng was a little impatient, hooked the curtain with his slender fingers and waved it away, and looked in the direction of the movement. After seeing the figure in the blue robe, his beautiful eyes lit up instantly, and his whole face was radiant.

Isn't this the man she saw a few days ago?

Could it be that he is also today...

Thinking of this, Qingcheng bit his lips lightly, his heart skipped a beat, especially when he saw Ling Wushuang walking slowly towards the area prepared for entering the top 20 people, his face turned red a lot.

(End of this chapter)