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The people in front all looked at Fenghuo at the same time, not understanding why he suddenly vomited blood, Feng Qingcheng first glanced at Leng Wushuang, saw that she had no expression at all, sighed in his heart and mourned for his brother, and then looked at his family with sympathy. elder brother.

My elder brother vomited blood, and Leng Wushuang still looked unconcerned, it seemed that the road of my elder brother chasing his wife was a bit bumpy.

Seeing Feng Qingcheng looking at her with sympathetic eyes, Fenghuo knew that she must have made up something in her brain again, and she wanted to vomit blood even more. Why do you think there are so many inner dramas in girls nowadays? Fei Lu reminds you: three things about reading favorite, recommended,

Chapter 336? The Hidden Magician

"I'm fine, you guys continue to watch the game, I may have been too hot recently and my body is relatively hot, so I vomited two mouthfuls of blood to reduce the fire.

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Fenghuo restrained his breath, tried not to pay attention to Feng Qingcheng's sympathetic gaze, and explained to the person in front with a smile.

"Hey, can vomiting blood still reduce fire? I've never heard of it.

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Su Jin'er looked at Feng Qingcheng who was sitting next to her with a puzzled expression.

"It should be possible, but you don't know it, this is our family's secret recipe.

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Feng Qingcheng hurriedly covered up the past for her brother, and when she turned around, she saw that Leng Wushuang had not paid attention to her brother's movements for a long time, she couldn't help looking at her brother and shook his head.

The difficulty of chasing Leng Wushuang is too great, or you can change it to another sister, I can find some more beautiful ones for you.

Feng Huo is in a hurry. If he dies one day, he must be pissed off by this girl Feng Qingcheng. How could he offend her? If she doesn't let herself go, she has a conscience of the world, and she is the one who treats her best at home. bar.

Seeing the time passing by, and finally it was Leng Wushuang's turn to play, Feng Qingcheng watched Leng Wushuang go to the stage nervously, praying in his heart that he would definitely win.

"Qingcheng, what are you doing?"

Su Jin'er, who was sitting on the side, asked curiously when she saw Feng Qingcheng's gossip.

"I'm praying that Leng Wushuang will win.

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Feng Qingcheng closed his eyes and said.

"When I was playing just now, I didn't seem to see you caring about me so much.

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Su Jin'er's faint voice came from the side, and Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but shuddered.

"Isn't it true that I didn't pray? That must have been forgotten. Don't you know your strength? You must be able to win, so I will forget it.

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Feng Qingcheng said with a smile, hearing her like this, Su Jin'er spared her and continued to watch the game.

On the duel arena, the referee still called to start, Leng Wushuang and the man both looked at each other.

"My name is Yamamoto, and I hope you will remember this name, because it will be the name of the one who beat you.

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Yamamoto looked at Leng Wushuang proudly and said.

"I'm sorry, if everyone who was defeated by me asked me to remember their names, wouldn't I have to remember a lot of names?"

Leng Wushuang replied to him lightly, and Yamamoto's face changed instantly.

"Bastard! How dare you talk to me like this, watch me for a while...don't tear you apart.

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Yamamoto Chong Leng Wushuang waved his fist as big as a casserole, with the attitude of a warrior.

At this moment, the referee called the start, and the two sides opened a suitable distance.

According to Leng Wushuang's previous judgment, this man's profession should belong to a Titan warrior or a Berserker. This kind of person can only attack from a distance, but cannot melee combat. Leng Wushuang knows his own strength. Although she has also practiced physical art, but others The profession still has the advantage, and it seems that it can only be attacked from a distance.

So Leng Wushuang took a few steps back. At this time, she saw a successful smile on Yamamoto's face. Leng Wushuang secretly thought that something was wrong. Before her body could react, Yamamoto quickly threw a magic spell at Leng Wushuang. reel.

This guy turned out to be a magician! Not only Leng Wushuang was shocked, but even everyone in the stands was stunned. What a joke, with such good physical fitness, he chose not to be a fighter, but chose a magician. What the hell is he? What do you think? To read the underlined version of the novel, please download Fei Lu's novel

Chapter 337?

Leng Wushuang hurriedly retreated backwards, pulled out his sword to block it in front of him, and saw that after the magic scroll was opened, a large piece of ice spheres burst out. He shuttled through the ice hockey, and the sword in his hand kept blocking the ice hockey in front of him.

"I see how long you can stop it!"

Yamamoto smiled grimly, took out his magic wand, and quickly chanted a spell in the direction of Leng Wushuang. In an instant, a six-meter-long ice bird formed in the air, and it screamed towards Leng Wushuang. Double flew over.

At this moment, Leng Wushuang was fighting against the overwhelming ice hockey, and suddenly saw a giant bird attacking her. She stretched her left hand to the side and summoned a side... The shield blocked in front of her, and the sharp beak of the ice bird was just a click away. He pecked on Leng Wushuang's shield, and the seemingly solid shield was instantly pecked into a pit.

Failing a single blow, the ice bird swooped down again and launched an attack on Leng Wushuang. After Leng Wushuang resisted this time, before the bird could fly up, the sword in her right hand had already swung out and pierced heavily. From the chest of the ice bird, a sword energy penetrated into the body of the ice bird from the wound.

The sword qi was like a wild horse that had lost its reins, ramming through the ice bird's body, smashing the structure inside the ice bird's body in an instant.

At this time, the ice ball in the sky also disappeared, and Yamamoto, who was standing opposite Leng Wushuang, was chanting a long incantation. Because the ice bird just dragged him enough time, his incantation was almost finished.

Just as Leng Wushuang raised his sword and rushed to five meters away from him, he heard the spell in his mouth stop, and a tiger roar came from behind him.