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Chapter 33 I don't know who is the real one

Amid the low laughter of everyone, Xinxian dragged slowly towards the competition platform where the spirit sword was floating.

The fake guy glanced at Xinxian in surprise, thinking that this guy would be fooling around because he was a fool.

Unexpectedly, she actually went there?

When Xinxian passed by Ling Xuelian, Ling Xuelian also looked at her in surprise, but after being surprised, she looked vicious.

If there is a way in heaven, you don’t go, and if there is no way in hell, you break in!

Little fool, I promise you can go up this time and you can't get off!

Ling Xuelian has been hating Xinxian for a long time. She is worried that she will not find the opportunity. If she is accidentally killed in the competition, it will not be her business.

As soon as she died, the engagement between the Ninth Prince and the Ling family could only fall on her.

At this time, the spiritual sword was still floating on the competition stage, and around it, the halo of the three-color color was particularly eye-catching.

Many people enter the first halo after going to the competition stage, which is the largest and lightest layer.

In the first floor, many people have already fought, and many people have been defeated.

Those who leave the stage will lose the qualification to compete and will be invited back by the guards.

Xin Qian glanced at him and there were about a hundred people in the first floor.

There are only three people who can enter the second floor from the first floor, and there is not a single person for the time being.

The three people entering the second floor were walking towards the third floor step by step, and they did not fight in a tacit understanding.

Their pace is very slow, and every step is very difficult, which makes people's hearts constantly thrust.

Ling Xuelian jumped and her figure jumped onto the competition stage in a daze.

Xinxian walked over slowly. When she arrived in front of the competition stage, she thought about it, supported her hands on the competition stage that was waist-thick, and then climbed up.

Seeing the slow and clumsy movements of the heartstrings, the audience burst into laughter.

She was the only one who climbed onto the competition platform.

A fool, who dares to go to such a place, is really not afraid of death!

The fake guy sat in the first row, with one hand on his head, watching the shameless woman performing hard, with funny movements.

However, the audience was involved in the show and laughed so hard that they leaned back and forth, and they didn't know who was the real fool.

Seeing that Xinxian really climbed up, Taozhi and Liuzhi were frightened and hurried to ask the Ninth Prince to bring the lady back.

Unexpectedly, the Ninth Prince raised his eyelids lazily: "Don't panic, I'm here, she won't be in trouble."

Taozhi and Liuzhi were moved. The Ninth Prince really cared about the lady at all times. The Ninth Prince said it was okay, but there would be no problem!

After Xinsheng climbed up and entered the first circle, his feet seemed to be stuck, so heavy that he could hardly lift his legs.

While she was lowering her head to study what the aperture was, suddenly a spiritual power in the crowd rushed towards her.

"Miss! Be careful!"

The two girls outside the competition stage were so scared that they were all shocked.

"Ha, I said this fool went up and got beaten, it was indeed good."

"She will be injured even if she doesn't die, so why bother!"

"A fool would just take the prince. Now he is very inflated and thinks he can still grab the spirit sword, and he deserves it!"

At this moment, Xinxian squatted down, as if studying what was going on on the ground.

She squatted and barely avoided that spiritual power.

"Damn! No! You're so lucky!"

"Is it really a foolish person who is stupid?"
Chapter completed!
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