Five years later, although Xiaohu has grown so big and his appearance has changed a lot, and is no longer as cute and naughty as when he was a child, Dongling has taken care of Xiaohu for such a long time, and his impression of Xiaohu is not easily forgotten.
What's more, most of the mythical beasts are unique, and it is absolutely impossible to mass-produce them like spirit beasts.
Generally speaking, it is difficult for a mythical beast to look similar unless it is a twin.
So Dong Ling must have recognized Xiaohu.
Huang Beiyue's heart was heavy, her face under the mask was a bit cold, and she replied in a hoarse voice: "That's right."
Chiyo Touji's hand shook, and the sword in her hand made a clear clang. She raised her hand and touched the black cloth covering her face. She could see her subtle trembling as her fingers slid.
"The last duel is not over yet, why not continue now." Chiyo Touji said softly.
Huang Beiyue said coldly: "Now that I am trapped in the evil hell, how can I have time to duel?"
"I'm in such a good mood, don't let it get you down, Tsukiye-dono." Chiyo Tou'er slowly pulled out his sword from its scabbard, and the tip of the sword scratched the yellow sand under his feet, making a fierce sound.
People around them turned around and looked at them curiously, not knowing what was going on.
Huang Beiyue folded her hands and looked at her coldly. Duel? Unexpectedly, after meeting so many years, she and Dong Ling would actually have to duel?
"Hey, why don't you think about the overall situation? Why are you talking about a duel at this time?" Jike was very unhappy. Since the last time in the ring, this girl named Chiyo Touji almost killed Ali.
Ya, after hurting Huang Beiyue again, they disliked this woman very much.
"Overall situation? To make such an excuse, could it be that Your Majesty Yue Ye is afraid?" Chiyo Tou'er smiled contemptuously, "The last time you were defeated by me, could it be that your spirit was dampened?"
"Don't talk arrogantly here! How can our young master be afraid of you? I just don't bother to fight with people like you!" Jike said angrily, "I can handle people like you without our young master taking action at all.
you!"
"Disdain?" Chiyo Dong'er gritted her teeth and looked at Huang Beiyue hatefully, "Do you disdain me?"
"Jike, don't talk nonsense." Huang Beiyue raised her hand slightly to ask Jike and the others to calm down. This is not the right time to start a fight.
Jike and Asare glared at Chiyo Tou'er before remaining silent.
"Young Palace Master Qiandai, the victory or defeat in the arena has been decided, and it should not be involved outside the arena. I'm sorry, I will discuss it with you next time I have the opportunity." She said calmly, without any fear of the Holy Blood Palace, nor
There was no arrogance or contempt, just words that came out casually.
This kind of plainness angered Chiyo Tou'er even more. She raised her sword and pointed it at Huang Beiyue's eyebrows, very provocatively: "Why don't you dare to duel with me? I provoke you so much, why don't you take action?"
On the continent of Karta, pointing a sword between the eyebrows of a strong man is the greatest insult. If he does not accept the challenge launched at this time, he will be looked down upon by everyone and considered to be a weakling and a coward!
The mercenaries around them stopped involuntarily and took a breath of cold air. They forgot that they were in danger at this time and started whispering to each other.
The young palace master of the Holy Blood Palace was originally an extremely arrogant person. He studied under Qiandai Milu, the national master of Xirong Kingdom. Both master and apprentice had the same virtues. In this mercenary alliance, he also made many people unhappy.
