"I'm sorry Zi Luo." Lan Mingyou suddenly said this. The pure white feathers on his shoulders fluttered gently with the wind, with an inexplicable sadness. There was a lot of grief in his eyes, so
The eyes rarely appear on Lan Mingyou.
But Bo Cixin has seen him before. That was the first time Lan Mingyou took him to Bei Mingfeng's mansion. His eyes looked like this at that time. There was infinite pain in his eyes, and he felt uneasy in his heart.
Little compassion.
"Okay, don't blame yourself." Bei Mingfeng sighed slightly. Lan Mingyou's dazzling purple hair also looked painful at this time.
"It's all me, if it weren't for me
"Okay, it's all over. I believe there must be a way to revive Zi Luo." Bei Mingfeng interrupted Lan Mingyou. He didn't want to see Lan Mingyou in such pain, and he didn't want to mention this incident that had caused the two of them.
Something that makes everyone sad.[
Bei Mingfeng pursed her lips gently, with a hint of sadness on her usually gentle and jade-like face. She patted Lan Mingyou's shoulder and said lightly: "Let's go."
The moon gradually set in the west, and the sky began to turn white. The night passed in the blink of an eye, and it was almost the next day.
The second day of the martial arts competition was the promotion competition. The scene of the martial arts competition was still as lively as the first day. People watching the competition arrived earlier than the top thirty players and were even more active.
You can hear the noise of people talking everywhere, chirping like sparrows, and you can also see many people whispering to each other, and many people gather together and chat about something.
In today's promotion match, 30 players will be promoted to 10 players. Each player will have to compete twice, and the opponent will be determined by drawing lots.
The thirty people are divided into two sides to form fifteen people. After the first round, fifteen people who win will advance first, and naturally there will be fifteen people who lose.
The fifteen losers need to fight again like yesterday, and only five winning places will be selected to enter the twenty again.
After entering the top 20, the 20 players need to draw lots again to select their opponents for another battle.
When this battle is over, the ten winners will naturally enter the top ten, and the ten losers will naturally be eliminated.
If any of the twenty losers is not convinced, they can challenge the winning opponent, and if they win the challenge, they will naturally be able to replace that person in the top ten.
It's a pity that no one dares to challenge the top ten people now. They are really better than these people.
What makes Chi Jinxiao very depressed is that he has never drawn the Ghost Sword Master as his opponent, and Di Wuxie has never drawn Chi Jinxiao as his opponent.
Bo Cixin felt that her luck was relatively good. The people she drew were all from several major sects. Fortunately, she didn't draw the Sword Master, the Sword Master, or the Emperor Wuxie, otherwise she thought she would probably be doomed.
Currently in the top ten are Bo Ci Xin, Chi Jin Xiao, Gui Yan, Di Wu Xie, Dong Ling Lan Xue, Yun Po Yue, and the rest are from other major sects.
This day's arena promotion competition also ended quickly. Today's promotion competition was also exciting to watch, and more people are looking forward to tomorrow's finals.
Time passed without sleep, and Bo Cixin didn't sleep much that night, but he was cultivating his own vitality.
"Mom, the finals are going to be today, are you nervous?" Kexin and Kaixin sat across from Bo Cixin, and they asked her with a slight tilt of their heads.