Brahma Tianluo and Mo Xingchen looked at each other. Brahma Tianluo shrugged and smiled, while Mo Xingchen frowned and said, "What if we smoke together?"
"Hit me!" Brahma Tianluo laughed at his troubled expression.
"I'm serious." Mo Xingchen was very confused. He wanted to establish his prestige in Xingmang Valley and win the first place, but facing two-star martial saints like Zhuyue and Hailan, if he didn't use the Sickle of Life and Death, even though
There are also holy treasures, but it is still a bit risky to win.
But Brahma Tianluo was different. He knew from her confident tone that she was sure of winning. But if he faced her first, if he lost, he would directly compete for third place. Although with his age and strength
This is already a very abnormal thing, but he is still not satisfied with this result. If he beats Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo will have to lose. This is something he doesn't want, because he likes to see her so arrogant that people want to slap her.
The arrogant and confident look of Brahma is the most beautiful and lovely.
Thinking of this, Mo Xingchen realized that he was also a little perverted?
"Let's face each other, I'll admit defeat. After all, you are the young master, but I don't want you to face Zhu Yue." Brahma Tianluo didn't care whether he was first or third, but was afraid of being ranked first by Zhu Yue. This is
What she least wanted to see.
"Do you think Miss Zhu Yue will win against Lord Shanghai Lan?" Mo Xingchen frowned.
"Zhuyue will definitely win!" Brahma Tianluo had a premonition, so she hoped most that she would directly draw Zhuyue. Defeating Zhuyue was her biggest goal this time. Invisibly, she also turned Zhuyue into her.
The biggest enemy at the moment, that kind of hatred is deep-rooted. Although they were sisters in the previous life, they were the most incompatible relatives.
Mo Xingchen's handsome eyebrows suddenly frowned and he looked at Brahma Tianluo speechlessly, but he already believed Brahma Tianluo's words in his heart.
Zhuyue on the opposite side looked at Brahma Tianluo with a sneer on her lips, then looked at Mo Xingchen who was struggling. She was the first to walk up to Master Bai and pulled out a wooden stick with two characters written on it.
Hailan glanced at Mo Xingchen and Brahma Tianluo faintly, then walked over and took out one, and saw that it was actually a word.
"Ha! It seems we won't be facing each other." Brahma Tianluo raised her eyebrows, but immediately she was worried that Mo Xingchen would face Zhu Yue.
"Xiao Luo, you smoke first." Mo Xingchen said to Brahma Tianluo.
Brahma Tianluo glanced at Zhuyue who was sneering, stretched out her hand and pulled out the wooden stick, and there was a word written on it.
In this way, Brahma Tianluo faced off against Hai Lan, while Mo Xingchen faced off against Zhu Yue.
Brahma Tianluo's expression changed, while Mo Xingchen's handsome face suddenly darkened.
"Oh! Young Master Mo, we are really destined." Zhuyue suddenly grinned at Mo Xingchen.
Mo Xingchen looked at Zhuyue with cold eyes. Just as he was about to say something, Brahma Luo suddenly shook his head at him and said, "Xingchen, why don't you give up this fight." She knew that if Mo Xingchen faced Zhuyue, it would not work.
The sickle of life and death is bound to lose.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, but Zhuyue giggled and said: "Brahma Tianluo, are you afraid that your man will lose to a little woman like me?"
"I'm afraid of hurting Xingchen's hand, and there is no need for Xingchen to deal with you. I can handle you more than enough." Brahma Tianluo said coldly and arrogantly.
"Brahma Tianluo! You are really arrogant, you dare to say anything!?" Zhuyue's voice was immediately filled with sharp anger.
"Yes! So what if I dare to speak? Do you dare to fight me directly? Why don't we just substitute people and see who loses and who wins!?" Brahma Tianluo's eyes were raised, and she was extremely arrogant.