Shu Jingrong glanced at him sideways, smiled, raised her left hand as if waiting for support, and said in a soft voice: "Xiao Lianzi, my dear, I haven't been feeling well lately. Please help me quickly and don't let me fall."
Come on, pick your skin carefully! Hurry up!"
Even before the eldest son could react, he had already followed her words and pulled her arm, but he still couldn't help but feel a sudden chill on his body.
As soon as the sound came out, all the surrounding contestants who were walking in the same direction and more than two meters away from them almost staggered. Fortunately, everyone was a strong martial artist, otherwise they would have fallen down due to the effect of the Milo card.
The dignified and elegant Young Master Lian, when he came to Shu Jingrong's side, was cut into pieces and became Young Master Lianzi. He didn't even know it, but felt a chill in his heart.
The same situation happened to Daofeng at this time. Within a three-meter radius around him, almost no one dared to walk in.
It's just that compared to the funny and casual situation on Shu Jingrong's side, the cold look of the blade made people a little more frightened, and they subconsciously distanced themselves a little further.
Chaozhou City, Central Square!
When more than 30,000 people gathered together, the people present saw clearly the true faces of the witch and the blade for the first time.
As two people in two vacuum zones, they will all stand at the front at this time, and there is no one standing within a radius of three meters around them.
Even though the entire central square is a bit reluctant to accommodate more than 30,000 people, others would rather stand in a crowded space with others than stand together with these two demons.
You know, if the bloodthirsty had not been solved by Shu Jingrong, I am afraid that the position on the court would be more crowded now.
Shu Jingrong turned her head to look at Dao Feng on the other side and raised her eyebrows slightly: "This person is Dao Feng. His cold look looks a bit like Ben Lei."
The blade was dressed in black, with an angular face, especially a pair of dark and clear eyes. Although his face looked expressionless, his eyes looked very thorough and pure. There was a long knife hanging on his waist. At this time, it looked like nothing more.
Just an ordinary warrior.
When she looked at the blade, the blade also cast its gaze on her.
Regarding the name of the witch, there have been many rumors in the past two days. Even if he didn't care, he accidentally heard some.
It's just that he didn't expect that the witch was such a young girl, which was really beyond his expectation. After all, in his opinion, Shu Jingrong was too young.
If you want to achieve something in a certain area, a certain age is not enough, and the peak period of cultivation between the ages of eighteen and twenty is also a key point.
So he originally thought that the witch should be a girl of twenty-three or four years old, otherwise how could she have such means and strength, erratic body skills, and shocking power of thunder and lightning.
Lian Tianqi stood beside Shu Jingrong carelessly, shaking the folding fan in his hand gracefully, and said with a smile: "Follow the big tree to enjoy the shade. This location is open, Xiao Shuzi, everyone is very humble and polite.
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Shu Jingrong glanced at him funny and said: "You should be more relaxed and stand here with me and be looked at by others. What do you think they will think of you, my lover? My slave?"
