Adorable Beasts: The Peerless Demon Girl

Holding the gun in his arms, Zhou Shaoyu exclaimed, "She's pretty awesome."

Ruan Qingjuan said nothing.

There was still blood on her swords, but once the blue flames passed by, the blood seemed to have been swallowed up, leaving no trace.

"Out of a hundred such seedlings, there are about 99 of them, all of which need her to continue to subsidize."

"And it's a deep pool, so you can barely hear any sound even if you put in the subsidies."

Ruan Qingjuan is taking a very realistic stance.

"but."

She seemed to smile. "But out of a hundred seedlings, only one will be good."

"Then that person will definitely try his best to repay this place that brought him warmth."

It's rare to find help in times of need.

Children who have been warmed by charcoal fires throughout the winter will always remember the warmth of that winter.

This is a dream country.

difficult to realize.

"Of course, there is no conflict with the mother tree. Our goals are the same." Yin Nian stood in front of her, "But the premise is that you can shed it."

"As you said, you have only recovered half of your talent now."

"You may not be able to stay."

"No." Jingying raised her head and looked at her, "I will definitely stay."

"Then let's get started."

Yin Nian snapped his fingers, and the arenas behind him disappeared instantly.

Numerous battle platforms surged out from the ground, cutting into competition platforms that kept a certain distance.

"Just in time, it's time for the final."

The contestants next to them were still unwilling to move under the healing light of the Shark tribe: "..."

No, don't you two say a few more words?

As for number [-], aren't you very good at talking about it?

Say a few more words!

How come it was a seamless transition to the finals?

Yin Nian raised his hand and brought a pot to the mother tree, "Our mother tree says that people's potential can be best unleashed when they are most tired, so everyone hurry up and come on stage."

"Maybe you can break through yourself."

The contestants have ten thousand words to curse.

But no one dared to talk back to 'Yuan Xinsui'.

And the other people who stayed here to take in Jingying felt even more uncomfortable as if they had swallowed flies.

The good dark horse flew away, and this dark horse was forced out by some people in the mother tree territory before.

"Do you think the kind of power she talks about can really be established?" Some people couldn't help but whisper to the people next to them, "Isn't this crazy? Everyone picks the good ones, but she picks the inferior ones."

"It's weird that it can be cultivated like this." Someone must have choked next to him, "Why are strong people strong? Naturally, they are fundamentally different from us in terms of talent."

"Look at Yin Nian, Yuan Xin Sui, Ling Tian Ning Hong Fei, why are they walking in front of us?"

"Do you dare to say that they can just rely on hard work? There are many hard-working people in the world."

As he spoke, the man sighed, "Only when people accept their fate can they clearly see the gap between themselves and others. In this world, there are some things that cannot be achieved through hard work alone."

Everyone acquiesced to this statement.

They looked at Jingying and felt hard knowing that she would never join any force.

"But it's better if she doesn't go to Wanyu." Someone breathed a sigh of relief, "Otherwise Wanyu would be really beautiful."

"They are already very prosperous now." Grandma Yin suddenly interrupted.

With a calm expression, he said, "As long as the Emperor can get rid of him."

"I dare to say that the bottom will be at least 3000 years in the future."

"They all belong to the era of Wanyu."

As long as the current group of people from Wanyu are still alive.

Then Ten Thousand Realms will be glorious for one day.

Just say a few words.

On the stage.

Everyone is already standing.

The final was simple and rough.

Just hit!

Hit until the opponent loses consciousness and the number is invalid.

Those who advance will quickly advance to the next battle and rematch with those who have also advanced.

There won't be any breaks in between.

The person facing Jingying was from the Mother Tree territory.

He secretly complained in his heart, mentally he had fallen into the inferior position and felt that he could not win.

After all, Jingying made such a big noise before.

His own strength is not good, and he had barely managed to pass the level in a time jam before.

I originally thought that Jingying would feel very relaxed and a little contemptuous of him.

But I didn't expect Jing Ying to look even more nervous than him.

She put a hand on her chest and muttered something.

He stretched out his other hand and drew something unknown on his palm, then placed it on his forehead.

Grandma Yin said to Yin Nian: "This is a ritual that the Jing family does before going on an expedition. It is probably to pray for victory and peace."

Yin Nian nodded.

Some people do.

"Then... let's start!"

As soon as Yin Nian gave the order, the place immediately became lively.

And at the same time.

In Zerg territory.

Nan Hui spent a lot of effort and sent away the guards around her.

We arrived at the underground secret room that Dinghuang had been leading before.

She took a deep breath.

Heart pounding.

"This time we must know what he was doing during this time."

"Either success, or..." Death at the hands of the Emperor is not impossible.

Nanhui was a little nervous.

Stretch out your hand and draw the symbols you have drawn over and over again on the palm of your hand.

Then slowly, put it on your forehead.