"Haha, they really want to marry Myolie Wu. It's just the forces of Heifeng Mountain Thirteen Villages." Murong Wan'er also sneered.

"Sir, the ring has begun now, what should I do?"

Xu Junjue looked at Chen Xiaoyao.

"Myam Wu has not stopped her. It seems that this arena does not limit her age and cultivation."

Chen Xiaoyao held the sky-eye compass in his hand, looked at the dense red dots on it, and his mouth raised slightly, "However, not to mention the ring or not, there are many evil people here who carry their lives."

On the compass, these red dots are particularly bright, proving that these grass-roots have killed innocent people indiscriminately.

In this way, Jinlin Guard is currently, these people deserve to die!

What's more, these are dense reputations.

"I understand, sir, just think about it..." Lin Qinxue reached out and wiped it around her neck.

"However, Myolie Wu didn't seem to say whether the competition on the ring could hurt her life." Xie Yunjin frowned.

"No need to pay attention to her permission."

Chen Xiaoyao put away the compass, swept the divine eyes over the people on the ring, and even found a disguised acquaintance.
Chapter completed!