Chapter 43 Mirror of Illusion
Everyone was in a huddle on the field. Either you would slash me or I would rub salt into your wounds. It looked cruel and funny at the same time. But among the two teams, there was only one person who was the most special and weird.

This person is Jiang Luo.

After a fight, she seemed to have injured her muscles and bones. She would not consider looking for her next opponent until she rested for a while. No, not only did she not look for her opponent to fight now, but she The team members on his side began to talk.

"Qing Ge, can you see if you can break this curse?"

Jiang Luo's tone was familiar, as if Ye Qingge had been friends with him for 20 years, and he was just helping to solve a small curse. This old friend would definitely help her.

When she arrived, Ye Qingge had just knocked down a disciple of the Red Flame Sect who was seconded by the White House. He fell on the playing field and was twitching. He seemed to be unconscious and semi-crazy.

The last resort is to poison.

But at this moment, Jiang Luo didn't care at all whether Ye Qingge was really poisoned, but whether Ye Qingge could help lift the curse on Chi Lian's sword.

She was only halfway through the flight when she remembered that Ye Qingge's skill of being able to do everything was fully activated in the later stage. The current skills of Ye Qingge are limited, and the author didn't write them clearly at the time, so she didn't know at all.

Only a dead horse can be used as a living horse doctor.

Jiang Luo's pleading eyes just stuck on her, shining brightly inside.

Ye Qingge, who was holding a four-tooth dagger in his hand, glanced at her. Jiang Luo couldn't quite understand the emotion in his eyes.

But she could tell that Ye Qingge seemed to be resisting the urge to beat her up.

Fortunately, Ye Qingge was just patient.

Jiang Luo jumped off Da Hong and stood in front of Ye Qingge, "My brother seems to have been tricked."

Her tone was as usual, as if the person she spoke to was just an insignificant passerby.

Ye Qingge's pupils shrank and she took the Chi Lian Sword that Jiang Luo took with great effort.

After a moment, she threw the sword back to Jiang Luo, "It can't be solved. Let him be more open-minded and live happily in his last days."

Jiang Luo's eyes darkened and he blurted out, "How could it be? Are there any curses that you can't break?"

As soon as she said these words, she was not the only one who was shocked.

Ye Qingge looked at her strangely, "Do you think I can do everything?"

She had never said anything so proud, so how could Jiang Luo think so?
Maybe he felt that Jiang Luo's eyes were too real. Ye Qingge added after a long time, "Let him leave first. I'll give it a try after it's over."

"okay!"

After Jiang Luo responded, he quickly ran to Jiang Che, pulled him to the entrance of the arena without saying a word, and asked seriously, "Do you want me to kick you down, or do you want to go down by yourself?"

"...Thank you, I can go by myself."

Jiang Che, who was still puffing out black smoke, slowly walked down the stage, shocking people within a few miles.

"What the hell? What the hell is the Qingtian Sect doing? What, you don't want to win the competition? Just let the contestants go off the stage. This person looks like he can at least withstand a few more attacks. Go down and do it so early. Well?"

"Perhaps the Qingtian Sect has another seizure?"

Jiang Che didn't give any unnecessary reaction after listening to the gossip, and walked straight to the very end of the auditorium where they used to sit, and sat down without saying a word, staring intently at the arena.No one noticed that his pupils turned black for a moment, including himself.

Jiang Che could clearly feel the discomfort coming from every part of his body. It was only at this moment that he dared to indulge his body and let it tremble.

You didn't even take away the person opposite you even after you've gotten yourself into this. Jiang Che, you are such a waste.

He thought so.
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As of Jiang Che's initiative to step down, the current battle situation on the field is: the Qingtian Sect has the advantage in terms of numbers of the two sides, and the Qingtian Sect has the absolute upper hand in terms of weapons.

Jiang Lin's eyes turned red when he saw the two children transporting spiritual weapons out like treasure chests.

Why did Qingtian Sect invite such foreign aid?Who in the entire Suzaku Continent has the strength to give so many self-defense weapons to a child whose fur has not even grown yet?
Jiang Lin could only think of a few, one was the direct juniors of the upper four sects, the other was the favored princes of Fengling City, and the last was the few ancient aristocratic families that had not come out for a long time.

No matter who you are, you should not have anything to do with the Qingtian Sect.

But with the facts before him, he couldn't help but not believe it.

Jiang Lin's eyes were fixed on Long Yue, who looked disgusted but was beating happily. Suddenly, he seemed to suddenly think of something and burst into laughter.

Long Yue, who was throwing a sharp knife in the direction of the White House like crazy, stopped and frowned, "Why do I feel like something disgusting is staring at me?"

"On the opposite side." Feng Yixuan answered the words quickly, without any thought, it was a completely subconscious reaction.

Long Yue showed a look of surprise, "That's what you have to say. What do those people in the White House want to do by staring at an innocent and harmless little girl like me? Are they trying to steal my spiritual weapon?"

She bit the last few words very hard, and the moment she finished speaking, she threw out the few sharp knives left in her hand in one breath, with a hit rate of 80.00%.

Jiang Lin, who was approaching her, was also lucky enough to get two pieces. One rubbed his cheek and cut a blood stain, and the other rubbed his chest and tore his clothes.

When Jiang Lin lowered his head to check the wound in shock, Long Yue looked at him with a disgusted expression, "Are you here for my spiritual weapon?"

It was this person whom she had just pointed out and scolded. She had just noticed that Jiang Lin was looking at her in the wrong way, but she had no substantial evidence, so she could only suppress her disgust and pretend to know nothing. When the other person started to approach her, Throw the sharp knife.

At this time, there were only a few steps between Jiang Lin and Long Yue. Long Yue looked at him warily. Behind Jiang Lin's sight, she took out an irregular broken lens from the spirit ring and squeezed it tightly. in hand.

"Are you..." Jiang Lin reached out to grab Long Yue's shoulder. Long Yue just stood there and let Jiang Lin stretch his hand closer and closer. At first, Jiang Lin thought that the child was afraid of his strength and did not dare to move. It wasn't until half of his hand disappeared in the air that Jiang Lin realized that he had fallen into a trap!

He retracted his hand suddenly, and just as he was about to raise the sword in his hand and stab Long Yue's chest, a laughing voice came from behind him, "Do you still want to struggle to the death? Forget it, Captain Jiang, go in and have some fun." .”

As the last syllable fell, there was a dull pain in his butt, and he fell straight forward.

Afraid that Jiang Lin's entry was not thorough enough, Jiang Luo added a little extra.

"We're done, the White House has lost another general."

Long Yue hummed, "You have to rely on this princess."

"Yeah, it all depends on Princess Yong'an." Jiang Luo kept nodding in agreement, "If Princess Yong'an hadn't wanted to deal with Jiang Lin, it would not have been that simple."

"I wonder if Princess Yong'an, who is turning the tide, could lend me your Illusive Mirror as a convenience?"

(End of this chapter)

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