I'm flirting with tyrants

Chapter 251 The Victory of Tears of Joy

Chapter 253:
His fingertips were already cold, but now he felt warm when he touched her body.

The one without temperature is her.

He pursed his lips tightly, his face was expressionless, his stormy eyes drooped slightly, and his eyes slowly fell on the blood-stained little face.

Driving her soul power to repair her scarred little body.

"It hurts." There was a soft moan.

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The situation is stable, and Yitangshang also ends up tragically.

Everyone's eyes never left the man in the black dragon robe.

"Your Majesty He!" As citizens of the Jin Kingdom, more than half of the people in the arena knelt down one after another, shouting long live long live long live forever.

Even if some of them are not citizens of the Jin Kingdom, those who have received the kindness of the Emperor of the Jin Kingdom also kneel down.

Baili Zongzheng's expression was complicated. Looking at the man in the luxurious dragon robe in the phantom screen, his fingertips couldn't help trembling a few times.

"How could he be here, it's impossible." The voice murmured.

The moment everyone knelt down, the person on the phantom screen appeared on the ring, with the blood-stained Xiao Qingxuan lying in the crook of his arms, with his eyes closed tightly, his expression calm, as if he had just fallen asleep.

"Get up." He slightly opened the corners of his tightly pursed lips, and uttered a word. Although the voice was not loud, it reached everyone's ears, and they stood up one after another.

Such a lineup stunned all the principals. They all knew that He Qianjue had a lot of prestige in the Manchuan Continent. Now it seems that it is more than just prestige.

The person in his arms moved, the corners of his lips moved, his voice was hoarse like a ghost: "Daddy, did I... win?"

Xiao Qingxuan passed out after blowing up Yitangshang. He didn't know that Yitangshang didn't die in the end and it was a matter of a demon cultivator.

Everyone sighed, she...

"You won." The three words interrupted all the words organized by everyone.

The deans are ready to move.

The old dean's voice was kind: "It was Miss Xiao who won."

Everyone witnessed that Yitangshang was supposed to be killed by the bomb, but who would have thought that he activated the magic technique to make himself reach a state of immortality.

Besides, demonic cultivators are the most disgusting existence in the entire Manchuan Continent. Even if they cannot cultivate for a lifetime, or their soul veins are broken, they will definitely not follow the path of demonic cultivators.

"Won!"

"Really won!"

"Haha... Let me just say, it's impossible for a perverted demon cultivator like Yitangshang to win over Xiao Qingxuan!"

Someone was shouting and excited.

The elderly soul master couldn't help but burst into tears.

The arena was boiling, and this seemed to be the most shocking battle ever.

"Damn, I can't help it."

"Hey, you are a big man, do you have the nerve to cry on me? Really..." The female student couldn't help but choked up.

"If you want to care, I can't help it!" A man and a woman hugged each other, crying bitterly.

And Xiao Qingxuan, who was lying in his arms, closed his eyes tightly.

So many people were shocked and shouted for her, but she didn't know it.

Xi Fantian looked at the man with the posture of a celestial being, although her feet were trembling, she still had difficulty approaching him.

When he was only a few steps away from the man, he swallowed his breath and asked, "Is she okay?" Being able to get so close was already his limit.

He hid the fear in his eyes and asked softly.

The man's cold gaze seemed to squint at him, making him almost kneel.

He held her with one hand, flung his luxurious robes, and flew away from the arena.

Looking at the back that was going away, Qian Fantian took a deep breath and was extremely worried: "Qingxuan..."

(End of this chapter)