Chapter 260 Play
"Miss, let me do it." It was Yetong who stretched out his hand to hold Ye Fu down.

This move of hers shocked everyone in the Ye family, even the second young master of the Ye family opened his eyes and looked over.

"Xiao Tong, you?" Ye Fu's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, "Aren't you stupid?"

"Miss, Xiao Tong has no other choice. Why don't you let her try." Xiao Xiang on the side quickly explained, and for some reason she was more inclined towards Ye Tong to win.

"This..." Ye Fu was a little confused, not knowing what to do.

Patriarch Ye looked at Ye Tong thoughtfully, and said leisurely, "Since the bet is about the two of them, it's right for them to fight for it themselves."

Ye Fu could only nod her head upon hearing this.

After giving Ye Fu an apologetic look, Ye Tong stood up and flew into the arena, and her appearance caused an uproar.

"This dress should be a maid, right? Why is she also on stage?"

"Don't panic, she should have some skills like that. After all, the Qunfang Club didn't stipulate that maidservants can't participate." Having said that, this person's face was still full of sarcasm.

"That's right, it's not bad to watch a good show, otherwise it would be too boring."

It is also rare for these noble children to see such a special scene, and they can't wait to pick up the melon seeds to watch the show.

Bailihan's eyes opened slightly, and seeing that it was her, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Hope it doesn't disappoint.

But why did Yetong, who had only recovered to the third level of the Spirit King, ask to play?
Looking back on the field at this time, Ye Nanjian looked at Yetong in front of him, and the joy on his face became more and more intense, even showing obsession.

"It's really hard for you to lie to me, baby." Ye Nanjian yelled incredulously, and he approached Yetong step by step, "You can't beat me with your current strength of the seventh-level spirit king, but as long as you You follow me obediently, I don't want Xiaoxiang and Xiaohong."

That's right, as he said, Yetong's strength has recovered most of it after just such a short period of time.

Just now, the hibiscus flower in her palm suddenly became warm, as if it had dredged the meridians in Yetong's body, and made her spiritual sea speed up instantly.

Even so, Yetong's move is still like a gamble, if her strength can't return to the peak before the end of the battle, then the consequences...
"What? She is only at the seventh level of the Spirit King? If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have agreed to her." Ye Fu on the high platform was extremely annoyed, and her brain couldn't turn the corner in time.

"Don't worry." Patriarch Ye comforted the hibiscus flower who was stretching her neck again, and she was even more curious, "Looking at Furong, she thinks that girl is very special, maybe she has some tricks, after all, this group of Fanghui is not a martial arts tournament. .”

"The most important thing is, if you go up, you will definitely lose." The second young master of the Ye family seldom opened his mouth. When Ye Fu wanted to refute him, he continued, "Third brother, he has already broken through to the spiritual master."

"What?" Hearing that Ye Fu's expression became tangled again, she quietly sat back in her seat, and became even more worried about Ye Tong.

As Ye Nanjian approached Yetong step by step, Yetong also kept retreating. Her only purpose now was to delay time.

The bladderwort that was originally hidden in Yetong's cuff sneaked into the ground, and at the right time, it came out and wrapped around Ye Nanjian's legs. Ye Nanjian was so focused on Yetong that he almost fell to the ground without paying attention. , but in the end he managed to stabilize himself and did not make a fool of himself in public.

(End of this chapter)

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