More than just saplings.

Jinmao and Yinyu were also a little confused. After all, there were more than a thousand chosen ones who came before. Except for all the fish that slipped through the net, when the previous war started, more than 90% of them were trapped in that area by Feng Xi and Leng Meizi.

Under the net of fire.

But now...

Looking at the expressions on the faces of the remaining chosen ones, one person and one monkey looked strange. Although they thought it was a bit unlikely, they still thought of a possibility.

"Could they all be dead?"

Hear the words.

The eyes of the remaining chosen ones trembled, as if they thought of some bad memories.

No one knows what they experienced in the fire net, but their expressions at this moment seem to have told everyone that they must have experienced suffering and despair that they have never experienced before in their lives!

"This, this, this..."

Golden Retriever's expression instantly became extremely exciting. He looked at Feng Xi and said cautiously: "Miss Feng, could it be that they really...really..."

Feng Xi glanced at him.

She was a little dissatisfied. The dissatisfaction was not because her strength was questioned, but simply because she was unhappy. The source of her unhappiness was not the chosen ones, but because of... Leng Meizi.

"If you hadn't held me back."

She glanced at the other party and said with a hint of anger in her cold voice: "None of them will survive."

"If it weren't for my help."

Leng Meizi responded tit for tat and spoke very rudely: "You can't even kill this few people."

"Give me time."

Feng Xi said indifferently: "None of them can escape."

"It's just a reckless act."

"Are you lecturing me?"

"It's not a lesson, it's a teaching."

Leng Meizi corrected: "I'm teaching you how to pluck wool and maximize your profits."

Feng Xi: "?"

Leng Meizi didn't care what she thought, and said to herself: "You have always been like this, just for the moment, but never thought about a thing! Killing without purpose is meaningless, even if you are a mortal enemy, the purpose is death.

The killing is meaningless..."

Speaking of which.

She glanced at the remaining chosen ones and said quietly: "It's not that they can't die, but they can't die so worthless, they can't die in a way that makes them unworthy of their status as the chosen ones, they have to be worthy of our efforts, and they have to die in a worthy way."

"What makes it valuable?"

"It's good for my plan, it's valuable."

"so what?"

Feng Xi asked back: "How much benefit have you gained?"

"..."

Leng Meizi suddenly stopped talking and her face turned a bit foul.

The place was silent.

One person, one monkey, and even the rest of the Chosen Ones listened to the conversation between the two girls and felt a rush of cold air from the soles of their feet to their foreheads. For the first time in their lives, they gave birth to a child who must not be an enemy of the two girls... especially Leng Meizi.

Thoughts!

Too cruel!!!

【What a pity.】

【Respected and great Your Excellency the Chosen One.】

The moment she saw Leng Meizi, Gouzi transformed into the gray screen of light again, and lines of small words appeared in front of her, with endless regrets between the lines.

[If the source hadn’t taken action.]

【I should have grown to the point where I can completely suppress this old enemy. 】

The cold girl's face smelled even worse.

A person who has achieved the body of a Taoist god and has mastered the way of cause and effect. A reincarnation of Fengzu has broken Hengjiu. She and Feng Xi joined forces to directly suppress these chosen ones. However, she did not expect that after the death of the host,

Most of the light curtain that symbolized the identity of the Chosen One returned to its source, and she only intercepted a very small part.

She is not happy.

The reason why I am unhappy is not because I feel that the investment and the return are not proportional, but because I don’t want to be laughed at by Feng Xi.

"so."

"She is another chosen one who has escaped from the source?"

Think of this.

She looked at Mu Qingxuan opposite him and determined his identity in an instant!

"Auntie, auntie!"

"I know her, I know her!"

The sapling jumped up and down and spoke very fast, roughly recounting Mu Qingxuan's past and present lives as if he were taking credit.

Is it related to Luo Wushuang?

Is it related to Gu Han?

For a moment, the two women seemed to have something in their hearts, and they both glanced at the dark and deep starry sky, and the atmosphere in the room became more subtle.

"The battle should be over."

Looking at the starry sky, Leng Meizi suddenly said: "Who do you think will win between them?"

No one understood what she said.

Even Feng Xitangtang, a golden-haired woman, knew that Gu Han was going to break through, but she didn't know who Gu Han's opponent was. She was the only one who was so smart that she could judge the truth based on what everyone said and some clues.

Gu Han's opponent.

It’s Luo Wushuang!

Saplings don't even know.

But this does not prevent it from flattering... After all, this kind of thing has nothing to do with how much you know.

"Auntie, do you need to say this? Master, he must be..."

"I didn't ask you."

"oh……"

The sapling retreated angrily, feeling that he had been disgraced. He cursed three hundred times in his heart before he felt relieved.

"What do you think?"

Leng Meizi turned her eyes and suddenly looked at Mu Qingxuan.

"The husband will win."

Mu Qingxuan said calmly: "He has a reason why he cannot lose."

"Husband? Hahaha..."

Shumiaozi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Leng Meizi glanced at it.

"Don't laugh, hold it back."

"...ha...oh!"

The sapling trembled in fright and suppressed his laughter. He felt anxious, angry and aggrieved. Even cursing three thousand times in his heart didn't work.

"You're avoiding my question."

No matter what it thought, Leng Meizi just looked at Mu Qingxuan and said quietly: "Everyone has reasons not to lose, and everyone has the persistence to not want to die, but reasons and persistence can never determine the direction of the battle..."

"I believe him."

"Trust is a thing that has no effect other than self-comfort."

"so what?"

Mu Qingxuan looked at her and said coldly: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"He will lose."

"impossible."
To be continued...