Chapter 1200: Dispute of the Kingdoms (Nine)

The girl is afraid of pain and even more afraid of blood... Even though she is the Thunderbolt-forbidden magician who is well known to everyone in Russia, she is still just a girl in her twenties and cannot avoid this fear hidden in her energy. Being hit by Xie Tian is at worst, she can kill her in seconds. She is hit by his attack... Blood splattered on the spot, her body was broken, corpses flew everywhere, and her broken arms and limbs...

This is a scene that a girl cannot bear even if she is bold... It is even more impossible to bear such a thing happening to her. She has seen some videos about Murong Qiushui, and the cruel scenes he created make her scream and even vomit. She never dared to read information about him again... But she never expected that she would meet this person.

"Swish, beautiful girl, your face doesn't seem to be very good. Oh, it's such a weak and heartbreaking girl. I think what you need now is not a competition, but a man's warmest care. Come, girl, bravely throw yourself into my arms, and use the warmth of my body to melt the coldness in your heart. My tenderness will be a memory you will never forget in your life." Murong Qiushui said with a smile, and walked towards her slowly. What he said made the players twitch, and even Ye Tianxie was covered in black lines. Murong Qiushui not only teases men, but also teases women... Although it seems that he has not officially fallen in love yet. This is also a headache for his mother.

As Murong Qiushui walked in, the dancing steps in the sky seemed to see the approaching of death. She subconsciously blocked the staff in front of her and retreated in a hurry: "You...you...you...you don't come here!!"

The whole world saw her fear.

"Oh, it seems that letting her go up to play the Ron is a mistake. Maybe it would be better to admit defeat directly." The God of War sighed. Thinking of the power and cruelty of this Deadly Demon King, as well as the bloody scenes created by his attack, even he, who is already middle-aged, had a numb scalp, let alone a girl under twenty years old. Even if her comprehensive ability can surpass Murong Qiushui, she will be afraid of him. It is impossible for Gen to calm down and fight him.

"Okay." Murong Qiushui stopped and showed a disappointed expression on her face: "It seems that you don't seem to want my warmth. Well, what you want, maybe it's to end this game as soon as possible, so..."

Click...

Silver light flashed, and the mother-in-law of the Break-the Pure Land was held in Murong Qiushui's palm, and the two black muzzles pointed at the sky's dance steps at the same time. The gentle smile at the corner of Murong Qiushui's mouth completely disappeared, replaced by a cold and dangerous smile.

"Ah!! No...no!!"

The moment the Pure Land appeared, it was a scream of horror in the dance steps of the sky. Facing the black muzzle, her pupils contracted violently, and her body retreated in fear, and then retreated, extremely afraid that the deadly bullets would suddenly fly away from it in the next second, breaking her body...

She didn't even notice that her continuous retreat had already made her retreat to the edge of the competitive arena, and then stepped on the air and fell down.

"Ding...'The Dance of the Sky' leaves the competitive platform, 'Qiu Shui Yiren' wins, and the Chinese War Zone wins +1..."

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The "Thunderbolt Magician" from the Russian War Zone was defeated, and the opponent didn't even attack once, and she hadn't even touched the corner of her clothes, and she had already fallen off the athletic stage by herself. But it should be a ridiculous scene... However, no one could laugh out loud, both inside and outside the field.

The soldiers are not bloody, and even the opponent's body is defeated by a world-class strong man. How many people can do it in the whole world besides this Deadly Demon King? Compared to his strength, people will never forget his cruelty and terror. In the battle against Tianchen City, how many people's bodies were blown into blood-spraying blood holes by him, how many people's bodies became fragmented in his hands, and how many people died without a complete corpse...

He has an almost weird and beautiful appearance... but he is an absolute devil. The Russian Thunderbolt Magician was not defeated by him, but by his fear of him... This also shows how amazing his terror has reached. With his reputation, he feared his opponents directly to the point of defeat. Looking at the history of the debate between the countries, Murong Qiushui was the first.

Murong Qiushui put away his love gun, curled his lips boredly, threw a meaningful smile to the girl in the audience, and turned around and left the competitive platform. Although he had not taken action, no one who had watched this game would forget his name. This kind of victory without a fight is even more unforgettable than a tragic battle.

"What a heartbreaking girl." After Murong Qiushui, Youyou said something very worthy of beating.

"I really want to know what kind of girl will be with you for the rest of your life in the future." Situ Sha held her chin with one hand and said something interesting, and the eyes of the others also turned to Murong Qiushui's face... They were also very interested. What kind of woman will his partner be for a man like Murong Qiushui?

Murong Qiushui stretched out her white fingers and plucked the slightly messy hair on her forehead, and said with a smile: "With my charm, I think this question is not a problem at all. Are you right? My dear Xiao Shuna."

While speaking, Murong Qiushui's eyes were flowing, her eyes were full, as if covered with a layer of crystal water, blooming with soft and pitiful light. The momentary brilliance made Situ Shuna stunned... Immediately, Situ Shuna shook her whole body as if she was stabbed by a needle, turned around in panic, and she no longer dared to talk to Murong Qiushui.

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"Ding... The fifth game of the first World of Destiny's Discussion on the World of Destiny is about to begin. Please enter the 5th player on both sides."

"It's my turn." Hua Qimeng, who had been quiet and silent, opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the athletic platform. The next game will be her game. The opponent's name is "The Voice of God", and she is the strongest summoner in Russia.

Although Russia no longer has the hope of winning, the game still has to continue. Even if it is bound to lose, it will fight to the end. This is the dignity and pride of their Russia.

"Come on." Ye Tianxie looked into her eyes and said two words with a smile.

Feeling his eyes and listening to his voice, Hua Qimeng's face was instantly red, and the extremely shameful scenes that happened yesterday appeared in her mind uncontrollably... These scenes had been in her mind for a whole morning, and they could not be gone. Because with her feelings, before that, Gen could not imagine that she would do such a shameful thing and make such a disastrous sound.

Under Ye Tianxie's gaze, Hua Qimeng bit her lip lightly, and Gen didn't dare to look up at him. She picked up the teleportation card and teleported herself to the competitive arena as if she was escaping.

"I think the second brother's words "Come on, come on" are completely unnecessary. The little sister Qi Meng is the least person among us who needs to cheer. I think this game is... ten seconds, no, no, it can end in five seconds." Murong Qiushui lit his chin and said with a smile.

"No, it's at most three seconds!" Situ Shi suddenly stretched out three fingers.

Hua Qimeng on the competitive stage is white-clothed than snow, with a slender figure and as quiet as a lotus. A misty dreamy aura faintly released from her body. Her face was covered with a thick veil, only a pair of deep and clear eyes were revealed. Like Meng Yuyi, she never showed her face in front of others, and no one even knew her true nickname and true identity, but every time she appeared, she deeply impressed people with her temperament alone. Ye Tianxie's eyes were open to admire Qimeng on the stage without blinking, and an evil smile unconsciously arose the corner of her mouth... Who would have thought that this elegant girl was whipped under his crotch with another girl last night, and she also made a bone-eroded yin fairy sound.

Hua Qimeng's voice was even more fascinating than Mu Xiaoyao's singing... His eyes lingered over Hua Qimeng's body curves, and Ye Tianxie had begun to conceive of the evil plan to train this pure and quiet girl into a slut. Defiling purity is the black hope that most men buried deep in their hearts.

"Ding... Dream hunting (dial name), level: unknown, occupation: Holy Spirit God—vs—Voice of God, level: 85, occupation: Paradise Messenger, competition begins!!"

"Show up, my partner!"

Hua Qimeng is the second only to the evil heaven among the Heavenly Soul. God's voice knew that he could not have any chance of winning against her. So at the beginning of the game, he summoned his strongest summoning beast without any hesitation or pause. Amid his summoning, two tall people, holding staff, and flapping two pairs of huge wings behind him... They are two winged people who exist in legends and are usually extremely rare to see!

"Go on, my partner!"

Amid the shouts of God's voice, the two winged men flapped their wings and rushed towards Hua Qimeng at the same time.

Hua Qimeng raised her head slightly. She didn't even summon her Holy Spirit Staff, but just stretched out her fingers and slowly moved in the void.

Suddenly, as time suddenly stopped, the two winged men flying towards her in the air kept flying in the air, and there was no trace of movement on their bodies... Not only the two winged men, but also the "voice of God" who was performing the summoning action and was about to summon the two winged men again.

Space blockade!

Under Hua Qimeng's space blockade, God's voice and his summoned beast completely lost their ability to move as if frozen. Such a blockade is irresistible to the players, and it is impossible for anyone to break free. After the blockade, Hua Qimeng's palm swung casually, and with a "ping-table", the blocked space was suddenly broken. Under the tearing force caused by the breaking of the space, God's voice was thrown away, flew out of the athletic platform, and landed far away outside the field.

"Ding...'The Voice of God' fell off the field, 'Dream Search' won, and the Chinese War Zone won +1..."

In this way, the competition ended at the beginning, just because the strong man in the Russian war zone was Hua Qimeng.

Hua Qimeng took back her palm. During the entire competition, there was no rippling in her aura, and it was as calm as a pool of quiet water.

However, just as she was about to leave the competitive arena, a sudden change occurred...
Chapter completed!