Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

After an hour, Qingtian stood on the ring with a gong. "Oh!" The gong sounded, and the noisy venue was silent immediately, and a book held by the house servant next to Qingtian took a book in his hand, stood in the middle of the ring with the book, and said loudly, The second round of the Wulin Conference is now underway. Please draw with the martial arts representatives to draw the list of players. "

Representatives of various majors came to power, took a numbered signature from a bamboo bucket prepared in advance, and went to another housekeeper to see which gang the corresponding number was.

"Okay, now the second round of the game, the first group, the first, will be played by Liu Yetang, against the snow lotus." The division work is over soon, holding out the list in the sky, announced loudly.

"Pap !!!!" As soon as Optima's words fell, thunderous applause broke out on the court, and the second round of the test officially kicked off.

With the appearance and end of a group of people, the shouts of cheering went together, the swords and swords on the ring, blood spilled, and murder appeared. In this second round of competition, more than half of the contestants died. So that it is so bright and capable of eradicating the forces of other martial arts, how can the major martial arts really reach the end? The sects of the dead are all heartbroken and regretful, and the winning sects are all happy. People on the stage are like trapped beasts. If they don't want to be killed by others, they must kill others first. One by one, his eyes are red, and he desperately wants to win. Where is this competition? It's literally a torture, and it doesn't stop until one party is destroyed.

For the killing on the ring, the people of Moran Villa did not stop it, but took a tacit attitude. Although it seems to be the end, the fact is that life and death are all destiny. They all knew in their hearts that if the majors wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to eliminate dissident power, how could they just stay there? Ouyang Xiangtian sipped her tea elegantly, her eyes locked on the platform, and she sometimes looked in the direction of the center of the conference hall. There was a person, a person he cared about.

Suddenly, I don't know the first game, the venue was filled with a strong **** smell on the platform, but this **** smell made the people present crazy.

"This situation seems to be getting more and more wrong." Ye Qiang frowned slightly, covering her nose with her hands in disgust, her eyes narrowed, and said coldly, "It's just a martial arts convention, There is no need to fight for your life. If it is between the big gangs, there is a subtle sympathy between these small gangs, and they also cherish the same talents. Under such circumstances, there should not be such a large-scale casualty . "

"Do you think they look a bit wrong?" Since the start of the second round of trials, after the first round of killing, the prince's eyes have not moved away from the ring, and they are not attracted by their tests. Instead, they were attracted by the killing gas that emanated from them.

"It seems that after taking the weapons prepared by Moran Villa, they have such a situation." Nodded irrevocably, Ye Yan carefully observed each person's expression, clear eyes from the beginning, became Scarlet, after so long observation, she can almost conclude that the problem lies with that weapon.