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Chapter 63

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Mister Lu also smiled. "Even if the other boys don't kill him, Wu Qiyue will come to her senses sooner or later. Men rely on their strength to stand in this world, not their looks. "

You Ye nodded. "This is indeed a laughable episode. It seems that Wu Qiyue's temperament is still immature. Before next year's Hidden Dragon Ranking reshuffles, I will test her opinion and see if she is interested in the ranking. If she can choose not to participate, I can pay a certain amount of compensation to ensure that Fu Zhuo can keep his position as one of the four kings. "

Mister Lu nodded. "Then this Yang Qingxuan … young master wants to help him enter the Hidden Dragon Ranking?"

You Ye said, "The Hidden Dragon Ranking is ranked one hundred. The ninety after that are all trash. I only favor the top ten. If this Yang Qingxuan has the potential to enter the top ten, then he is worthy of my investment. Otherwise, there is no need. "

Mister Lu was startled. "Top ten? That has to reach Fang Chen's level. Last year, Fang Chen was the same as young master, successfully challenging those above his level. After all, his master is Elder Lu Jiangpeng. "

You Ye smiled coldly. "Jade won't become useful without grinding. How can it be so easy to enter the top ten of the Hidden Dragon Ranking? Let Cui Zhirong go. "

Mister Lu was shocked. "Him? Then isn't, isn't, isn't this a death sentence for Yang Qingxuan? "

You Ye said, "If he can defeat Cui Zhirong, then he will definitely enter the top ten of the Hidden Dragon Ranking. If he can't, then so be it. Heaven Consort Academy has tens of thousands of students and geniuses. I can find someone else. This world doesn't lack geniuses. What it lacks are peerless geniuses! "

Mister Lu's forehead broke out in cold sweat. He immediately cupped his hands. "Yes! I will inform Cui Zhirong now. "

In the lounge of the fighting arena, Yang Qingxuan was meditating with his eyes closed. Suddenly, a silhouette walked in. He sniffed lightly and immediately smelled the faint scent of cosmetics. He opened his eyes and smiled warmly at the newcomer.

Wenwen's face was pale. She stared at him for a while. "You shouldn't have come again."

Yang Qingxuan smiled. "But I want credits."

Wen Wen said, "If you do that, you'll lose your life."

Yang Qingxuan said seriously, "But if credits have to be fought for with my life, then I can only choose to come."

Wen Wen was stunned and then fell silent.

Everyone had their own path, their own difficulties, and their own choices. If possible, she didn't want to be a maid in a place like this, but did she have a choice?

No.

Wen Wen regained her unrestrained appearance and giggled. "Since that's the case, I wish you good luck." She turned around and left.

She didn't want to stay here any longer. She was afraid of facing her own heart. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to stop herself from crying. A huge pressure weighed down on her heart, making it difficult for her to breathe. She just wanted to find a place to vent.

After leaving Yang Qingxuan's lounge, Wen Wen walked inside Mingyue Mountain Villa. Suddenly, she saw three people coming from the front. The one leading them was Cui Zhirong with a salty and fat face.

Wen Wen turned around and was about to take a detour.

"Stop!"

Cui Zhirong stared at her and sneered. "Where are you going?"

Wen Wen had a disgusted expression and coldly said, "Where I go, what does it have to do with you?"

Cui Zhirong laughed angrily. "Haha, good, good. Then do you know where I'm going? You wouldn't even dream of it. I'm going to the gambling arena now. I just got the order. The higher-ups sent me to tear apart the little fresh meat you brought. Hahaha! "

"What?!"

Wen Wen's whole body trembled, her face pale. "Impossible!"

Looking at Cui Zhirong's ferocious look, Wen Wen knew it was true. She turned around to inform Yang Qingxuan and let him escape quickly.

Cui Zhirong grinned and sneered. "Want to leave? Stay for me! "

He stretched out his hand and the air instantly twisted, as if there was a suction cup. A powerful suction force suddenly erupted and pulled Wen Wen's body over.

"Too much!"

Wen Wen angrily rebuked. She turned around and let the suction force pull her body over. She grabbed the air with both hands and a shining willow leaf appeared in her hand. She used the force of the impact to chop down!

"Haha, you want to kill me?"

Cui Zhirong's face was ferocious and full of cruelty. He said, "I'm afraid you've had this idea for a long time? But even if we're both at the Initial Stage of the Spiritual Martial Force, there's still a huge difference in strength. In the entire Cangnan Country, within the range of the Initial Stage of the Spiritual Martial Force, I'm invincible! "

Wen Wen was shocked. The willow leaf blade covered Cui Zhirong's face and chopped down. When it was three feet away, it seemed to have chopped into a quagmire. The blade was sucked in by a force and could not be pulled out.

It wasn't just the power of the saber. Even her entire body couldn't help but sink into that power.

She turned pale with fright and said, "Your Martial Spirit …!"

Cui Zhirong laughed wildly and said: "Haha, my Martial Spirit is called 'Dragging Mud and Water'. No matter how strong your power is, once you fall into my Martial Spirit, you will not be able to use it. Not to mention you, who are only at the initial stage of the Spirit Martial Force, even if it was a middle stage Spirit Martial Force expert, he would only be able to turn around and run!"

He waved his long sleeve and an invisible force wrapped around Wen Wen's body. With a "bang", she fell to the ground and shattered the bricks on the ground.

Wen Wen spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot. Then she saw a figure flash. Cui Zhirong took advantage of her body and stepped on her back. Under the intense pain, she felt that all her bones were broken and her entire body lost consciousness.

Cui Zhirong stared at her, his eyes emitting a greedy and domineering gaze. He licked his lips and said, "Who told you to pretend to be virtuous? Who told you not to do it for me? After I kill that Yang Qingxuan, I'll enjoy you!"

He waved his hand and said, "Take her back to my room and prepare a whip and pepper water."

The two maids behind him immediately came forward and lifted Wen Wen from the ground. The two maids also had martial arts. Although Wen Wen's spine was broken, the two of them still held her hands and took her away.

Wen Wen's arms were held up and her body hung down powerlessly. Under her dim eyes, she saw Cui Zhirong walking towards the gambling arena. She smiled sadly and thought to herself, "Perhaps this is my retribution. It's just that I've harmed so many people, I deserve it."

She thought of Yang Qingxuan's appearance and could not help but blame herself and regret. However, it was too late. Her heart fell into the abyss and fell into endless despair.

In the gambling arena, as the host appeared, there was a frenzied shout that drowned out the host's words like an ocean.

"Let that Yang Qingxuan come out and die!"

"Kill Yang Qingxuan! If Yang Qingxuan doesn't die today, I'll refund the money! "

"I bet all my money on Yang Qingxuan's death. He must die today!"

All kinds of roars came, and the host also felt a lot of pressure. He smiled awkwardly at the audience and said loudly, "Then I won't say any more nonsense. Next, let's welcome Yang Qingxuan and his opponent Cui Zhirong!"

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