Phantom Night Phoenix picked his eyes lightly, pretending to be angry and pinching the tip of the other party's nose, and when the other party smiled, he pulled the person into his arms, rubbed it dotingly, and then pressed it tightly to his chest.

The corners of Long Ziyue's mouth were raised very high, her beautiful eyes were sparkling, close to the other party's solid chest, listening to the heartbeat from her chest, her heart almost turned into water.

At this moment, there was a sudden throbbing pain in the heart, as if something was biting the heart, Long Ziyue's beautiful eyes wrinkled, and she retreated slightly from Phantom Night's chest, and the throbbing pain disappeared.

Long Ziyue twisted her eyebrows, raised her hand to touch her heart, and carefully sensed it, but the throbbing pain never appeared again, everything returned to normal, as if the throbbing pain was just Long Ziyue's illusion.

Could it be that I sensed it wrong? After thinking for a moment with some suspicion, but still not finding anything, Long Ziyue put down his deep investigation and turned his gaze to the battlefield again.

In the next few matches, because of the large difference in the strength of the opponents, there was no anxiety, and the two sides only played hundreds of rounds before the game ended, and it was not until the eighth game that there was a change.

The eighth game is Nan Lingyu vs. Liuguang Pavilion Fengyi, the two are similar in strength, and they are both pharmacists, so it will naturally not be easy to fight, the two sides have fought thousands of rounds in a row and still can't tell the winner, Nan Lingyu is a little panting, if you continue to fight like this, it will be dark, and you have to find a way to end it as soon as possible.

Taking advantage of the fact that the other party was also wheezing and breathing, Nan Lingyu quickly glanced around from the storage bracelet, his beautiful eyes fixed on a white jade bottle, and his eyes lit up.

If you use it, I'm afraid you can win.

After making up his mind, Nan Lingyu did not hesitate, turned out the jade bottle, opened the lid, and a golden-red flame instantly erupted from the bottle.

Feng Yi was exhausted at this time, when he saw the fire phoenix flying, he gritted his teeth and wanted to retreat, but his physical strength was too great, and his movements could not keep up, and he was hit by the fire phoenix on his chest and fell out of the field as soon as his steps were slow.

Seeing Feng Yi's defeat, Nan Lingyu breathed a heavy sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and dragged his heavy steps back to the viewing platform, Long Ziyue smiled lightly, took a square silk handkerchief from the bracelet, and took a few spirit fruits to replenish his physical strength and handed them to Nan Lingyu.

Nan Lingyu stretched out his hand to take it, wiped his sweat, took another bite of the spirit fruit, and then looked at Long Ziyue with an incredible gaze, his beautiful eyes sparkling, "Senior sister, how do you know that I can't win against Feng Yi, that's why you gave me the fire bottle of the Phoenix Hellfire?" ”

Long Ziyue smiled and said softly: "I don't know the result, I just give you an extra chance of winning."

Nan Lingyu didn't care about this, ate the spirit fruit, wiped his hands, and hugged Long Ziyue, the corners of his lips raised high, "You are really my good junior sister"

"Let go" aside, Phantom Night drank with a cold face

Nan Ling Yu smiled and let go of his hand, and Long Ziyue was pulled into his arms by the phantom night.

Long Ziyue shook her head, smiled and looked at the ruling table, the game has been completed for eight games, only she and Lingmo have not yet appeared, I don't know who this one will be.

Luo Yi picked up a bamboo slip, looked at it, raised his eyes and said: "In the ninth game, the Spirit of the Wind Spirit Dynasty fought against the Mushan Sect Guyu"

The words fell, and Lingmo and Gu Yu also came to the battlefield one after another.

Ling Mo was still smiling shallowly, and Shui Ling's eyes were full of smiles, as if he was not worried about the fact that his opponent was a high-level Spirit Venerable, and his leisurely appearance was helpless.