Cold silk rain does not believe, they a large group of people, will not be afraid of the girl in front of her.

In fact, cold silk rain refused to admit that, in the moment of seeing this girl in front of her, her heart was jealous of madness. Because she has always thought of herself as the most beautiful woman, but compared with the girl in front of her Cold silk rain in the heart is simply angry in the past.

Su Luo's smile is still the same, but the tiny hook's eye tail took the death ridicule.

She didn't speak, just spread out her right hand.

The white fingers, which are as white as jade, are not beautiful because of their light fluorescence.

The crowd was so dazzled that their saliva almost flowed.

Cold silk rain is jealous of the face red, eyes flash through the malicious cold. If she could, she would like to use the sword to chop this gorgeous hand into pieces.

Quan Ziqing's hand shaking slightly holding Chengying sword. For some reason, he had a bad feeling in his heart, as if the sword in his hand was about to fly away. The more nervous he was, the tighter his hand was.

Holding the finger at the handle, the root turns white and the veins bulge. It can be seen how hard he is at this time.

Just then, suddenly, a light flashed.

Like a Wang Qingquan, the holy shadow sword suddenly appears in Su Luo's palm.

"This..." All the people who were still holding their breath just now stare with disbelief!

This sword, unexpectedly, has cultivated spiritual sense. It's really the best sword!

His face turned white with a brush, and the cold sweat flowed down his cheek. It disappeared, even completely disappeared. With his strength, he had no idea how the sword disappeared. When he looked up again, he could clearly see that the sword was lying in Su Luo's palm.

Su Luo held Chengying sword in his backhand, glanced around carelessly, and hooked his lips like a smile: "this letter?"

Nothing needs to be done, just spread out the hand bearing shadow sword and it will return automatically. This is the best proof.

At this time, the whole self-cleaning group had to admit the fact even if they were not willing to.

However, some people are insatiable, such as cold silk rain.

Leng Siyu stood up with a smile and looked at Su Luo coldly and haughtily: "who are you? Why take my elder martial brother's sword? Return the sword

It's really smooth. Su Lu in the heart vomit a trough, the mouth corner still hangs that hangs indifferent sneer, sees her to make complaints about one's hand, the cold silk rain has been pushed aside by her.

All of them were staring at Su Luo's action, and didn't know how to react.

Is it to follow the cold silk rain, or to let her move freely?

When they didn't help, Leng Siyu was in a hurry. She stamped her feet in a hurry, pointed to everyone and said, "you, ah, you are so stupid! You don't want the ten winged angel points? "

The eyelids are so shallow that I can't move my feet when I see a beautiful woman! Cold silk rain in the heart scold.

But cold silk rain's words, did remind people.

And what she said is right, at this time Su Luo is standing in front of the ten winged angel, it is obvious that she will take the integral now.

"Wait a minute!" All self-cleaning hands out a column.

"What can I do for you?" Su Luo looked at him with a smile. His voice was indifferent, but he was thinking about whether to win the gold medal or the diamond card. If he took out the diamond card and the news spread out, it seemed that he could not keep a low profile. Su Luo touched her chin and was in a state of indecision.

"Girl, you can take the sword, but this ten winged angel must belong to us." The whole self-cleaning face was tense, and his eyes were fixed on Su Luo.

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