The next morning, Luo Ling approached the bluestone battle platform with Ke Bei's arm intimately. Today, Luo Ling changed her coldness, and had a faint smile on her lips. Sometimes she raised her little head and looked at Ke Bei's side face with infinite warmth.

Such amazing changes naturally attracted many people to notice.

"Look, Luo Ling is here"

"Hey, she laughed? It turns out that this iceberg can laugh too."

"Who is that man next to me? Fuck, has my goddess fallen?"

Just as Luo Ling walked towards the Bluestone Battle Platform with his arms in his arms, thousands of people near the Bluestone Battle Platform turned their eyes to Luo Ling at the same time. When they saw the faint smile on Luo Ling's cheek, they all exclaimed. Luo Ling had always been an iceberg in their hearts. Unexpectedly, the iceberg melted today. At the same time, they also saw Ke Bei, who was tightly held by Luo Ling. While they were secretly envious, a ray of jealousy also blew up.

If the person held by Luo Ling is the top three super strong people on the Qinglong list, these people will be more likely to accept it. After all, the woman they admire can be with the heroes, and they can barely accept that ending, but now that person is the unknown Ke Bei, and then his mood is very different.

"Fuck! Who is that kid? Why is he with my Ling'er!"

"I haven't seen it before, I should be a newcomer. Damn, a newcomer who doesn't even dare to participate in the ranking battle of the Qinglong List, what qualifications are there to be for Ling'er's favor?"

"Ling'er belongs to everyone, how can that bastard be ruined!"

The originally quiet bluestone battlefield suddenly became boiling, and young talents stared at Ke Bei fiercely.

"Tsk tsk, Ling'er, you have so many admirers."

Ke Bei calmly glanced at the people who were quite indignant. He looked at Luo Ling's pretty face and chuckled softly.

"Jealous?"

A cunning look flashed in Luo Ling's eyes, and she spitted her rosy little tongue at Ke Bei, with a happy smile on her cheeks.

"That, it's not jealous. Ling'er can be admired by so many people. How could I be jealous? It's just that it's uncomfortable to be watched by so many people."

Ke Bei touched his nose and said with some guilt.

“Geeh…”

Shui Lingling's crystal black eyes looked at Ke Bei's somewhat guilty expression. Luo Ling immediately smirked. At this moment, she suddenly felt very happy, unprecedented happiness, and her heart felt like honey was filled with honey. The sweet Luo Ling's whole body was a little soft.

"Ahem, Brother Ke Bei, when will I come back?"

When Ke Bei and Luo Ling walked towards the bluestone battle platform, Luo Han had already seen the two of them, but when Luo Ling was snuggling intimately in Ke Bei's arms, he felt a little embarrassed and embarrassed to come forward to say hello.

Luo Ling is his real sister. Luo Ling knew very well about Ke Bei. So he wanted to disturb the two of them, but seeing that Luo Ling seemed to be about to pounce on Ke Bei's arms, he immediately looked down on him.

There is no such name yet, it would be inappropriate to hug me in public!

In fact, every brother's heart is the same. He hopes that his sister will find his own happiness, but when he sees his sister throwing into the arms of other men, he still can't help feeling a little inexplicably melancholy.

"Brother Luo"

When Ke Bei saw Luo Han coming, he felt a little embarrassed and wanted to pull his arm out of Luo Ling's arms, but Luo Ling was holding it tightly and couldn't pull it out at all. So Ke Bei could only smile awkwardly at Luo Han, and had to let Luo Ling hold his arm tightly.

"Ling'er, your opponent is very strong, just give up this game."

Seeing that his sister refused to let go, Luo Han could only shake her head helplessly and smile bitterly. After being silent for a moment, he said slowly in a low voice.

"who?"

Hearing Luo Han's words, Luo Ling raised his curved eyebrows slightly, slowly raised his head, and asked at Luo Han.

"Good article! The original Qinglong list is fourth!"

Luo Han's tail hair with thick eyebrows slightly sinks and said in a deep voice. If he can rank fourth in the Qinglong List, his strength must be very strong. Even if Luo Han himself faces Jia Wen, there is almost no chance of winning, let alone Luo Ling, who is only in the lower position of the Break the Fairy Realm.

There is no weak person who can enter the top ten of the Qinglong list!

Who doesn’t have their own trump card?

With Luo Ling's strength at this time, there is no problem with dealing with ordinary tyrants, but it is unlikely to defeat the top ten masters of the Qinglong List. Last time he fought with Hexuan, Luo Han could naturally see that Hexuan did not show his true strength.

"Haha, it's okay, I'm here"

Seeing Luo Ling's face change, Ke Bei gently patted her little hand and comforted her.

As long as he enters the top ten of the Qinglong List, he can build his own team. With Ke Bei's current strength, he can easily enter the top ten. At that time, he just needs to build a team and earn points with Luo Ling.

With Ke Bei's current strength, it is easy to destroy zombies within the sphere of human influence.

"kindness"

Luo Ling, who had always been strong, nodded obediently when he heard Ke Bei's words.

"Forehead?"

Seeing Luo Ling so well-behaved, Luo Han was stunned and sighed inwardly, "The woman is too big to stay." He was so tired of his mouth. Luo Ling was determined to fight and insisted on entering the top ten of the Qinglong list. Unexpectedly, Ke Bei was just a light sentence and convinced the stubborn Luo Ling. Luo Han glanced at Ke Bei deeply and sighed in his heart.

"Let's go, just give up in the next game. Anyway, with your current points, there is no problem with entering the Qinglong List. The points you have fallen behind will be able to catch up after the second stage of the Qinglong List begins."

"I promise to make your final points in the top ten!"

Ke Bei raised his chest slightly and stared at Luo Ling's cheeks with a faint smile. His tone was calm, but his words contained absolute confidence!

"Yeah, I'll listen to you."

Luo Ling gently leaned her head against Ke Bei's chest, completely ignoring Luo Han who was standing aside and staring in amazement. As for the thousands of people around him, Luo Ling didn't care even more.

Time passed slowly. On the bluestone battle platform, people kept walking up and down. After seven games, Luo Ling finally came to play.

"Next game. Luo Ling fights Jia Wen!"

Above the bluestone platform, a powerful war god realm man wearing silver armor and serving as the referee, stepped on the void and floating quietly. The thick voice clearly reached the ears of thousands of people below the field.

"Go"

Hearing the deep voice of the middle-aged man, Ke Bei looked at Luo Ling, whose little face was filled with a happy smile, and said softly.

"kindness"

Luo Ling nodded slowly, gently relaxed Ke Bei's arm and headed towards the Bluestone Battle Platform with ease. Because Ke Bei returned, Luo Ling no longer had any pressure in her heart. No matter how strong his opponent was, what if Ke Bei was. Anyway, Ke Bei asked him to admit defeat directly.

With a faint smile on his fair cheeks, Luo Ling walked onto the bluestone battle platform with a relaxed look.

"You are Luo Ling?"

Jiawen looks young but not big, her cheeks are childish, and she has a light-colored beard on her chin. This beard looks very light. If you don’t look carefully, it’s really not easy to find out. She is wearing a silver uniform and holding a three-foot-long blue ancient sword with a quaint atmosphere in her left hand, and her black shoulder-length hair moves with the wind. She has a chic and casual style of an ancient man.

Jiawen has long heard of Luo Ling, who can reach this level with the cultivation level of the lower level of the mortal realm. But today I saw Luo Ling for the first time and felt that it seemed different from the rumor.

This girl with a happy smile on her cheeks seemed to have nothing to do with the legendary woman with a look of indifferent expression and an iceberg!

"kindness"

Luo Ling nodded slowly with a faint smile on his cheek.

"What a beautiful woman, I'm afraid that only my sister can match her entire genius training camp."

Jiawen looked at Luo Ling's clever smile, and was a little lost. However, in an instant, another woman appeared in his mind. After sighing for a moment, an elegant smile appeared on his slightly tender cheeks.

"Haha...If your cultivation level reaches the level of the mortal realm, you may be able to fight, but now..."

Jiawen looked at Luo Ling, with a faint apology on her slightly tender cheeks.

"It's okay, I know, I'm not your opponent now, hehe... I've given up, you might have a chance to fight him."

Luo Ling smiled, pointed to Ke Bei below the stage, then gently lifted the lotus step and slowly walked down the Bluestone Battle Stage.

Jia Wen was stunned, and then followed Luo Ling's eyes and looked at Ke Bei.

"Is it him? That fool?"

The moment Jiawen saw Ke Bei, he was stunned again. He had a relationship with Ke Bei, and Jiawen still clearly remembered that Ke Bei was talking stupidly at the foot of the mountain leading to the God of War Palace.

“Hahaha, I’m looking forward to it”

Jiawen looked at Luo Ling's back and laughed heartily.

Luo Ling walked to Ke Bei, took his arm obediently, looked at Jiawen on the Bluestone Battle Platform, and chuckled.

"Ke Bei, if you have the chance to help me defeat him, it will be my first time giving in."

Luo Ling raised her head slightly and looked at Ke Bei and said seriously. Luo Ling was already very strong in character, but now she took the initiative to admit defeat because of Ke Bei's words. Although she didn't say anything, she actually cared deeply in her heart.

"no problem!"

Ke Bei knew Luo Ling's personality and slowly stretched out his fingers, gently lifted the few strands of purple hair that floated in front of Luo Ling's eyes behind him, and said in a firm tone.

Since Luo Ling has given up, Jia Wen naturally walked off the Bluestone Battle Stage.

At this time, the old man who was stepping on the void and floating in the air glanced at Jiawen, then looked at Ke Bei, and a smile that was not easy to detect appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Last night, the Blood Wind War God had specially instructed the powerful war god realm who served as the referee to let him arrange Ke Bei's first opponent as Jiawen.

The old palace master of the God of War Palace had a high opinion of Ke Bei, so high that even the Blood Wind War God could not believe it. Therefore, he moved his mind slightly and decided to arrange the Jiawen, who could reach the invincible level of escape from the mortal realm with a slight difference in strength, to Ke Bei.

Use the good text as a touchstone to see if the young man named Ke Bei is really as powerful as the old palace master commented.

"In the next game, Ke Bei fights Jia Wen!"

The strong man in the War God Realm who was stepping on the void, the thick voice sounded again and clearly entered everyone's ears. (To be continued...)

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