The night feathers had just stepped down, and the staff of the duel field quickly towed the dead bodies on the stage.

These corpses need to be sent to a certain place immediately to refine and turn into a blood spar. The longer the shelf life, the lower the quality of the refining bloodstone.

The absorption of blood spar can be increased, so the price is not cheaper than the drug.

A nine-step blood spar of average quality is enough to sell millions of coins!

This price can be purchased in large quantities in addition to some top-notch forces and second-rate forces. It is difficult for any other small forces and individuals to buy too much at once.

While walking to the lounge, the night feathers are on the side of the mind, just the eleventh, there are nine games to get the blood spar through the game!

In the eyes of everyone, the night feathers passed through the lounge and received the gold coins they deserved at the registration desk.

Ready to leave the Shura duel.

Just walked outside, the night feathers lifted up and saw the old Lai three, a look in the eyes.

Lao Lai is okay, Jing Fei on the side... The face is a bit strange.

Lao Lai used his eyes to indicate aside.

The night feathers are coveted.

"Ms. Demon Ji, don't mind if I call you that." Huang Pujun smiled and walked toward the night feathers.

Behind him is a hundred flower dancers and seven or eight emperors.

Obviously, the reason why Jing Fei’s face is ugly is because of the Emperor!

The night feathers looked at Huang Pujun's pretty face and smiled slightly: "I mind."

The smile on the face of Huang Pujun was solidified, and his eyes gradually became cold.

Huang Pujun did not expect that this enchantress would dare to reject himself when he knew his identity!

"Xiao Ji, the eleven-game winning streak is so mad, you really think that you are invincible!" Huang Pujun's eyes are angry, the smile of the corner of his mouth has completely disappeared.

Yu Yujun looked at Huang Pujun and glanced at the hundred flower dance standing behind her. The smile on his lips was still: "I am not crazy, but some people, not worthy, don't believe, you can ask the person behind you if she It’s mine, will she promise you?”

"No." Baihua dance smiled and looked at the night feathers, and accidentally matched it.

The answer to the Baihua Dance made the night feathers stunned. This answer is somewhat intriguing.

"You!" Huang Pujun's demeanor is no longer. His original demeanor was disguised. Now that Yu Yujun is so crowded, Huang Pujun has no intention of saying good words.

"Lin Yong! You are still doing what you are doing, don't bring this goods back to me!" Huang Pujun was so angry.

The seven ninth-order powerhouses behind him, together, do not believe that this enchantress can play!

"Who dares to move the night sister!" A Xiu suddenly jumped to the side of the night feathers.

Seeing the look of A Xiu's face, the Baihua Dance was inexplicably smiling at the night feathers.

"A Xiu, stay awake." Yu Yu looked at the seven brawny men who were surrounded by themselves, and the eyes were full of coldness.

Hey!

Hey.

The night feathers directly use the purple shadow flash, the Huangpu Jun with these beaters are nine-order strong are not fake, but none of them are the late nine-stage, most of them are the early and mid-ninth.

At this time, facing the night feathers, there was no power to fight back. During the several breaths, Lin Yong and other seven emperor disciples fell to the ground.

Solved the seven people, the night feathers did not stop here, the body shape directly flashed to the front of Huangpu, one hand grabbed the throat of Huangpu Jun.

"Ah!" Huang Pujun was shocked. He didn't expect this enchantress to dare to start with himself. He was the Prince of the Emperor! This enchantress is not afraid of the revenge of the Emperor!

Wanting to call people, Huang Pujun found that he had no room for Zhangkou, and that hand was close at hand!

Snapped!

The night's wrist was grasped by a white hand.