"My golden words will naturally not be false!" Bei'an Emperor said, curiously asking,
"My dear, what wish do you have? I will do my best to fulfill it for you."
Winning over a future god-level master is definitely a profitable business for the royal family.
Once he reaches the level of Baili Qingxue, there are only a lot more major forces that want to win him over.
Moreover, Baili Qingxue lacked almost everything. Emperor Bei'an was really curious about what else Baili Qingxue could ask for from him.
Not only him, but most of the people in the martial arts arena were itching and unbearable. They all stretched their necks to know what Baili Qingxue's wish was.
Baili Qingxue, who was in the center of everyone's gaze, pursed her lips silently, cupped her hands and said, "I want to talk about it after I win the competition."
Everyone was slightly disappointed, but their curiosity was aroused even higher!
"Okay!" Emperor Bei'an was not angry at all for Baili Qingxue's concealment. Instead, he said happily, "Then I will first congratulate Aiqing on your victory!"
Since Baili Qingxue said he wanted to win the competition, it meant that he was extremely confident about this competition.
Emperor Bei'an knew very well that Baili Qingxue was not an aimless person. Since he said he would win, he would definitely win!
Thinking of the arrogant Nanjiang barbarian who was knocked down, the smile on Emperor Bei'an's face could hardly be suppressed, and the depression that had been suppressed by Nanjiang disappeared.
After finishing a plate of grapes, Yun Qingyan frowned slightly. Baili Qingxue's look just now... gave her an ominous premonition.
Guang Han still had an expressionless handsome face.
He looked at the grapes that had only one branch left on Yun Qingyan's table, and silently pushed the untouched plate of purple grapes on his desk. His words were still frighteningly concise, "Eat."
Yun Qingyan's mouth twitched as he looked at the extra plate of purple grapes on his table, shook his head and said, "I won't eat it. I'm too lazy to peel it."
Guang Han pursed his lips and silently took back the plate of grapes.
Yun Qingyan thought he had given up, but after a while, a crystal clear grape was placed on her empty plate.
The tender and juicy flesh is crystal clear and whets your appetite.
"You eat it, I'll peel it off." The voice was straight and without any ups and downs, like a sword blazing through the cold sky, carrying the owner's unique temperament.
Yun Qingyan looked at the crystal-clear grapes on the plate, and then looked up at Guang Han's expressionless face. She really couldn't connect that face with his behavior.
Brother Guanghan! How did you do such a warm thing with such a cold expression? !
"Eat it." Pushing the plate with the fruit pulp in front of Yun Qingyan, Guang Han's eyes fell on the stage again, "The battle between heaven-level masters will be of great benefit to you. You can eat it at the same time look."
"Uh-huh."
In fact, watching the battles between Tianyuan masters was not an improvement for her. After all, all she had seen in her previous life were battles between the God-Emperor and the God-Emperor.
However, Yun Qingyan did not reject Guang Han's kindness. Yun Qingyan nodded and cast his gaze on the stage.
On the vast competition stage, the wounded who had been defeated by Batu had been carried off by dedicated personnel.
A tall man with big arms, round waist, bare upper body, strong muscles, and dark skin stood on the right side of the competition stage.
A cold and arrogant young man with a thin body, tall and straight posture, extremely handsome, and wearing white clothes stood on the left side of the competition stage.
The two courts are resisting each other, and a confrontation is forming!
Third update~~~ε=(ο｀*))) Alas, the world lacks a brother like Guanghan, melancholy
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