Chapter 1170: Blinking (2/2)
”What do you congratulate? When I don't exist?”
Meng Tianshu faint road.
When everyone heard his voice, it was reflected. There was also an early monk in the field!
”Meng Xiong, this time the Holy Lord presided over this fight, and I and the Shaodong Lord added the referee, which was decided before, I am afraid you...”
Lan Chen Song Zhao Mengshu smiled.
Yunqingchi, standing on the side of the tears of the King of the Kings, also said at this time: ”Indeed, since the rules have been fixed in advance, it is naturally not appropriate to change. Otherwise, is it not necessary for the entire Qinglong mainland to be judged by the legal practitioners?”
“Before setting the rules in advance? It seems that before I came, I have not started fighting. Anyway, I have the qualification to judge.”
Meng Tianshu faint road.
Lan Chensong and Xuan You had an eye contact. Finally, Lan Chensong said with a smile: ”It makes sense to say this, then please judge Meng Meng.”
”Nature is that the tears of the king are stronger.”
Meng Tianshu faint road.
”Tailo is a draw, but the previous test, but the granddaughter under the victory of the nobles, this gamble, should be the next granddaughter won.”
Lan Chensong smiled slightly.
”The old tycoon!”
Everyone knows why Lan Chensong will make such a quick compromise. What he wants is not the victory of Doo Dan. As long as it is a draw, his purpose is achieved.
”Peace? Fighting Dan is the fighting, where is the draw? Since it is a draw, both sides should refine their own medicine, re-match!”
Meng Tianshu faint road.
Fighting again?
”hiss……”
Everyone sucked a sigh of gas, and they all looked at Meng Tianshu, and there was a shocking color in their eyes. I don’t think Meng Tianshu actually played this idea!
Lan Chensong’s face was a glimpse, and then he was annoyed: “Is there such a rule?”
”Why didn't you have a win or loss? This comparison is not counted.”
Meng Tianshu smiled faintly.
”I don't count?”
Blue morning pine eyes showed a hint of anger.
In the eyes of the blue butterfly, there was a hint of anxious color, and I quickly looked at the wind and the clouds. I saw a faint glimpse of Meng Tianshu: ”Meng Zongzhu, the winners and losers have been set, there is no need to stir up the troubles?”
”There is no difference between the Lord and the Lord. If it is impossible to re-do the battle, then the fight between the little one and the girl will naturally be countless. Otherwise, it will spread out, and I am afraid that I will be humiliated.”
Meng Tianshu turned to the wind and nowhere to arch the hand, the road.
What is the name?
The brows were slightly wrinkled, and the monk who was present was glanced at him. It was a little embarrassing. In the end, Yunqingchi opened his mouth. He sighed and said, ”That would be better.”
”You, there is no spiritual material for refining Judan Dan.”
Xuanyou's face is a bit ugly.
”That Xuanyou predecessors are not losing, and they can refine a tear in the furnace.”
Ning Qi seems to laugh and laugh.
In the eyes of Qu Qiuyan, the ecstasy is suddenly revealed. As long as Doosan wins, then today’s comparison with Blue Butterfly has become a draw. Even if the other side asks for a replay, there is no Blue Butterfly, how could it be her opponent?