Chapter 787: This is over (2)

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"Miss Ji, please." Master Yue slowly opened his mouth and his voice was full of helplessness.
Knowing that it is not good, but also the scalp, this torture, it is really uncomfortable.
The monsoon smoked and smiled at the master of Yue, and the eyes swept over the big princess who had already been enchanted. Then he said: "That is enlighten me."
Master Yue smiled bitterly.
Where does he dare to enlighten her?
However, it is self-deprecating.
The last battle started in a blink of an eye.
In this battle, everyone's eyes are closely on the monsoon smoke.
Everyone in the Presbyterian Church has already lost their talents for the monsoon smoke. They naturally know that Master Yue will definitely lose this time.
A subtle emotion rises in the hearts of more than a dozen top powerhouses in the elders' home. Every move of the monsoon smoke is like opening the door to a new world for them.
Magical and mysterious, they used to deal with the monsoon smoke, they are very strange to the strokes of the monsoon smoke. After knowing this battle, they have to decide the outcome. They have some regrets.
These girls, who are fighting against her, are under great pressure, but they are a new inspiration for them.
The monsoon smoke is still unknown, and the battle between himself and Master Yue has become a feast for the people in the elders' home.
Master Yue is now also the strength of the holy magic guide, but unlike the light magic of Duanmu, he is repairing wood magic.
The magic of wood magic is far less than the magic of other attributes, but it is extremely curative and a very rare magic element.
However, these rare magical elements show their own advantages in the battle of one-on-one.
However, in the blink of an eye, Master Yue has already fallen into the wrong wind.
With the defeat of Master Yue, the big princess’s fanatical expectation, a little bit of nothing, the smile of her mouth became distorted and stiff.
How could this be?
How could this be?
The monsoon smoke has already played 12 games. How can she still have such a strong spirit? Isn't she tired? Not tired?
Monsoon smoke will be tired and tired.
But definitely not now.
On the way back to the emperor, the monsoon smoke has been cultivating the inner jewel with the gems that the ancient dragon gave her, and the power left by the ancient dragons is more pure than the power borrowed from the bones of the demon god.
The ancient dragons are one of the most powerful ethnic groups under the birth of the heavens and the earth. Their own strength also comes from all things in the world, and that power is even more precious for the monsoon smoke.
The monsoon smoke at this time has repaired most of Nei Dan. It is full of gas, waiting for a hearty battle, which will allow her to accumulate the instinct consumption in Nendary to have a higher promotion.
And a dozen people in the elders' homes, bad luck, just happened to be the object of the monsoon smoke.
The big princess did not know the original, but when she watched that Master Yue was forced to retreat by the lightning of the monsoon smoke, her heart was cold.
"I lost." Yue master rushed to the emperor, holding the staff's hand and trembled, he lost, lost completely, lost no suspense.
The monsoon smoke smiled slightly, and the eyes skipped the people in the elders' home.
"This time, with the end of the 12 battles, the gambling is over, I won." The monsoon smoked the smile.
The elders can only helplessly sigh.