Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 102: Give up

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Although Ye Qingling has been controlled by the sword of Xuan Yin, his consciousness is still there.

At this time, seeing Ye Fengyu's eyes with coldness, a pair of reckless hard-to-fights, a sense of fear suddenly rose in his heart.

The weak and cowardly eighth brother who has always looked down upon, would he have such a strong aura?

That woman in Ye Qingluo...what magic is there?

Not only is you reborn, but you can also change the people around you!

Thinking of Ye Qingluo, the jealousy in Ye Qingling's heart burned.

"I wanted to save your life! Okay, the game is over!"

Under Ye Qingling's eyes, the air of Xuanyin surged freely.

In an instant, she saw countless cold air blooming all over her body.

The long sword confronting Ye Fengyu began to tremble.

"Not good! She and that evil sword are combined!" Old Man Cang's anxious voice came.

Two into one?

Ye Qingluo's face turned pale.

Ye Qingling hates her so much?

Even at the expense of yourself, will Ye Fengyu be put to death?

Combine with the evil sword that controls oneself, that is to completely give up your soul and sink into the evil sword.

If you are lucky, you can still withdraw your spiritual consciousness from the evil sword.

If luck is bad...

That will be swallowed up by the evil sword and become food for the evil sword!

"Girl, if you want to save your brother's life, leave here immediately and find a fair master to admit defeat for him!" Old man Cang quickly gave a solution.

Give up?

Ye Fengyu has stayed until now for this opportunity to be admitted to the hospital.

He...will not agree to admit defeat...

"Don't think so much anymore, that kid still has another chance to be admitted to the hospital, and when he enters the Xuan Academy next time to recruit new students, he still has a chance!" The old man Cang's voice became more and more impatient, "Leave his life. More important than anything!"

My life is gone, this competition is still a loss.

Keep your life, and let Ye Fengyu struggle in the days to come.

Old Man Cang would not say this for no reason.

Ye Qingluo looked deeply at the ring, the corner of his mouth was overflowing with blood, but Ye Fengyu was still stubbornly unwilling to let go.

Taking a deep breath, closing his eyes.

Condense the spiritual consciousness, and the person has returned to the audience area.

Ziling saw that Ye Qing had fallen, and grabbed her arm anxiously: "Miss, Master Eight... Master Eight..."

The words are not finished yet, and a bag of black stone has been stuffed in his hand.

Ye Qingluo's figure quickly moved in the audience area, with a weird pace, a few toss and turns, and the person had arrived behind the main trial stage.

Behind the main trial platform, there are several tables.

Several elderly people in white robes sat lazily.

Ye Qingluo noticed that they had different medals inlaid on their robes.

It is bar-shaped and has different colors.

It should represent their status in Shangxuan Academy.

Ye Qingluo quickly searched, and finally settled on an old man.

The old man slept on the table, with the two characters Long Fei Feng Wu pasted on the side—justice.

Ye Qingluo couldn't see his badge, presumably this should be the just master.

Ye Qingluo walked over.

The few masters who were still chatting with each other actually stopped their voices at this time, each of them opened their eyes wide, looking at Ye Qingluo in surprise.

"That's not the old man Yougui, the girl... actually walked towards the old man Yougui!"

"The little girl is going to die! She is not afraid of death to disturb the old man Googui sleeping!"

"Will it kill anyone?"

"It will affect the style of Shangxuan Academy!"

A group of people talked over there.

Ye Qingluo didn't think deeply about who the old man Yugui is at this time.

She walked forward quickly, "slap", and slammed on the table: "Justice Master, I will give up for my brother!"