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Who's being pointed at?
It's her, it's her, it's really her!
Usually, when someone is pointed at with a weapon, Qin Yu is a hundred percent the target.
But today, it's a bit unexpected.
Qin Yu compared the other person's eyes with the direct line extended from the gun tip, and she said, "He's pointing at Senior Brother."
On the side, Ying Ruoruo agreed but wondered silently: why does Senior Sister Qingqiu's face have a look of relief and gratitude?
Because someone else is in the spotlight!
Of course, Fifth Daoling also knows this Bai Ze's target is himself.
He stood in front of the Wuque disciples, his waist hanging with a sword, a man like a pine tree at the precipice.
Stable and unwavering.
He stared at Bai Ze, also at his gun tip.
River Monster's turbulence, Tianzang's grand event.
He didn't unsheathe his sword, just said a sentence.
"Now, it's not suitable."
"After registration, during the selection, you and I shall meet to see who's superior."
