The two women simultaneously looked at Bai Ming.
But Bai Ming turned his head, his gaze falling on Wu Po Xing's battlefield: "Good! This life-for-life move truly possesses some of the bravery from the Great Cataclysm era!"
Then they looked at Yan Kuang.
At this moment, he was pressed against Bai Ming, not even turning his head.
No way.
Both of them were poor, and extremely poor at that!
Creak~ Creak~!
Ling Qianxue almost ground her teeth to dust: "No! This bet, this girl will make it even if it costs her life!"
Then.
Ling Qianxue directly called Qin Mu.
"Senior Brother Qin~~"
On the other side, Qin Mu was about to give Wu Po Xing a thumbs-up and prepare to enter the Arena when he heard Ling Qianxue's soft, boneless voice.
"What the heck!?"
"What are you doing~?"
Ling Qianxue put on a self-taught cutesy voice and pouted, "Senior Brother Qin, I saw a handbag in the Metaverse, will you buy it for me, please~"
Pfft!
