After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

Every move in the arena was watched by everyone, and many people expressed their puzzlement. Judging from the situation, Yueli was already winning, but why didn't she end it?

"What's wrong with Xiaoli'er? Why does it feel like she is interrogating a prisoner?" She Xiaokui didn't understand.

"Because they belong to Pope Mo, you won't understand for the time being." Long Feiye said lightly.

Yue Mobai glanced lightly, "It has nothing to do with you anyway, what are you struggling with."

"Can't I care about Xiaoli'er?" She Xiaokui hummed lightly.

Hong Yi hurriedly said, "Actually, Senior Sister Li wanted to ask about the owner of the knife."

"Knife? Master?" She Xiaokui suddenly felt strange and immediately looked at Hong Yi.

Long Feiye was also a little surprised. He suddenly thought of something, his eyes moved, and he immediately said, "Is it related to the above?"

Hong Yi nodded, "Yes."

Yue Mobai could also understand what it meant, and immediately looked at Yueli, who was holding the knife in her hand.

However, She Xiaokui was a little stunned, above? Where is the top?

Yue Mobai glanced at her again, "You don't have to worry about it, you will naturally know when you need to know."

She Xiaokui looked at him suspiciously, but Yue Mobai had turned her head and didn't intend to explain.

Yueli glanced at the seat of the audience and landed in the direction where Pope Mo's people were sitting, and swept the faces of those people lightly.

Immediately, he looked at Lu Sheng again, "Where's your leader? Wasn't he still there yesterday? Why didn't he show up today?"

Lu Sheng shook his head again, indicating that he really didn't know.

Yueli stared at him suspiciously, then put the bipolar knife on his neck.

And this action also caused some people to exclaim, "What does Feng Qingcheng want to do?"

"Should she be trying to kill?"

"Wangyou, your sister also has a grudge against Pope Mo's people?" Pu Xiangyuan couldn't help asking.

"Yeah." Wangyou replied.

Park Xiangyuan immediately replied: "Even if there is hatred, I will wait for a while to find an opportunity after the game is over! Isn't this just abandoning the game now?"

Wangyou said lightly, "No."

But he still didn't think that because of the previous reasons, Yueli Club directly killed the disciples of Pope Mo in the ring.

Park Xiangyuan was puzzled, and then looked at the ring again.

The masked man's eyes flashed strangely again, "What the hell are you going to do?"

"Head, what's wrong?" The subordinate next to him immediately looked at him.

The mask said lightly: "Nothing."

When Lu Sheng put the knife on his neck at Yueli, his heart shrank suddenly, and he looked at Yueli in horror.

Yueli didn't say anything, it seemed that the knife and his neck were nothing at all, but Lu Sheng had already felt the coolness coming from the blade.

Lu Sheng's mouth opened immediately, and the tendons in his neck were throbbing violently.

"Why are you so afraid and nervous? Isn't this knife yours?" Yueli said with a small smile, and the strength in his hand increased a bit.

Lu Sheng felt the coolness coming from his neck, and his body was shaken uncontrollably.

"Are you so scared?" Yueli looked at him in surprise, but the knife in his hand never left his neck.

Lu Sheng suddenly wanted to vomit blood and stared at Yueli.

Yueli immediately sneered: "Didn't you just say that the knife is yours? Since it is yours, you can completely control it yourself."

Lu Sheng was stunned when he heard the words, did he control himself? joke! How is it possible that his spiritual power can't be used, and if he can control it, he will still be slaughtered by her?

Yueli could roughly guess what he was thinking by looking at his expression, and suddenly laughed, leaned closer and said in a low voice, "You don't know that this knife is an artifact, right?"