Qin Luo World: Concubine Yu, Don't Play Ambiguous

Chapter 262 Breaking into the barracks alone is bound to win 2
Yi Qin didn't make a sound when she heard the words, her frowning brows revealed her lost mood at the moment.

Weak, she doesn't understand, how can one be considered weak, one must be like Li Luo to be considered strong?
Then, "Luo, let me become stronger. No matter what hardships I suffer, as long as I can save my parents, I am willing to try."

That tone was firm, persistent, and unstoppable.

With a stretch of his arms, he hugged Yiqin into his arms, ran his fingernails along her soft hair, and a slight smile was drawn on Li Luo's stern face.

"Okay, as you wish, let my Qin'er become stronger."

Then, they don't have to be afraid of any thorns, the whole vast world is for them to swim freely.

Time flies like a white horse, and another ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Being wrapped up for more than a week, woo hoo, after suffering so much, Yiqin swore in her heart that she would never offend the stingy Li Luo.

In the three cold days, a thousand wastes are waiting for prosperity.

The Martial Arts Field of Luowang Mansion.

At this moment, Yiqin, who was dressed in strong clothes, covered her body with a purple barrier, and held a golden moon soft sword, glanced coldly at the dozen or so masters surrounding her.

"Let's go together." With eyebrows raised, Yiqin stood alone among them coldly and arrogantly, with a serious tone.

And Li Luo, holding tea, sat on the right side of the arena, behind An Lei and others stood together.

More than a dozen middle-class masters did not dare to take it lightly, let alone feel ashamed for beating up a girl.

It's true that this girl is making rapid progress, she looks different every day, in just two days, it's already hard for her to fight again.

His astonishing perseverance and extremely clever comprehension are not to be underestimated.

Hearing a bang, Yiqin turned over in the air, swept the long sword across the circle, and the place where more than a dozen people were standing suddenly turned upside down.

All forces besieged, more than a dozen masters took turns to fight, one sword swung, one hooked, one whip fell, one palm slashed...

There are a lot of tricks, and they come out endlessly, and they all attack Yiqin.

The dust is flying, the wind is fluttering, and the fallen leaves are flying. The world of the martial arts field is full of colors, and the barriers of all colors are shining brightly.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, when the weapons collide, there is a ringing sound.

Yiqin swung his sword, flinched all over, blocked with a palm, his body teleported, as fast as a fright, and as powerful as a broken foot.

(End of this chapter)