A Fierce sparring

"Senior brother, can you take Ping'er over there to have a look?" As soon as she entered the castle, the girl left because she was going to pick up other guests. Xue Ping couldn't bear it anymore, and threw her wink at Wang Xing.

Wang Xing is not stupid either. Judging from the feelings Fei Hong and Xueping showed along the way, the two are not double-cultivation partners at all, so Wang Xing is even more excited to see that pair of coquettish charms.

Full of eyes winked at himself, and then readily agreed: "Okay, I'm not busy now, just take the two over there to have a look. It's all up to the point, there won't be any danger."

Fei Hong was fine, so he followed.

Before taking a few steps, Fei Hong saw that there was already an aura mask in the crowd, and it seemed that the two people who competed inside turned out to be serious. This made Fei Hong suddenly interested, and Xue Ping and Wang Xing, who had not bothered to chat, squeezed to the front alone.