633 Jiang Fan’s Gift 633 Jiang Fan’s Gift A word was spoken.
The demon tribe experts sighed softly.
Ling Shu?
What use is there for her to go on stage?
Even Mi Long was defeated, let alone Ling Shu?
The Demon Emperor glanced at Ling Shu from afar, without the slightest ripple in his eyes.
The outcome was already decided.
Letting Ling Shu go on stage again was meaningless.
Ling Shu’s delicate body trembled slightly.
Having witnessed the prowess of the West Monarch and the South Monarch.
How could she not know that going on stage herself would only lead to the same fate as Hun Yuan?
But in front of everyone, Jiang Fan had called her name.
It was hard for her not to fight.
She bit her silver tooth slightly and said, “Yes!”
“Our Four Heroes have not been completely defeated!”
“There’s still me!”
Everyone couldn’t help but frown, casting reproachful glances at Jiang Fan.
Why force Ling Shu to go on stage?
Letting her end up in an embarrassing situation, having all Four Heroes truly defeated, would be better?
“Come over here first.”
Jiang Fan stopped Ling Shu, who was about to step on stage.
“I have something to say to you.”
Ling Shu nodded, lifting her skirt as she jogged over to Jiang Fan.
Despite the anxiety on her face, she still tried to maintain a tranquil appearance.
“Brother, what are your orders?”
Jiang Fan took out the Ten Thousand Demon Stone.
According to the Rebellious Guy, the demon race could double their demon power by wearing it.
If this was true, Ling Shu should have the power of the Eighth Level of Core Formation by wearing it.
Even if she couldn’t win, she wouldn’t be too disgraceful.
He made a necklace out of the Ten Thousand Demon Stone with a string and said, “I’ll put it on for you.”
Ah?
Ling Shu’s little face blushed slightly.
Even among the demon tribe, giving a girl a necklace had a special meaning.
And it was done in front of so many members of the demon tribe.
After a moment’s hesitation, she pursed her red lips lightly and shyly lowered her head.
Jiang Fan put the necklace around her neck.
He placed the Ten Thousand Demon Stone, which served as a pendant, into her cleavage, for close wear.
“Relax and fight. It’s great if you win, but it’s okay if you lose.”
Ling Shu touched the Ten Thousand Demon Stone through her clothes.
Feeling greatly encouraged, she said, “Thank you for the gift, brother.”
“Ling Shu will try her best.”
She turned around and walked towards South Monarch Jiu Yu.
The South Monarch wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and chuckled:
“My poisonous mist doesn’t care about your beauty or whether you’re a girl.”
“You better not come at all.”
Ling Shu took a deep breath and said, “My three big brothers have all fallen.”
“It’s my turn!”
Seeing her determined attitude.
The South Monarch had no choice but to say, “Alright, but I must remind you.”
“Even if I’m injured, you can’t be my opponent!”