She, the leader of the world of assassins in the twenty-first century, once she was reborn, she became the destitute daughter of the Third House of the Cold House in the Black Turtle Continent. In her previous life, she had been deemed as a good-for-nothing and had been tormented ever since she was born. In this life, she vowed to take revenge on her and take back everything that belonged to her. He, the cold and strange son of the Demon Lord, moved erratically. He always appeared when she needed him. Initially, he had only wanted to investigate her secrets, but he felt guilty for being injured. To protect Leng Lingqi, he did not hesitate to remove the devil arts from his body, and he did not hesitate to renounce the position of Demon Lord. At first she thought he was nosy and hated him, but then …

My Seemed To Be Loser Concubine

The ancient battlefield had an imposing aura. There were even some people who were suppressed by the aura of the ancient battlefield until they couldn't speak. Just as everyone was whispering to each other, an old and cold voice suddenly sounded out above them.

"Now, if you want to leave, go back the way we came." Upon hearing these words, most of the people who were obviously lacking in mental fortitude chose to leave.

In just a moment, the number of contestants had been reduced.

At this time, the light circle at the entrance began to slowly shrink until it disappeared.

The elderly voice sounded again, "Bravehearts, the first round of the ancient battlefield's selection will officially begin. The first round will be a one-on-one match and the system will automatically match.

This kind of method didn't have any new meaning. Leng Lingqi was indifferent, and thought that it was some kind of novel move.

Battle started