Qian Daoliu could only pat Xue Qinghe's hand to comfort him. He knew that his granddaughter and Bibi Dong had been enemies since childhood.

This mother and daughter are quite weird.

At this time, Bibi Dong passed by the grandfather and grandson, and rolled her eyes with a cold expression as if she heard what they were talking about.

Seeing this, Xue Qinghe felt even more depressed.

"Grandpa, look at her!"

"I saw it..."

Qian Daoliu twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a little helpless.

But just as he was about to go on stage, a voice suddenly came from far and near.

"Great offering! Give me a chance!"

Qian Daoliu and others looked into the crowd and saw Yan running over from a distance.

Bibi Dong frowned: "Yan? Didn't you accompany Nana and the others to hunt for soul rings?"

Yan gasped and shook his head: "I'm not going."

He suddenly straightened up again and said angrily:

"I have been studying a self-created soul skill these days. I am confident that I will be able to deal purple damage this time!"

Purple……?

Qian Daoliu's face was frozen.

"You little brat, don't waste time here, every sneeze I make can cause purple damage!"

he said disdainfully.

It was quite normal at first, but when Lin Yi heard this, his expression suddenly froze.

Qian Daoliu didn't really want to sneeze on him to prove the harm, right?
Chapter completed!