C153 Xiao Ya's Mind Fighting in the Arena

"Eh? Big Chosen Mo? Why did you stop talking? "

In a rather spacious area, there was a two-story house. In the middle of the house, there was a young girl lying on the bed.

She held the communication stone in her hand. She was originally smiling mischievously, but her smile gradually froze.

Boom! *

"What!?" Smelly Young Master