Chapter Twenty-Three: The Gentleman is dignified and should be the leader

"Ladies and gentlemen, please come with me, the king has been waiting for a long time. ”

Zhang Jiao mechanically walked with the figure in front of him, and kept muttering, "I'm up, I'm up." ”

Obviously, he has not yet woken up from his self-deception, and his consciousness is still in the lies that he has woven himself.

The three people who were traveling with him looked at him in some surprise and didn't pay any more attention to him. Even the old man who had been fooled by him before only cared about himself, and he had one hand in unison

The shoulder was broken, and there were many traces of fire bubble burns on the body.

Obviously, the four people who were able to come here paid a lot of price to a greater or lesser extent.

Zhang Jiao can still stand here intact, in their opinion, it can be said that he has paid very little.

The four of them followed behind the ghost judge, and they stepped into a large hall in a hurry.

As soon as Fang stepped into the main hall, a series of prompts suddenly appeared next to Zhang Jiao's ears, waking him up from the lies he had woven himself.

"You're in contact with a special ghost, Soul Charmer. ”

"You're touching a special ghost, ghost woman. ”

"You're touching a special ghost, a Bloodnightmare. ”

"You're coming into contact with a special ghost, a ghost. ”

"You're coming into contact with a special ghost, a prisoner. ”

"Please note that you are in contact with a special ghost, a ghost, a king of the capital. ”

......

Zhang Jiao came to his senses in an instant, and the edict of Fang Tian between his eyebrows was like when he met the pen immortal, and once again sent out bursts of greedy longing.

But this time, Zhang Jiao didn't dare to let it come, he hurriedly lowered his head and forcibly ordered Fang Tian's edict to fall silent. Taking this opportunity, he quietly surveyed his surroundings while reminiscing about what had just happened.

In the main hall, the king of the ghost god Xudu wore a crown with seven pearls, dressed in nine chapters of gorgeous clothes, and sat high on the dragon chair where two hideous giant snakes were entrenched.

His iron face, red sideburns, eyes like brass bells, and three feet tall surrounded him by a group of ugly-faced imps who were working hard to repair the huge black toes of the King of Xudu.

On the left and right sides of his seat, one after another fierce spirits and evil spirits sat on both sides of the main hall like the courtiers of the emperors of the world, looking greedily at the four people who walked in, and even two extremely ugly evil ghosts could no longer help themselves open their big mouths of black holes, dripping with gluttonous juice continued to flow.

The gesture of the ghosts made the four of them feel a sigh in their hearts, and a chill rose all over their bodies.

"Great King, the four mages who will climb the Sword Mountain this time have been brought. ”

The ghost judge said respectfully to the ghosts in the center of the main hall, and then bowed slightly, retreating to the evil ghosts on both sides, leaving the four of them to stand in the main hall to meet the scrutiny of the evil ghosts.

Hearing this, the half-lying dragon chair King Xudu got up and stood up to look at the center of the main hall.

The two huge eyes slowly swept over the four people, Zhang Jiao only felt that the eyes of the ghosts and gods in front of him were like lasers, his swept body involuntarily swayed, and even the Fang Tian edict in the center of his eyebrows instantly stabilized, without half a minute of commotion, let alone the two evil ghosts in his body.

These two ghosts, this is a quiet mess, and even it is a little difficult for him to mobilize their power.

They don't want to show half of their breath in front of this ghost and god at all.

Zhang Jiao smiled self-deprecating in his heart, it seems that not only people deceive good and fear evil, but this ghost and the book of heaven seem to be no exception, and he also knows how to read people's dishes, which is really from the heart.

He immediately looked at his nose and his heart, and pretended to be there like a pestle like a wood.

King Xudu glanced at the four people below, looking a little dissatisfied, he snorted lightly, and immediately two Yin Ji dragged a black plate and respectfully offered it.

The voice of the demon judgment that had been hidden in the evil spirits suddenly sounded in the main hall again.

"Fellow mages, this is the third level, a very simple game, how many are written on the jade card that the king opens, then how many of the four of you can survive, and quietly tell you that among the five jade cards, there is no number!"

As soon as the words of the ghost judgment fell, the king of Xudu casually played a jade card, and on the card, a vermilion three characters appeared on it.

"Shh

Above the main hall, there was a sudden loud noise, obviously this result could not satisfy the ghosts.

Only the four people who had been paying attention to the result immediately took a long sigh of relief, even Zhang Jiao was no exception.

"Four people live three, with a 75% probability, I can't be that unlucky guy. ”

This is the truest thought of the four of them at the moment.

Just when they were all relieved, the strength of the Yudu King's bullet may have been a little stronger, and the jade plaque that was bounced in the air suddenly turned into a handful of powder, and it fell down like this.

King Xudu didn't care about this, and casually opened a jade card.

The large vermilion characters immediately appeared in front of their eyes.

One.

The demons in the temple immediately reveled, and the disguises of some people who were originally human-like were immediately torn apart, and a pair of fierce and violent eyes stared at them, as if they would tear them apart in the next second.

The voice of the ghost judge sounded again, "King, since there is only one person alive, who is the leader of this year's Xudu Mage Association?"

The three of them, who were anxious, immediately looked over, wanting to know if the final lucky one was not themselves.

Only Zhang Jiao has begun to call in his heart, ready to give up the task and choose to return to reality.

Since he was a child, his luck has been that of an ordinary person, not particularly unlucky, but he has not been too lucky. Ordinary small prizes can be expected, but he never hopes for a final lucky jackpot like this.

The feeling of wandering emptiness after being slashed by that ghost knife made him feel palpitations even now, and that feeling of nothingness made him have no other thoughts, and he was unwilling to even give up the task and choose to quit.

It also made him understand that abandoning the mission is not invincible Hearthstone, it can still be dispelled.

Therefore, he is not ready to gamble, the pressure on him from the king of Xudu in front of him is too great, and maybe there will be a sudden situation like before, so that he is so powerless that he can't even give up the task, and the game is completely over.

"Whether to give up this mission and choose to return. ”

Zhang Jiao listened to the voice in his ear, and was about to confirm the confirmation, when the king of Xudu above the main hall suddenly looked at him, and the loud and majestic voice spread throughout the entire hall.

"Jun is dignified, and he should be the leader of this year's Xudu Mage Association. ”

The three people who were worried on the side looked over in disbelief, only to see that the old man's thin face suddenly turned pale, and he muttered to the front, "This, this, what is the reason for this?"

But no one listened to his cries, and countless shadows sprang out from the corners of the hall, directly entangled the three of them and dragged them into the darkness, allowing them to resist to no avail.

This is their old nest.

Zhang Jiao stared blankly at everything that happened suddenly, and vaguely understood some arrogant and bloodthirsty ghost words.

"The flesh and soul of this cultivator is the most delicious, especially after being fried in an oil pot to lose the smell of human fish, and then scraped off by the sword mountain, it is even more delicious. ”

Only then did he vaguely understand that this Xudu Mage Society was a trap at all, just to find some food that was automatically delivered to the door for this rare ghost and god, or the kind that brought its own pickles. No wonder he always thought that this mage would be undecent.

"Bestow a seat. ”

Here, as soon as the words of the King of Xudu fell, a little ghost spread a banquet woven of ink and bamboo on the left side of the throne of the King of Xudu, and after the banquet was arranged, a gorgeous wooden case of black gold was moved.

The wooden table is filled with a variety of delicacies and wines.

Two bewitching Yin Ji supported him left and right, and were about to walk to the desk.

"Master, please take a seat. ”

Zhang Jiao sat down in front of the desk, looking at his own reflection in the bronze jue, with white skin and blue face, bloodless body, and a head of dry white hair, is this called dignified?

He glanced around the hall and finally nodded in conviction, he was indeed extraordinary, compared to these ghosts.

The hint in his ears also proved his affirmation in time.

"You've completed mission three, and you're going to win the championship. ”

"Once you've completed all the quests, you can choose to return to the real world immediately, or you can choose to stay in the quest world until the end of time. ”

Zhang Jiao listened to the sound of the task being completed in his ears, and suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was absurd and ridiculous.

Maybe the feeling of relaxation caused by the sudden completion of the task, or maybe it was because the two evil ghosts in his body were temporarily quiet, his mind suddenly diverged, and he returned to a little bit of his previous nature when he was still a normal person.

Suddenly, Zhang Jiao inexplicably thought that if he wrote his story as a novel and uploaded it to the Internet, he would definitely be scolded by readers for writing this brain-dead author.

Zhang Jiao thought about it like this, and suddenly grinned.

He stretched out his arms, hugged the two yin concubines who were snuggling up on the left and right, opened his mouth to grab the bronze lord they handed over, and drank it all with his head up.