Chapter Twenty-Three: Old Stories of White Fields

"This Bai Ye is not simple, ranking in the top 10 of the rankings. I heard that he was born badly, and he was the only one left behind. He was bullied in the village, and he almost got up on his way this way. When I was fifteen years old, I opened my pulse, and I heard that the current Vientiane realm has a very good foundation. The others seemed to think of something, and then added.

Several people were stunned when they heard this, especially Wang Luo, who had an indescribable feeling.

"Kill all the doors?" Zhao Qianshu asked.

"This is a well-known thing in Bagui in the past. This Bai clan was originally the king in Bagui, and the mountain was high and the emperor was far away, who could manage it. But later, for some reason, he colluded with the demons and tried to overthrow the Yanyun Dynasty. Later, the imperial court learned that 100,000 soldiers and horses were dispatched to clear it. This also includes dozens of masters above the Tongtian Realm, and there is one Guiyi Realm in this Bai clan. But the court dispatched too quickly, 100,000 elite soldiers pressed the formation, and they were devoured by the sea of people alive, and died of exhaustion. In order to preserve the last line, the Bai clan discussed the conditions with the imperial court at that time, but I don't know the specifics. That's why this white field survived. The man continued.

Wang Luo on the side recalled that when he first met Bai Ye, he was ruffian and had no rules at all. is even very cheeky, as if he has no heart and no lungs.

Wang Luo never expected that this Bai Ye would be born like this.

How he spent all these years alone, Wang Luo couldn't imagine.

Zhao Qianshu was more like he had no heart and lungs, and suddenly pointed to a place on the plaque: "Boss, there are definitely ghosts here, it's so unfair, you have fallen behind." ”

When a few people heard the prestige, it turned out that there was also Wang Luo's ranking on it.

It's almost the end, and even Zhu Yelang is in front of it.

Wang Luo smiled and didn't speak, this ranking is very regular and correct!

It's just that when Zhao Qianshu looked back, his whole face was twisted in a heap, which was extremely ugly.

Before Wang Luo could react, he saw Zhao Qianshu stretch out his foot and kick towards the plaque. He scolded and scolded: "I will lose your old mother!"

Into the foot, embarrassingly, a foot deep into the plaque.

The steward of this Treasure Pavilion came over again and again, but fortunately, Zhao Qianshu was not high enough to kick the ranked part.

Wang Luo grabbed Zhao Qianshu and pulled it out, and smiled at several stewards: "My brother accidentally fell, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we're losing money." ”

As he spoke, Wang Luo took out a dozen plum coins from his pocket.

Zhao Qianshu just wanted to speak, but Wang Luo slapped him, and only his "woo woo" sound remained.

Wang Luo dragged Wang Luo to the side.

Only then did Zhao Qianshu loosen up.

"I'm angry, I'm really angry, boss, why are you pulling me, I have to find someone to give him this bullshit bet on the treasure pavilion to tear down! I'm angry, I'm angry、、、" Zhao Qianshu was restless, anxious to turn around in place, and his two hands had nowhere to stay.

"What are you angry about? I'm not angry, the emperor is not anxious about the eunuchs, they rank their names, what does it matter to us. ”

"No, Boss. It's not you, it's me, grandma's, the last place written on the ranking, and Zhao Qianshu of Wuling City of the Central Kingdom, the odds are 1 to 500! Buy a piece of gold silk money, lose 500. Isn't this bullying me, why look down on me, why 、、、" Zhao Qianshu said in the end, there was no sound.

Wang Luo and Zhu Yelang glanced at each other, they couldn't help it, and the two laughed.

Zhao Qianshu cried on the side, he had never been so aggrieved in his life.

Fortunately, Wang Luo relied on the identity of the boss, and finally forcibly dragged Zhao Qianshu forward.

It's not good to put this thing on anyone.

But afterwards, Zhao Qianshu did a particularly domineering thing.

Sent someone to bet on the treasure pavilion, and the one who bet fifty gold silk coins won the championship!

It's not a big deal, but more importantly, Wang Luo bet all the net worth of his father on Alipay, and all the 500 gold silk coins that he scraped together were on his boss Wang Luo.

Odds, one to two hundred!

If Wang Luo really wants to win the championship, then Zhao Qianshu will get 100,000 gold wires!

Because it was done in the evening.

By night, the entire Tai'an Sect had already known Wang Luo's name except for the people on the mountain, and the people under the mountain also knew it.

On the eve of the second round of trials before it began, the betting pavilion once again except for one round of bets, that is, whether Wang Luo from Heyang Kingdom can win the championship!

No, the odds are one to one!

The odds of winning the championship are 1 to 100!

Not to mention, although no one dared to bet at the beginning, since someone placed five hundred gold wire money, the rest of the people are not afraid, and there are really many people who can win the championship under Wang Luo!

As for Zhao Qianshu's fifty gold silk money to bet on himself, he is completely looking for a face for himself.

Grandma's, so that no one buys herself.

Wang Luo instructed the two of them to take a break today and deal with tomorrow's trial, and at noon a few people found a farmhouse and ate a lot of local vegetables from Yanyun's side.

Zhao Qianshu said again and again that it was unpalatable, but he still ate a lot later.

Before leaving, Wang Luo also instructed the villa to cook a few more dishes and take them back.

On the way, Wang Luo also explained to the two: "After I go back, how I treated Bai Ye before, I still treat it like that." You don't have to think anything else about him just because you know about that. ”

"Why, boss?" Zhao Qianshu asked curiously.

Wang Luo thought about it, seemed to be organizing language, and answered Zhao Qianshu in a more secure way.

"Perhaps, the strong don't need sympathy、、、!

"Sympathize with him, cut 、、、 isn't he alive and well, what is there to sympathize with?" Zhao Qianshu swaggered away after speaking.

Wang Luo, who was following behind, stared at the figure of his little brother Zhao Qianshu, and suddenly had an indescribable feeling.

Then he smiled to himself.

Zhao Qianshu, it's a little different.

When the three of them returned to the inn in the evening, Bai Ye had already woken up in a daze, leaning against the window in a daze.

Wang Luo knocked on the door and walked in, handing over the food: "You haven't eaten dinner yet, have you?"

Bai Ye was stunned, and then nodded.

"I didn't eat, I just brought it back for you, don't dislike it!" Wang Luo put down and prepared to leave.

Just when Wang Luo was about to go out.

Bai Ye suddenly called Wang Luo.

"Huh?"

Bai Ye blurted out what he wanted to say, but he stopped talking again.

"It's okay, just say if you have something. Don't ask me to sign you up. ”

Bai Ye smiled after hearing this: "No, I just want to ask you if this meal is spicy enough? ”

Wang Luo glared at Bai Ye: "If you like to eat or not, if you don't eat, get out!"

Bai Ye sneered and smiled: "Okay!"