The third senior brother is too bewitching, his mind is dark and his belly is dark, and if he is not careful, it will make people shake, she doesn't like it at all. Compared with Chinese, she still thinks Beichen Ying is cuter.

And so on. Nangong Liuyun left these words, turned around and walked into the hall.

Nangong Liuyun is gone, and Beichen Ying and Ziyan follow him as long as they follow suit.

Ziyan still felt uneasy when she thought about it: "But Third Senior Brother, it's too late for this time!"

"It's going to be in time. Nangong Liuyun sat calmly on the rattan chair, calmly picked up a cup of tea, and smelled it as if he was nothing.

Zi Yan was so anxious that she stomped her feet: "There is a long distance from Nanshan to the battle platform, at least you have to leave a stick of incense time, right?" But now there is only a stick of incense before the game." ”

Why isn't the third senior brother in a hurry? This is really the emperor who is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry, and she is in a hurry to die.

Ziyan was so anxious that she almost stomped her feet in the room.

Because I'm in a hurry, I'm already very tight on time if I leave now.

Nangong Liuyun lightly hooked the corners of his lips, and said concisely: "Sit down, wait." ”

Ziyan looked at Beichen Shadow, Beichen Shadow shrugged helplessly, and finally sighed: "This bet is estimated to be lost." ”

"How much have you ordered?" Ziyan asked curiously.

She is also one of the partners in the gambling house.

"All. Beichen Ying sighed, "The news that came from Luoluo before, 300,000 spars all bought her to win." ”

"This ......" Ziyan swallowed hard, "When did this happen?"

"Last night. "Beichen Shadow spreads her hands," her little dragon held a piece of paper in her mouth, oh, this is it. ”

Beichen Ying took out the paper from his bosom and showed it to everyone.

"300,000 spars...... Zi Yan lamented, "If this is used for reclamation, it can still make a layer of waves, but now I can't even see a shadow of the loss." ”

"If you go to the competition, you can still win a little bit, but now, alas. Beichen Ying sighed. Now that's the rhythm of the auto-waiver.

"It's nothing, isn't it just 300,000 spars, can it be more important than the ups and downs of cultivation?" Zi Yan came back to her senses and said through gritted teeth.

Although I feel a little sorry for the spar, Luoluo's cultivation is the most important thing.

"Who's going to lose?"

The door creaked open, and Su Luo, dressed in old clothes, stood in front of everyone.

At this time, her hair was messy, her face was bloodless, and her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked very wolf.

However, at this time, she was in good spirits, and her eyes were as black as ink, shining and clear.

"Luoluo?" Ziyan and Beichen Ying stood up in surprise.

"Why do you look like you're crying with joy?Are you so happy to see me?" Su Luo looked at them with a grin, "By the way, how many days are there until the competition?"

"How many days?" Beichen Ying exclaimed exaggeratedly, "It's not even a few minutes, it's still a few days." ”

"Then you are still staying here leisurely?" Su Luo's face changed suddenly, and he turned his head to look at Beichen Ying, "Didn't you ask you to press 300,000 spars?"

"It's a bet. Beichen Ying sighed helplessly, "But now there is only a minute before this game, and even if we rush over now, it will be too late." ”

"You guys!" Su Luo almost rolled his eyes, "You two stupid people! When will it start or the chief referee has the final say, have you forgotten who my master is?"