Although they had nothing to gain from such a trip this night, Hei Yichen and the others were still in a very good mood, and when they returned to the Protoss clan, they could finally sleep with peace of mind.

The game continued, Hei Yichen's luck on the second day was extremely good, the opponents who were drawn were all geniuses of small sects, and they passed the test without much difficulty, and directly broke into the team of thousands of players.

On the third day of the game, Hei Yichen finally waited for the news of Mo Chen and the Purple Shirt Dragon King, and his mood was both heavy and happy.

Mo Chen said in the message that he and the purple-shirted Dragon King rushed to the ancient ruins of the so-called "Ancestral Divine Dragon", and after the results of their inquiry, it should not be the ancient ruins of the "Ancestral Divine Dragon", but they saw the spirit body of Ying Long flying in the ancient ruins, and they guessed that this ancient tomb should be related to one of their brothers, the second brother Ying Long, and it should be the ancient ruins left by Ying Long.

Hearing Hei Yichen say this, Huo Zhichen hurriedly asked, "Did their second brother Ying Long also die in battle? That battle of the century was really tragic!"

Hei Yichen shook his head and said, "I always feel that there is a conspiracy here. Why did the Divine Dragon Emperor Yan and his brothers all go through such a tragic battle, and none of them were spared? And people like the Emperor of Xiyin can live until now and suffer for thousands of years. ”

Huo Zhichen hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Okay, isn't it true that the sword spirit is not allowed to talk about the affairs of the heavenly realm, just hide it in your heart in the future." Did Mo Chen say when he could open the ruins?"

Hei Yichen handed over the letter raft in his hand and said, "He and Xiaolong have been inquiring for a few days, and they feel that the enchantment of the ancient tomb is still very stable, and it is impossible for it to collapse on its own in a short period of time. It's just that there are many ethnic groups who are trying to find a way to break the barrier, and if several large races join forces, it is very likely to break the barrier. He told me to hurry over and join them as soon as possible. ”

Huo Zhichen glanced at the contents of the raft strangely, and continued to ask: "Convergence? They want you to go over? No, if this ancient tomb is opened, it will be a great power to go in and snatch it, and you will only be a burden to them in the past, not only will it not help them at all, but it will also drag them down." ”

Hei Yichen sighed and said, "Maybe I still think that I am the reincarnation of the Divine Dragon Yan Emperor, hoping to awaken the memory of Ying Long's soul that has been sleeping for thousands of years." Or, maybe their purpose is to awaken the memories of the so-called Divine Dragon Flame Emperor in me. ”

Huo Zhichen said: "Don't be frustrated, maybe they are right, you may be the reincarnation of the Divine Dragon Yan Emperor, and you have no evidence to prove that what they said is wrong." You should know that your existence is not very important to them! Maybe because of you, you can bring all their brothers together. This is also a matter of immeasurable merit. ”

Hei Yichen said speechlessly: "You can read the letter quickly." Zhichen, Mo Chen said that we can try to communicate with the Ying Long Spirit Body, if we can subdue all these Ying Long Spirit Bodies, just like Mo Chen's spirit army on the Cangshui Battlefield, we can defeat thousands of troops. ”

Huo Zhichen let out an "ah" in surprise, and hurriedly looked down, nodding while watching.

......

When there were more than 300 people left in the game, Lu Jinyu finally inadvertently drew Hei Yichen.

This news exploded in the audience, and they were both excited and looking forward to it, and finally the legendary battle was expected.

Hearing the announcement of the results of the lottery by the elders of the Protoss, Hei Yichen, who was originally strong-willed, suddenly looked like a frosted eggplant, completely stunned, wilted, and his eyes showed a sad look.

Hei Yichen did not hide all this from the audience, many people pointed at Hei Yichen, speculating how Hei Yichen was going to deal with Lu Jinyu, who was also small.

The old man was sitting in the audience, and when he saw the expression on Hei Yichen's face, his face showed a cruel smile.

Outside the court, Meng Hu, who got the lottery result, was also surprised, since he learned about their relationship with Lu Jinyu from Huo Zhichen, what he was most afraid of was this lottery result!

Seeing Meng Hu's eyes looking over, a "onlooker" who had been coming to the prison on behalf of Hei Yichen told him with his mouth that "bet on Hei Yichen to win", Meng Hu was still stunned and couldn't believe it.

Yes, according to his understanding of Hei Yichen, how could Hei Yichen make a move on Lu Jinyu?

After the gamblers learned the news, they were already surging, and kept urging Meng Hu to set the odds with words.

The "onlooker" rolled his eyes and continued to move his lips, as if to say, "Hurry up, Hei Yichen will win." ”

"Gang Master Meng, hurry up and set the odds!"

"Come on! The game is almost underway. ”

"Damn, this village is too easy to do, isn't Gang Master Meng dizzy with joy?!"

The gambler couldn't wait to urge Meng Hu.

Earlier, Lu Jinyu's performance was brazen, and he shot ruthlessly, and after a few games, he killed a genius in a few moves, and seriously injured seven or eight talents, which can be described as a humanoid werewolf, so fierce that he was a mess;

In addition, Lu Jinyu didn't know why, he didn't miss the old love at all, his sister went to recognize him, he almost killed her, if it wasn't for the protoss power to protect on one side, maybe he would have pinched his fellow sister to death without mercy.

The chivalrous Hei Yichen faced the cruel Lu Jinyu, everyone didn't have to guess, they all knew what would happen and what the ending would be.

Other gamblers know that Hei Yichen will lose, your god clan has to bet on Hei Yichen to win, this is not a lot of money to burn, you have so much money to give, it is better to give it to me, in the future, I will wash my hands in the gold basin, and I will no longer make money in the gambling world. While Meng Hu felt sorry for the golden gold, he couldn't help but feel guilty in his heart.

Forget it, anyway, if you win, the old man will give money, and if you lose money, the Protoss will give it, I'm in a fucking hurry!

At this moment, the dark line onlookers of the old man also came, and he looked at Meng Hu and said, "Bet on Lu Jinyu to win." ”

Meng Hu was entangled, and his heart was bleeding.

Meng Hu took a deep breath and shouted, "Okay, okay, don't rush!" Hei Yichen's win rate is 1 times, the loss rate is 30 times, and Lu Jinyu's win rate is 30 times and the loss rate is 1 time, uh...... Wrong, wrong, it's reversed, Hei Yichen's win rate is 3......"

The little guy of the gambling saint gang who was cooperating outside the court shouted: "Gang Master Meng said, Hei Yichen's win rate is 3 times and the loss rate is 30 times, and Lu Jinyu's win rate is 30 times and the loss rate is 1 times! Come and buy it! This time, if you don't come to buy it, you will lose money." ”

Nima, Hei Yichen's win rate is 10 times and the loss rate is 30 times? That is, if Hei Yichen wins, Hei Yichen really wins, he will make three times the money, but if he loses in betting, Hei Yichen really loses, wouldn't there be 30 times the odds? My God! Hei Yichen loses, everyone is "optimistic", if he buys Hei Yichen and loses, if he really loses, wouldn't it be developed?

Is Meng Hu, who is sitting in the village, dizzy with joy? How can he say such a gambling rate? !

The gamblers couldn't wait to squeeze forward, for fear that Meng Hu would regret it.

Meng Hu was so "anxious" that he was sweating profusely, and shouted: "It's wrong, it's wrong, it's Hei Yichen's winning rate of 3......"

Those gamblers hurriedly took Meng Hu's words and shouted: "Hurry up and buy, buy and leave!" Meng Gang Master said, Hei Yichen's win rate is 1 times and the loss rate is 30 times! Don't buy if you are optimistic about Hei Yichen. ”

Meng Hu's hysterical words were covered by the screaming voices of the gamblers, and the little guys who collected the money didn't seem to hear Meng Hu's words, and began to collect money and issue invoices quickly, and after a while, the counter cash cabinet beside him was filled with several cabinets of gold and silver.

The dark line of the old man who destroyed the world and the dark line of the god clan all nodded with satisfaction.

The dark line of the old man who destroyed the world thought: Hei Yichen is bound to lose. The old man of the world has already sent countless dark lines, ready to buy Hei Yichen's loss, if he earns, wouldn't it be thirty times the odds?! There are always Protoss or families and people who want to make friends with the Protoss, who will be unwilling for Hei Yichen and will stand up to help, in this way, no matter how Meng Hu loses, he will make money.

The dark line of the Protoss thought: With such a large amount of betting funds, even if it is three times, it is a very staggering number, and it is too easy to win this money, right?!

Only the tiger said in his heart: If Hei Yichen wins, he will lose 30 times the old man who destroyed the world! However, once Lu Jinyu wins, the Protoss will also lose his life. I don't know how these two transmitters feel.

Hei Yichen, little ancestor, I beg you, you must win, otherwise Lao Tzu will have no shame to see the ancestor of the Protoss.

Meng Hu wiped the sweat from his forehead, began to pretend to be depressed, and was busy directing his subordinates to collect money and write receipts.

The draw was quickly decided, and the elders of the Protoss announced the list of the first game, which suddenly included Hei Yichen and Lu Jinyu.