Chapter 350: The Battle of the Gambling Contract (1)

As soon as Zuo Qing said this, some cultivators in the Lin family's camp began to look at Lin Zhentian, most of them were puzzled, and a few elders looked at the patriarch with deep meaning, as if they were waiting for him to make some kind of decision. Flash Dance.

In the hearts of some elders of the Lin family, this Xiao family is hateful, but after all, it is not something that the Lin family can offend, and there is no way to put the Lin family into a catastrophe for the sake of a Lin Ruoli, not to mention that Lin Ruoli is now wanted by the Northern Five Sects and the Empire, as a traitorous disciple in the north, everyone can be punished, if it is really handed over, although there is no luster on the face, it can also save the entire Lin family, no matter how you think about it, it is the most appropriate to do so.

Facing the replies that everyone around him was waiting for, Lin Zhentian didn't let them wait too long, only to see him sneer, and said sharply: "Why should the people of our Lin family be handed over to you to deal with? Besides, even if she is a disciple of the Northern Traitor Sect, she has her own Northern Five Sects to deal with what does it have to do with your Bazhou? Hmph, don't say that it is my Lin Zhentian's granddaughter, even if it is a subordinate of my Lin family, she will never hand it over to you!"

Zuo Qing's eyes flashed with coldness, his face was gradually covered with frost, and the whole person stood up from the chair and looked at the Lin family cultivator opposite, and said indifferently: "Since you are so ignorant of lifting, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." Flash."

Lin Zhentian's old face was without fear, a pair of old eyes still flashed, and he spit out lightly: "Then let's fight!"

"Battle...... War...... War...... Battle ......"

The blood of the cultivators of the Lin family was completely ignited at this moment, their eyes were full of anger, and they shouted one after another, and from the beginning, the cultivators of the Lin family continued to pour in, and at this time, hundreds of people had gathered to stand in the entire courtyard, although most of them were low-level cultivators, but as the old saying goes, cloud ants bite elephants to death. Flash Dance.

Lin Ruoli and Lin Qiang quietly entered the main hall and stood behind the Lin family cultivators, looking for something back and forth on those Bazhou cultivators through the gap.

Zuo Qing didn't expect the Lin family to be so tough, although what he said was also very domineering, and there were three Condensing Realm cultivators among the twelve cultivators on his side, but if they really let the twelve of them fight with hundreds of Lin family cultivators, it would also make him a little frightened, it can be said that a good tiger can't hold the wolves, after all, they are not the kind of transcendent realm that has the kind of magic power of ten thousand enemies.

At this time, Zuo Qing was a little uncertain, and in the face of the Lin family's posture of fighting if he couldn't do it, he didn't dare to make any decision easily, because the person who could really call the shots today was not him, and at this time, a low voice from behind him came into his ears, making him suddenly frown.

Although Lin Ruoli had been behind the Lin family's cultivators, her spiritual sense was completely focused on the dozen or so cultivators opposite, and at this time, Lin Ruoli's attention fell on a young man with a very ordinary face standing behind Zuo Qing.

Lin Ruoli found that just after the Lin family patriarch's tough attitude just now, when Zuo Qing fell silent for a while, among the dozen or so cultivators standing behind him, the others did not move, only the lips of the ordinary-looking young man standing behind him moved slightly, although it was already very hidden, it was still captured by Lin Ruoli This detail.

Lin Ruoli looked at the young man with an ordinary face, although his appearance was very unfamiliar, but Lin Ruoli felt a familiar taste from him, and gradually connected with the handsome and domineering Xiao Yun in his impression.

"Patriarch of the Lin family, how about you and me have a bet? If I win, you will leave that Lin Ruo to me, if I lose, we will return to Bazhou without saying a word, and we will never embarrass the Lin family from now on!" Zuo Qing pondered for a moment, then said loudly, looking full of confidence, and finally added: "I don't know if the Lin family dares to fight?"