Just now, when the son of the Sea Clan was chatting with Mr. Wenren Bai, the person in charge of the Mission Hall, he had already heard the other party's name.

Xiao Ling pursed her lips and said, "What's the name of your little junior sister?" ”

"Oh, my sister's name is Ling Luo." Fu Dong's attitude was quite polite and polite, but the most important thing was that he really didn't want to start a head-on conflict with the powerful Holy Water Hall ** in front of him.

"Ling Luo~~" Xiao Ling raised her eyebrows, her eyes like the deep sea narrowed, and the corners of her lips hooked a meaningful arc, "It turns out that your name is Ling Luo." ”

His name was shouted out of the mermaid man's mouth, and Ling Luo only felt a layer of white sweat suddenly grow on his back.

"Dry ...... Why? A bad premonition suddenly rose in her heart.

A big smile suddenly unfolded on Xiao Ling's face, and she said, "I have decided, in the name of the Holy Water Hall, to launch a battle against your Holy Fire Hall!" ”

The six **s of the Holy Flame Hall headed by Fu Dong darkened their faces while their faces were brushed together.

"Xiaoling Gongzi ......" a trace of cold sweat crossed Fu Dong's forehead.

The six of them, although they had just retreated and refined some source stones, and their cultivation had improved a little, they had not yet refined to the point where they could compete with the Holy Water Hall.

"The bet of the Tang Battle is set at fifty high-grade source stones." Xiao Ling's eyes narrowed dangerously like the deep sea, and the corners of her lips grinned, revealing two rows of slightly sharp white teeth.

"I heard that your Holy Fire Hall has just made a windfall from the hands of the other five halls with a few hundred catties of Spirit Valley, and has obtained a lot of high-grade source stones. The Holy Water Hall has suffered a lot of losses for the sake of such a little Spirit Valley. If you lose, return the fifty high-grade Source Stones to the Holy Synagogue!" ”

The faces of the six ** members of the Holy Flame Hall became more and more ugly, and they were so dark that they couldn't be darker anymore.

A bet of fifty high-level source stones at once? That's a bit too big, isn't it?

The Holy Flame Hall had just relied on those source stones to restore and improve its strength somewhat, and in the blink of an eye, would it be plundered again?

Fu Dong, as the big ** of the Holy Flame Hall, took the initiative to negotiate with Xiao Ling and said, "Fifty high-grade source stones are too much, and our Holy Fire Hall will not accept them. ”

Xiao Ling raised her eyebrows, a sneer on the corner of her lips, and said, "Or, if I change the bet, you can choose one of the two." ”

"What bet?" Fu Dong's eyes flashed with hope.

Xiao Ling's meaningful gaze fell on Ling Luo's body, and the corners of her lips hooked up a touch of banter, and said, "If you lose the Holy Fire Hall, give me Ling Luo as a slave for the rest of my life!" ”

He just wants to fix her, he wants to take revenge on her!

Ling Luo's face stiffened, and under his long sleeves, a pair of fists were slowly clenched, and there were turbulent waves in his beautiful eyes.

Slave?

What a humiliation!

Slaves are in Tianyuan**, they are the most humble and low-level existences, and once they become slaves, they have no chance of leaving the country for life!

For example, Jingying was born as a slave, and although she was promoted to a second-class female official in the future, she was still a slave. Therefore, even if Xuanyuan Yangyue killed her with her own hands, she could get away with it smoothly.

In other words, as long as she is unfortunate enough to be Xiaoling's slave, even if Xiaoling is in a bad mood and kills her one day, she will not violate any law.

"That can't be!" Fu Dong did not hesitate to reject Xiaoling's second bet proposal, "Little Senior Sister is an important member of our Holy Fire Hall, and it is absolutely impossible to be a slave to anyone!" ”