405 Bet 10 million

However, under this knife, Zhu Yuanyi did not have any ability to fight back.

Because when Ye Haotian flew up, it was the moment when Zhu Yuanyi's sword momentum climbed to the top and suddenly launched a duel, even if he wanted to change his moves, he couldn't do it.

Out of the knife, the flow rate of Lingyuan, the knife qi cut through the air, forming a knife momentum, flying out of the flow of fireflies to complete this exquisite knife style, Ye Haotian grasped every bit of time perfectly and impeccably.

There was a loud applause that broke the silence.

Long Eighteen, who was extremely surprised, turned his head and saw Ma Dongxia, a Xiliang girl with a big flag on her back and a war knife not far away, clapping vigorously.

"Good knives, good knives. ”

Long Eighteen also stroked his palms and laughed: "How about it? My brother said that if he wins, he will win, right? One by one, the dogs look down on people, do you really think that he was the first to enter the inner temple because of our Long family? Do you think that the temple is a grocery store opened by our Long family? Those people say that they will buy it?"

Becoming a king and defeating a villain, even if he was not used to Long Eighteen's arrogant and smug appearance, no one dared to refute it after seeing Zhu Yuanyi's defeat in one move.

"After only one victory, he is proud of being like this, and I bet he will definitely lose the next one. Fan Jian scoffed.

"Okay, I'll bet with you!"

Fan Jian's voice was very small, and Ye Haotian's performance just now made him obviously a little lacking in confidence when he said this, but it did not escape Long Eighteen's ears.

"Boy, do you dare to bet with Young Master Ben?" Long Eighteen squinted at Fan Jian with disdain, and deliberately shouted loudly.

Fan Jian's face was cloudy, he said this just to vent his anger, but he didn't expect to be heard by Long Shiba, and saw that many people around him all looked at him, and he hated Yan Shi's heart.

"Okay, I'll bet with you!"

Gritting his teeth, at this time, under the gaze of dozens of fellow disciples, especially with the presence of quicksand and another cavalry commander, he didn't want to insult the reputation of the Fan family.

"Great, this sentence finally said like a man, what if my brother wins the next game again?"

Long Eighteen suddenly became interested, leaned forward and patted Fan Jian's shoulder and said. The eighteen dragons were tall and big, half a head taller than Fan Jian, and this condescending feeling made him enjoy it very much.

"If he can win, I, Fan Jian, will give you 10,000 gold coins!" Fan Jian knocked out Long Eighteen's hand in disgust, took a step back and said through gritted teeth.

"Ten thousand, are you too embarrassed to take it?"

Long Eighteen jumped up like a cat with its tail stepped on, "Your Fan family shouldn't be so poor that they can't even eat, right?

Some people around laughed, 10,000 gold coins on ordinary cultivators may be a lot of money, but for most of the children of wealthy families with some identity backgrounds present, it is just ten days and a half of pocket money.

Fan Jian's face suddenly became ugly, and Long Eighteen's unintentional words touched the sore spot in his heart.

The ancestor of the Fan family was born as a horseman, although the Fan family prospered for a while by virtue of the status of being a close attendant to the emperor, but the children of this family are not good at management, and within a few decades, the family gradually declined.

Because of poverty, Fan Jian was instinctively full of hostility to rich and wealthy families, in the final analysis, it was he who lived a life that was not even as good as a middle aristocracy despite the false name of a wealthy family, and when his vanity was not satisfied, his psychology was also distorted.

"Then how much do you say!"

Fan Jianyi gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

Long Eighteen's eyes lit up suddenly, he had already heard of the decline of the Fan family, and immediately brought into full play the unique wealth and magnanimity of the top rich man of the Great Xia Kingdom.

"Ten million! Ten million less, I can't even do it for eighteen years. ”

The words made the eyes of all the people around widen, and even the corners of the mouths of the dozen or so clergy and Zhuang Yusheng, who didn't immediately announce the name of the opponent for some reason, couldn't help twitching.

"It is said that Long Eighteen is the most unscrupulous loser of the Long family in a hundred years, and it seems that it is true. ”

Quicksand snorted coldly with disdain, looked at Long Eighteen who was pointing fingers in the crowd and said.

Donghuang stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and said with some envy: "Casually take out 10 million as gambling funds, in the end it is the richest man in the Great Xia Kingdom, those of us who are cavalry commanders, we can only get five million gold coins for a hard year, others think that we live in a glamorous halo of glory, in fact, only we know that compared with the real wealthy, we are a group of poor bastards." It's not as much as the offerings of those princes. ”

Quicksand turned his head and glanced at the Eastern Emperor, and the disdain in his eyes became even stronger: "Since you don't want to serve the gods, why do you want to stay in the temple? ”

"I'm not here for you. ”

Donghuang smiled flatteringly: "Quicksand, you just promise me, I really like you." ”

"But I don't like you. ”

After saying this, seeing that Donghuang was still staring at herself with a smirk on her face, she paused slightly and added two more words.

"Uncle. ”

"What's the matter, Fan Jian, why don't you speak? Is 10 million okay? Are you not sure to win? Or can't you come up with so much money at all?"

Long Eighteen felt that he had never raised his eyebrows so much as he did now, and looking at Fan Jianqi's purple face, his voice became louder.

"Okay, I'll bet with you!"

Fan Jian suddenly squeezed out a voice from between his teeth and said, "If Ye Hao can still win a game in the world, I will give you 10 million!"

The onlookers of the temple disciples suddenly widened their eyes and began to exchange ears.

"This Fan family is really rich, and he even sold 10 million, in the end, he is a wealthy family in the Great Xia Kingdom. Someone sighed, his voice full of envy.

"What kind of money is there, I heard that the Fan family has declined more than ten years ago, and 10 million is not a small amount, enough for their entire family to spend more than a year. Someone on the side answered.

"The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, the ancestor of the Fan family was a close attendant to the emperor, can you know how big the treasure house is in private? The wealth is not leaked, except for the Long family, no, except for the Dragon Eighteen, is there any fool in the entire Anyang City who still brags everywhere that he is rich? I look down on these descendants of the king with the surname of the king the most, all of them are like nouveau riche, without literacy and taste. A wealthy man wearing a brocade robe, a jade belt, and an arrogant face said disdainfully.

"If you want to show off, you must also have the capital to show off, 10 million, can you take it out? If you can't take it out, shut up!" As soon as the brocade-robed young man's voice fell, someone immediately retorted with ridicule.

At this moment, a familiar indifferent voice sounded, but it clearly overshadowed everyone's voice.

"Dragon XVIII. ”

"In!"