Chapter Twenty-Nine: Losing People Don't Lose Battles

In fact, the third brother gave Xiaodao a lot of face, and it really took a month before he appeared.

Unfortunately, it is not enough for a knife.

"If you lose, you won't lose!" The knife swaggered and wore the fur armor of the beast to greet him.

In the distance, a huge beast of burden appeared in view! The back is full of goods.

Is it brute around?

The martial artists of the villa are already five big and three thick, but compared with these barbarians, they are far from enough, and they are obviously more burly and tall.

"Haha, this is Xiao Qi, who has grown so tall." When the team approached, one of the big men stepped forward with a smile and gave Xiaodao a big bear hug.

Quite a similar face, the terrifying memory of ten years ago, the body of the knife involuntarily trembled slightly, and when he reacted, he had been hugged.

"Damn! It hurts. ”

Goldfinger, plug-in, beautiful autumn fragrance, borrowed from the bone training.

"Huh! Really grown up and don't cry your nose anymore? Seeing that the knife was unmoved, he was slightly stunned, and added a few more strengths.

At this time, a lot of memories came to the knife's mind, ten years ago, damn, no wonder it felt like a giant, it was a terrifying nightmare, because he was only more than six years old that year.

Actually injured a six-year-old child and lay in bed for three days, is this still a man, now recalling, the body is still instinctively afraid.

"It's kind of interesting!" Looking at the knife's unmoved expression, he hesitated for a moment and stopped.

This kid just became a martial artist, he didn't dare to work too hard, what happened ten years ago was too embarrassing, and he was ridiculed for a long time when he accidentally went back.

Especially the agreement, which was laughed at even more like a nose.

So now he knows what his strength means to a novice, so he doesn't dare to exert himself, even if this kid has become a martial artist.

If you hurt yourself, you're going to die laughing.

But with these powers, this kid insisted on being unmoved, and there was a bit of appreciation on his face, which was worthy of his mother's seed.

"Humph!" The knife snorted coldly, and finally dispelled the nightmare from his mind and took control of his body.

"Oh, I'm still angry, third brother, I know that your little radish head is so unhugged, it was a complete mistake back then." Quite embarrassed, he smiled, thought of something, and directly took out a translucent vial.

There was a blood-red bead inside, which seemed to float.

Seeing this, Xiao Dao's subconscious body trembled, and his body surged with a thick desire, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling.

"Demon blood?" Someone subconsciously exclaimed, with disbelief, can the Blue Scale Tribe be willing to take out this thing? It shouldn't be.

"Not bad! And it's also the demon blood of the blue-scaled guardian demon beast. The third brother said proudly.

Suddenly, many people gasped, and the other doors understood that if it was ordinary demon blood, it was still possible to trade, and the demon blood of this guardian beast, hehe, it was impossible to take it out and trade it.

Anything else you can buy with money.

Xiaodao still kept his calm, without the joy he imagined, which made the third brother very unhappy, and snorted coldly: "This is the bet this time, you have the ability to win me, it is yours." ”

"The famous blue scale demon skill of the Blue Scale Tribe, only this demon blood can be cultivated, plus a special bloodline, even if the Blue Scale Tribe, not many people can obtain this demon blood, knife, you have this bloodline, this is your chance, take out your bet." The owner said with emotion.

The Blue Scale Tribe didn't have the Three Realms of Muscles, Bones and Skins before, nor did they have the Five Organs Sacrifice Method, but with this Blue Scale Demon Skill, it was enough to beat the martial arts of the same realm.

Xiao Dao recalled, he knew the preciousness of this thing in a short time, and he had half of the blood of the Blue Scale Tribe, so this thing was naturally very suitable for him.

But can you beat this old fellow?

It's not possible at all, just now when he hugged him, he was still numb all over his body, which made him think quickly.

There must be a way, there must be a way.

"Haha!" The third brother laughed, patted the knife on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry about taking out the bet, even if you lose and perform well, this demon blood will be given to you, how about it, the third brother is interesting enough." ”

This made the knife flash, smiled, and said indifferently: "This is what my mother asked you to bring, it seems that you haven't forgotten that you have me, a moth, and with you, if you are incompetent, even yourself may not be qualified to use demon blood, and you are not qualified to decide to give me a copy." ”

The third child was stunned, very unhappy, and slapped the knife on the shoulder, almost breaking the bone: "Xiao Qi, you are too cute, it's better to be a child, anyway, now the demon blood is in my hands, and the decision on whether to give it to you or not is up to me, haha!" “

This breath is tickling.

"Haha! Forget it, I won't bully you. Seeing that the knife was silent, the third brother laughed and said: "The eighth is also here, he became a barbarian a few days later than you, but the genius of our tribe, this competition is between the two of you, but if you agree, once you fail, this demon blood is the eighth child, this is with the consent of the mother, the demon blood will not be wasted." ”

"You are the seventh, I am the eighth, a few days later than you to become a barbarian, this time the appointment will be made by me." Another voice sounded, with pride and disdain.

He is a genius of the tribe, he has become a barbarian at such a young age, but his mother is partial to an outsider, if it weren't for the tribal sacrifice to speak, he wouldn't have been able to fight for this opportunity.

Xiaodao frowned slightly, this kid is taller and mightier than himself, but he is not as handsome as himself.

Can't even call my brother? What made him even more unhappy was that he kept staring behind him, what was behind him?

That undisguised lustful attitude.

"I don't want your other bets! I want the woman behind you. The old eight said loudly, pointing to Qiu Xiang behind the knife, which suddenly provoked those savage laughter.

"You kid, you have a crush on other people's women again, if it weren't for this hobby, wouldn't you have your share in the demon blood?" The third child slapped him, and there was an extra red mark on the eighth child's head, and his body shook.

"Young Master, I!" Qiu Xiang's face was flushed, and she trembled a little with anger.

"Ye never uses his own women to gamble!" Knife was really angry at this time.

"Don't you dare?" Lao Ba licked his lips with a teasing.

"The demon blood is taken out by my mother, not your bet." Xiaodao sneered, there is no good thing, the third child is just that, sooner or later, he will beat him well, and he will be angry with himself ten years ago, this eighth brother, my brother will beat you even more, so that your mother will not recognize it.

"It's ......!"

"Don't talk nonsense, if you have the ability, do it now, whoever wins, whose demon blood is it." The eighth was just about to speak, but the knife immediately interrupted.

"You don't even ...... bet!"

"Shut up! Isn't it a gentleman, dare to do it, don't you dare to kneel down and kowtow to me! ”

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