Yun Bing nodded appropriately and said, "We will definitely come." ”

Yao Zixuan left lightly.

After the two returned to the palace, all the 150 games of the Hidden Dragon Tournament had been completed, and one hundred and fifty people had advanced, Yun Bing, Nangong Zhao'an, Chu Luo, Yao Zixuan, Lu Mingxi and other 150 people would continue to compete tomorrow.

One night, the past, the next day.

According to the rules of yesterday's game, one hundred and fifty people were divided into seventy-five groups again, and the corresponding numbers formed a group, just like the first number against one hundred and fifty, each bamboo stick advanced into a mahogany stick, and the mahogany stick was sealed by Master Gongliu, and no one could detect what the number on the mahogany stick was.

Yun Bing was completed in the first group of the last competition, so the existing Yun Bing came to draw, No. 5, and the opposite was No. 145.

Nangong Zhaoan drew the eleventh, and the opposite one was one hundred and thirty-nine.

Chu Luo was lucky, and he drew the thirty and the one hundred and twenty.

Little tsundere Yao Zixuan drew the forty-ninth and faced the one hundred and one.

Yun Bing was facing a mysterious woman, she wore a black veil, and her martial arts cultivation was average, but he smiled at Yun Bing, that kind of smile was particularly cold.

Yun Bing faintly felt that this woman wanted her life, but who was she?

While Yun Bing was thinking, Nangong Zhaoan came over and nodded her nose at this time, and said, "Fool, you know that you won, how many yards did I earn back?" ”

"Huh? What the? ”

"You fool, in the game between you and Fang Zixi, many people pressed you to lose, and your odds rose to 5 times, I used all my belongings, including the palace, to press in, betting on you to win, and it really didn't disappoint me, you girl won, so that my palace has no crisis, and I have earned a lot of silver tickets." Nangong Zhaoan smiled, is Bing'er girl so cute and cute? I really like it!

"Huh? If I had known I could bet, I would have bet that you won! Yun Bing said stupidly, and immediately pulled Nangong Zhaoan to the special gambling spot for the Qianlong Competition, and saw that the odds between Yun Bing and the mysterious woman were 1:1, but the name of the mysterious woman made Yun Bing startled, Mingxiang! How could it make her? Isn't she the Seventh Princess? How can you also come to participate in the Hidden Dragon Race!

"Don't worry, Ming Xiang's martial arts are lower than yours."

"Not necessarily, I feel that Ming Xiang can participate in the competition, which means that he has reached the Holy Spirit Level."

"Doesn't Bing'er have faith?"

"How could it be! I'm sure I'll win her! Now, we should do one more important thing first, and now increase my odds! ”

"What does Bing'er want to do?"

"That's where Xuanying Pavilion's help comes in."

"Help me spread some rumors."

"No problem, I'm going to make sure the odds go up."