The smoke pavilion master's pupils suddenly shrank.

His previous relationship with Taihong was still good, although it is not said that the two of them stand on the united front every time, but at least there will be no situation where Taihong takes the initiative to dismantle his platform.

In front of me, I always feel that something is wrong, and there is a sense of disobedience.

"Pavilion Master, don't you feel ashamed to retreat without a fight?" He slammed back.

"Shame?"

Zi Mucheng smiled, stretched out his hand, touched the fake beard on his chin, and said, "I'm old, and I don't like to compete for superiority in everything like before." More towards comfort. In fact, for our Immortal Pavilion, whether it is the second place or the third place, there is no difference. After all, not first, right? ”

The muscles of the Smoke Pavilion Lord's face twitched violently.

This is a sarcasm for him!

His Treasure Pavilion is the first!

"Tan Taihong" is ironizing his status is not guaranteed, it is really ......

He's angry!

"Tai Hong! You don't have ambition yourself, don't talk as if others don't have ambition either! Hum! ”

"I didn't. The Lord of the Smoke Pavilion has wronged me too much. I've never meant that. Zi Mucheng smiled a little wilted, "The master of the Smoke Pavilion has ambition and great ambition, everyone is obvious to all!" ”

Zi Mucheng is completely not too big of a problem.

He even stood up and coaxed at the rest of the pavilion masters: "Everyone, you might as well guess whether the final battle this time is the victory of the Treasure Pavilion or the victory of the Rilun Pavilion." ”

The voice has a certain flavor of provocation and demagogy.

"I think the Treasure Pavilion wins."

"No, no, I think the strength of the three high-level battles in the Rilunge Pavilion team is too amazing, and the probability of Rilunge winning is even greater."

"Treasure Pavilion."

"Hinawa Pavilion."

Several pavilion masters lowered their heads and discussed in whispers.

The probability of supporting both sides is actually in the number of five or five.

Mo Yan didn't speak.

Raising his head and looking in the direction of Zi Mucheng, his deep and handsome phoenix eyes were filled with a hint of doubt.

Third uncle, what do you want to do?

Look at you like this, you're going to do something.

The third uncle quickly gave an answer, and at the same time, he squeezed his eyes at Mo Yan.

"Haha, everyone. Let's make a bet. Zi Mucheng raised his arms, raised them flat, hooked his lips and said, "Bet on it, in this last battle, will it be the victory of the Rilun Pavilion or the victory of the Treasure Pavilion." ”

Several pavilion masters, including Dean Yu Yingfeng, were silent for a second.

Everyone looked at "Taihong" with a rather surprised look.

After all, at the Six Pavilion Meeting, it is a bit absurd to take the initiative to raise a gambling game.

Meeting.

It's all extremely serious.

A few high-powered old guys sat together, pretending to be comparative, discussing things.

"We, the Treasure Pavilion, will definitely win!"

The battle spirit of the Smoke Pavilion Lord was high, and his eyes were glowing red.

With an almost provocative look, he swept towards Mo Yan.

Mo Yan was calm, and he didn't compete with the master of the Yan Pavilion, but said very modestly: "We, the Rilun Pavilion, were originally adhering to the purpose of learning and progressing, and competed with your other five pavilions. Competing with the Treasure Pavilion is naturally the same. ”

This is not a confession.

It's about digging holes.

Wait for the master of the smoke pavilion and jump inside.

"Well, two days later, the Treasure Pavilion and the Rilun Pavilion will use the most valuable personal weapons to make a gamble, how about it?" The Smoke Pavilion Lord took a deep breath,

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