The lord of the ghost city, Beiming, implements the principle that he must be unconditionally accustomed to his master to the end, and when he sees that the man must have the Luan bird egg that he misses in his heart, and sees the high Jiang Wang on the side looking at him with sharp and cold eyes, he can't help but feel tired.

Whether it is his own master, or this man who is above 10,000 people under one person.

None of them are easy to deal with......

At this moment, Beiming's mind is full of different countermeasures.

He needed a way.

It can solve the vicious brawl of these two men.

And without spending a dime of his own money, he let his master succeed in winning the Luan bird egg.

He racked his brains to think of ideas.

And just as Jiang Ziwen, at the suggestion of Feng Jinxuan, was ready to bid a high price, not giving the mysterious man in front of him a chance, and won the Luan Bird Egg in one fell swoop......

The North Underworld suddenly stopped the "gold fight".

"Wait! Two and slow! ”

The string of tourmaline jade pendants on Beiming's left earlobe swayed with a sparkling dark light, he hooked his lips and smiled lightly, debauched, peach blossom eyes smiled and bent up, and his eyes were full of fine light.

"What's wrong again!" Jiang Ziwen stared at Beiming unhappily, his expression was cold, and his eyes were soaked with anger.

Bei Ming first bowed respectfully to Jiang Ziwen to show respect and apology, and then opened his eyes and began to talk nonsense, "Lord Jiang, that's the case, as the lord of this ghost city and the organizer of tonight's auction of rare and exotic beasts, I suddenly felt that what the director of the Three Realms Management Bureau said was right, no behavior can damage the peace of the Three Realms, damage the harmony between the underworld and the human world, between the ghost city was greatly damaged by Lord Jiang Wang and this adult, I think, this gold is simply forgotten, and I will pay compensation for half of the two of you, How about we find another way that is fair and just, does not hurt the harmony of the two families, and can not break the wealth and take away the eggs of the birds? ”

Beiming is a businessman who has been sitting in a ghost market for thousands of years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a black-hearted businessman.

Therefore, letting him break the fortune is tantamount to killing him.

But he didn't dare to disobey his master's orders, so he could only find another way and think of a tricky way.

"What kind of way, you say it and listen to this king."

Jiang Ziwen is tall and majestic, standing with his hands in his hands, his posture is heroic and extraordinary, standing there, extremely intimidating.

"Guess the punch."

Beiming smiled awkwardly and lowered his eyes, as if he also felt that this method was like a joke, and he was a little embarrassed.

Slightly stunned, Jiang Ziwen once thought that he had heard it wrong, his unbelievable angry eyes, thunder and anger, and roared Beiming, "What did you say?" Say it again to the king! ”

The calculating Bei Ming touched his nose, his heart was weak, his body trembled, and he hid behind Feng Jinxuan, looking like he was afraid of King Jiang, but if he looked closely, he could find that there was no fear in his eyes, only shrewdness.

"Guess the box! Best-of-three sets, whoever wins! I'm calling it a free giveaway! Do you understand the free delivery! What did King Jiang yell at me? If you can win the other party, the egg doesn't need money, and it will be sent to you directly! ”

Beiming blocked his ear holes, for fear that King Jiang would yell at him again, and when the words fell, he threw a look of "master, take care" at a man who was standing aside and had nothing to do with himself.

The man was coughing up blood on his chest, and suffered a little "flesh wound", because the wound gathered evil qi and resentment, it has not healed, but theoretically, this injury is nothing at all, but the man seems to be intending to let a girl not far away see it, and he is distressed, so he shows an unbearable appearance.

It's also very scheming.

When Jiang Ziwen heard this, his ruthless cold eyes suddenly narrowed sharply, and he looked at Beiming, as if he wanted to drill a hole in his body, suddenly, he gritted his teeth and burst out with anger, "Guess the box? Are you playing this king? ”

"What? Lord Jiang Wang looks down on guessing boxing? ”

Beiming hid behind Feng Jinxuan, and felt that the only person who was currently present could let him use it as a cover was this director of the General Bureau of the Three Realms Public Security Administration.

"Ridiculous! Monkey business! You're such a child's play! ”

With two fingers together, angrily pointing at the North Underworld, Jiang Ziwen roared with thunder.

Think about it, the lord of the dignified Hades of the underworld, the ghost god who controls the power of life and death, suddenly has to guess with others to win the treasure, say it, and laugh off his big teeth.

And at this time, on the side, a mysterious man with a long body, difficult to hide his dignity, and covered his face with a black scarf, looked at the dark clouds that gradually dispersed in the sky, and sneered coldly at Jiang Ziwen: "The nouveau riche will only use money to solve any problem, what?" Jiang Ziwen, are you afraid? Afraid of losing? ”

When the words fell, the man and Beiming glanced at each other tacitly.

One singing and one harmony, the method of agitation, seems to be effective.

Sure enough, Jiang Ziwen sneered coldly, looking at the mysterious man, it was like looking at an ignorant Diao Min who could not have such a status as him in his life, "This king will be afraid of you?" ”

When the man heard this, he didn't feel the pain at all, regardless of the fact that the wound in his chest cavity had not healed, and he opened his sleeves in a chic and handsome manner, but he was still wearing gloves, stretched out his hand, and was decisive, and his voice was slightly dark and evil, "That guess boxing, two wins in three sets, whoever wins whose egg, don't talk nonsense with you." ”

“……”

Jiang Ziwen was speechless, Wang Zhi was contemptuous, staring at the man in front of him who was going to guess boxing with him as if he was mentally retarded, snorted coldly, slowly opened the brocade sleeves of his python robe, and reluctantly joined the ranks of guessing boxing.

He never expected it.

One day, he will use this child's play method to win a bird egg that is very ornamental and actually useless for the girl who indulges him to the end.

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Ji Yunai was "petrified" on the spot, and his jaw almost fell off in jaw.

Ling Shiyin no longer dragged her away, but looked at the two men who were squatting under the moon, in the ruins, in the same amazement, not far away, gesturing and guessing......

What a dramatic scene.

The dignified King of Jiang Yan actually fought with another mysterious master, playing guessing boxing, just for an egg.

Ji Younai stared intently at the two proud figures in the world not far away, both of which were extremely noble.

The clouds and mist dispersed, and under the dark moon, the black scarf covered his face, and the mysterious man with a terrifying momentum was squatting gracefully, shrinking his hands and feet, hesitantly playing guessing psychological warfare with Jiang Ziwen opposite.

And Jiang Ziwen ......

Extremely impatient, but for the sake of that Luan bird egg, he was willing to do such an insulting thing to the façade of the king of Hades, his sword eyebrows flew obliquely into his temples, domineering and cold, and extremely arrogant.

Vaguely, I could still hear the two men who were fighting each other one second, but it was rare to coexist peacefully the next second, and the men who were squatting and guessing each other were scolding each other.

"You can't get out!" Jiang Ziwen roared angrily, obviously with no patience.

"What's the hurry?" The mysterious man's voice is evil and inscrutable.

"Hurry up!" The muscles are jumping.

The man is calculating and extremely smart, he should have thought of some good way, his phoenix eyes bent up, and he made a provocative remark: "Jiang Ziwen, whether you know who I am or not, you will never have her in this life, in the next life, forever." The man leaned in and sneered, "She was born as my person, and death is my ghost, you don't have a chance." ”

In the next second, just as the man expected, Jiang Ziwen clenched his iron fist and prepared to punch him in the cheek!

At this time, the man jumped back and came out with a "cloth".