Mo Qiuhuai's arrogance has already aroused the anger of the public, and a group of Yanqi Sects who are admired by tens of thousands of people are so arrogantly ridiculed by a little doll that no one feels uncomfortable.

Lang Jie also thought that Mo Qiuhuai's behavior was a bit perverse, if he really wanted to know the clues of Haixin, he could tell him from the heart. But as soon as Mo Qiuhuai came in, he was like a crazy dog, catching and biting whom. However, Mo Qiuhuai's strength did make him a little frightened, the appearance of a sixteen-year-old boy could actually beat a senior of almost the same realm like this, and more importantly, this kid seemed to have his hands left, this momentum of ease had to make Lang Jie feel admiration.

If this son can come back safely from the heart of the sea, I am afraid that he will be the brightest new star on this continent. To tell the truth, Lang Jie was reluctant to let Mo Qiuhuai go to Haixin, if such a genius died in that kind of place inexplicably, it would really be worth the loss.

The old man with blue eyes thought the same thing, so he asked: "Boy, no matter how many hole cards you have, just a star realm master enters the heart of the sea and looks for the sword mound, it can be said that it is a game of ten deaths, why should you embarrass yourself and these seniors." ”

Mo Qiuhuai laughed a few times and said, "Senior, how to go ahead, that's my business, you don't have to worry about it." I'm not targeting anyone, IMHO, everyone here is rubbish. ”

This arrogant sentence provoked the old man with blue eyes and couldn't help but feel a little interesting, interesting, this young man is so interesting, he is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. As soon as these words come out, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you, a little doll, to leave here alive.

"Arrogant boy, what do you think is this place, a little kid is still spreading wild here, disrespectful, hateful!"

"Whoever takes this bastard down on me, Lao Tzu will give him a star weapon for free!"

The reason is that the attitude of the old man with heavy pupils is not clear, and Lang Jie seems to be very protective of this boring young man, and the young man does not know how many hole cards he has, so for a while, the famous people in the audience are like a group of wild dogs barking all over the room without fear.

"Oops......"

Mo Qiuhuai, the initiator of the anger of the public, puffed up his palms and muttered: "It's really interesting, everyone, I just said something arrogant and rude, is it worth everyone to pay such a high price for my life? That's right, I am young and have little qualifications, and I can't compare to you famous families, one by one, who are full of brains and intestines, and now I am willing to spend a star weapon to buy the life of a villain who has never known each other and speaks wildly, just because I said something that is detrimental to your dignity." So, a few days ago, when those descendants who worked for you and respected you as elders went to Haixin, why didn't you show anything, as far as I know, their group of hopeful teenagers thought that they were valued by the sect and willingly went into Haixin. As everyone knows, they are just pathfinder pawns in the hands of those in power, and the lives of these respectful and polite descendants of their own families are not worth as much as the dignity of you old guys?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent.

Lang Jie said in his heart: "What a powerful young man, he made these sanctimonious hypocrites speechless in just a few words. I have long seen that these bastards are unhappy, and they rely on themselves to be the superior all day long, fooling the people below to do some drudgery, and training them in the name of training them, and after the deed is done, they sit back and enjoy their own success, and get rich profits, and I have not seen them share the rewards to those hard-working children. ”

Hearing this, the old man with heavy pupils took a few steps down the stairs, clapped his palms in the face of Mo Qiuhuai, and said with a very admiring look: "Well said, said well, what you said is called melon." But does this mean anything? Do you think these people will reflect on what you have said? In their eyes, the young descendants are just slaves who can be driven at will, and a few words of chicken soup can make those hard-working descendants willing to die after death. To the magnates in the room, they are nothing more than obedient dogs. It's okay to be obedient, but if you don't obey, you will be killed and eat meat. ”

Mo Qiuhuai looked at the old man who had already strolled in front of him in surprise, and said slowly: "What you said is very reasonable, people with bad lives can only be dogs, but I am willing to make a bet with everyone here for these dogs, how about it?"

Lang Jie didn't squeak, he saw a smile on the corner of the old man's mouth, it had been a long time since he had seen Lord Hua Wuguo really smile so happily.

Hua Wuguo said lightly: "I agreed for them, what are you betting on?"

Mo Qiuhuai's heart was cold, and he felt that the old man in front of him was indeed too weird, saying that he could promise his gamble for the whole audience, and no one dared to say a word, even Lang Jie, the eight-grade Yanqi master next to him, was also respectful, and it seemed that the person in front of him was a very terrible character. But that's fine, at least it's best to have someone who can speak to the game to be fair. A person of high status will not easily break his appointment.

Mo Qiuhuai took out a contract stone and floated in the air.

Mo Qiuhuai and Hua Wuguo each contributed a drop of blood, blending into the contract stone that flashed with blue fire in front of them. Two transparent silk threads floated out of the contract stone, connecting the hearts of the two.

The first time he used the contract stone, the moment Mo Qiuhuai felt that his heart was connected to the silk thread burning with the dark fire, he felt as if his heart was sinking into an ice cellar, and the coolness crawled all over every pore in his body and flowed into every drop of blood.

No, you have to hurry up, it's a little cold and I can't stand it.

"I, Mo Xiaobei is on the rise!"

Swear at the contract stone, the name is not the point, the focus is on the first self. The contract stone is connected to the heart and soul, not a certain name or code. So even if Mo Qiuhuai said a fake name, the word "Mo Xiaobei" that could represent Mo Qiuhuai's soul still appeared on the contract stone.

"This time Haixin's trip, if I can rescue the disciples of the Yanqi Sect here, then these disciples will become my disciples. If I die in the heart of the sea, or fail to save any of my disciples, I am willing to send me a drawing of a divine craftsman!"

As soon as these words came out, Lang Jie had no way to keep his senses, and said in a panic to Hua Wuguo beside him: "Master, you must not agree to this kid, think about it, this kid can use the drawings of the master as a bet, you can imagine how important he is to the mainland Yanqi master." Divine craftsman drawings! Divine craftsman drawings! Since the ancient mystic master was punished by heaven, those divine craftsman drawings have also disappeared, how can you let this kid go to the sea heart to take risks!"

There was also a lot of discussion in the crowd, thinking that the kid in front of him was crazy and dared to say anything.

Hua Wuguo stood firm, his expression was silent, making people unable to see his thoughts, and asked softly: "Boy, do you know that if you can't get the gambling contract, the contract will not be established!

Mo Qiuhuai sneered when he heard this, raised his fingertips lightly, and a scroll of atlas flew out of the ring and merged into the contract stone, and the contract stone turned the atlas into a star and floated in the sky, and in an instant, a phantom shadow of a scale appeared, and the center of the scale lever was the contract stone. On the left is the star, and on the right is empty.

"What! The contract is starting to be signed......! It's really a craftsman's drawing! Fuck it, that bastard can't be the descendant of some mystic master who escaped the damnation, right?"

"It must be like this, it must be like this!" Lang Jie's heart shook, he couldn't hold back his reason anymore, he very much agreed with the words in the crowd, Mo Xiaobei must be the descendant of the secret magician, then his cultivation of the anti-heaven weapon is completely reasonable! No, he can't let him die, such a talent is simply the hope of the Yanshu master!

"Master, Lang Jie is bold, please put an end to this meaningless contract signing ceremony. It is very likely that Mo Xiaobei is a descendant of an ancient mystic. If we really let him enter the heart of the sea, we will most likely lose a mystic who has long since disappeared from the human tracks. ”

Hua Wuguo frowned, showing a puzzled look in his eyes for the first time.

Mo Qiuhuai was very sure that the flower in front of him didn't believe that he was the descendant of the mystic master at all, and of course he didn't admit this from beginning to end, it was nothing more than the blind obscenity of those boring people.

Now things are complicated, why is Hua Wuguo so sure that he is not a descendant of the mystic? It seems that in the future, he can deliberately inquire about this person's past.

In this situation, he was really afraid that Hua Wuguo would end this contract, after all, he did it with a clear purpose. Before the soul consciousness left Pangu's place, Pangu confessed that the floating dream was his handiwork, and the mystery in it was endless, and even Qin Gengxin and Bu Forging had no way of knowing. I don't know if it was out of encouragement to Mo Qiuhuai, Pangu revealed a little bit of information, which prompted Mo Qiuhuai to be in this situation.

Can you get out of this chess game and get rid of the fate of being a chess piece, and look at it this time!

Old man, you must promise me!

As if hearing Mo Qiuhuai's heartfelt voice, Hua Wuguo's eyes narrowed into a line, and after several peeps to no avail, he said: "I, Hua Wuguo agrees to this bet!"

The empty right disk of the scale, sank a star cloud, that is the oath of the flower without fruit, it seems that this old man is really powerful, and if the contract can be established, it means that he can really decide this matter on behalf of the people present.

Who the hell is this old man?