Chapter 12: Gambling on life
"Could it be that Elder Zhang wants to get that ginseng elixir?"
Feng Qingyang narrowed his eyes and said.
"Yes, everyone wants to get the treasure medicine, some of the treasure medicine can even cast the real dragon treasure body, so that people have a physique comparable to the real dragon, I think your physique is good, along the way, I have seen a lot of dry bones with Elder Long, hehe, those who have more people for a few days, less today, some are related to the black ant clan, and some are related to the demon beasts here, and your realm is extremely small, how can you walk here safely?"
In Zhang Jiuyang's heart, he had already concluded that the secret of Feng Qingyang's body was not just as simple as the ginseng treasure medicine.
When he said this, without waiting for Feng Qingyang to answer, he looked up and down, left and right, Feng Qingyang, like looking at the supreme flesh and blood medicine, his eyes were full of essence, which made people dare not force his eyes.
Feng Qingyang didn't answer, just looked at Zhang Jiuyang indifferently.
"Little cub, you don't have the breath of purple gold ginseng on your body, maybe you have been tossing for a long time, and you really erased that breath, I want to bleed you now, don't you mind?"
Zhang Jiuyang showed a cruel smile, and then said.
"Of course I do. ”
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang pretended to panic, and hurriedly retreated several steps, even leaning on the wheel.
"Roar!"
The green-armored wyvern also roared excitedly.
"Hehe, little cub, do you know what my mount eats every day?
Zhang Jiuyang said unhurriedly.
"Hmm, aren't you worried about Elder Long? If you want to bleed me, aren't you afraid that she will say you?"
Feng Qingyang hurriedly said in a panic.
Others may be afraid of this old immortal, but he won't.
Now he is acting like this, just to kill this old immortal.
"Hehe, hehe, a slut, does she think that she wants to ride on Lao Tzu's head by relying on the art of alchemy?" Zhang Jiuyang said with great disdain, and even spat on it.
"Interesting, interesting, dare to say that about Elder Long, aren't you afraid that I will tell her?"
Feng Qingyang hurriedly said.
"Tell?"
Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang showed a disdainful smile, as if he was looking at a hillbilly, and continued: "With your background, you are still the young master of the Nine Great Families? It is estimated that even a slave who sweeps the floor is not as good, right? Even a fool should know that on the ordinary chariot, there will be a soundproof magic array, this chariot belongs to me, naturally I can control it at will, how can you and I reach the ears of that slut?"
When Feng Qingyang heard this, he became more and more afraid, and almost leaned his body on the body of the green-armored flying dragon.
He glanced at the green-armored flying dragon, then at Zhang Jiuyang, and then said, "Is it? Since there is a soundproof magic circle, then I don't have to worry, I'm still afraid of making a big move." ”
"What do you mean?"
Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang's face changed slightly and said.
"It's not interesting, Elder Zhang, do you dare to make a bet with me?"
Feng Qingyang continued.
"Oh, bet?"
Listening to Feng Qingyang's words, Zhang Jiuyang also smiled, without him, Zhang Jiuyang himself is the most fond of gambling, and now this Feng Qingyang wants to bet with himself, this is simply beyond his strength, he is a casino veteran, will he still be afraid of a little cub?
From the beginning, he didn't look down on the wind and the wind was clear.
"What's the matter, Elder Zhang has been crisscrossing casinos for many years, and there are times when he is afraid?"
Feng Qingyang smiled and said.
"I'm afraid? hahaha, little cub, what am I afraid of?" Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang was extremely disdainful, glanced at Feng Qingyang, and shook the sleeves of his robe, as if there was a shocking secret hidden in it, he exhaled a breath of turbidity, squinted his eyes, and said: "Say, little cub, what do you want to bet with me? Bet too small, but it's not interesting." ”
"Haha, what kind of identity does Elder Zhang have, naturally he won't value small bets, why don't we play big?"
Feng Qingyang said.
"How big?"
"Gamble your life. ”
"Bet on your life?"
Zhang Jiuyang glanced at Feng Qingyang suspiciously, and after hesitating for a moment, he suddenly smiled, pointed at Feng Qingyang and scolded with a smile: "You really laugh at me, you little cub, you are really ashamed, you want to gamble with me?"
Feng Qingyang showed an indifferent smile, looked at Siye, and then said: "Elder Zhang's soundproof magic circle is very unique, it can envelop here, the sound outside can't be felt, and the sound inside can't be transmitted."
What is there to dare to bet on this gamble?"
"Okay, let's talk about it, what kind of bet?"
Zhang Jiuyang was also interested, as he thought, this Feng Qingyang was just a trick, even if Elder Long was inside the chariot, he still had a way to kill the other party.
Therefore, he didn't care that Feng Qingyang wanted to gamble with himself.
Moreover, he did not believe that he would lose.
"The gambling method is very simple, this green-armored flying dragon is your mount, the two of us, put your head into the mouth of this green-armored flying dragon, who does this green-armored flying dragon eat, even if anyone is unlucky?" Feng Qingyang looked confident, no longer the previous fearful appearance.
"Just bet on this?"
Hearing the words of the clear wind, Zhang Jiuyang couldn't help but shout.
This kind of gambling is simply too simple.
No matter how you calculate it, you should win it yourself.
This green-armored wyvern is his own mount, and he brought it up by himself, so he doesn't have to worry about anything.
It's just that why does Feng Qingyang have the confidence to bet with himself?
And this bet is still your own life?
This made him a little suspicious.
"What's the matter? Isn't Elder Zhang cowardly? Isn't he even at ease with his own mount?" Feng Qingyang said, showing a smile, as if there was no pressure, as if he was playing a game.
"Hehe, how could I be cowardly? I was just thinking, how can you little cub have the confidence to bet with me?" Zhang Jiuyang said with a dangerous smile.
His gaze was extremely vicious, making people feel like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake that eats people and does not spit out bones.
"This is my business, so I will ask Elder Zhang if he dare?"
Feng Qingyang said.
"Why don't you dare?"
Elder Zhang said.
"Then you come first, put your head into the mouth of the green-armored wyvern. Feng Qingyang said.
"No, you come first. ”
Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and said.
"This can't be done, I'm afraid that Elder Zhang is plotting against me, I don't believe Elder Zhang's character. Feng Qingyang also shook his head and said.
Both of them have their own calculations, and they are not good birds.
Zhang Jiuyang suppressed his impulse, he pondered for a while, it was estimated that when Feng Qingyang was about to use his head to stick into the mouth of the green-armored flying dragon, he would take action against himself, or plot against himself, or Feng Qingyang might take the opportunity to escape!
Either way, you won't be afraid of anything.
The mount is his own, his own realm, and he is higher than the wind, and he also practices light exercises, so he is naturally not afraid of anything.