He frowned slightly, and an anger flashed in his eyes, but Mo Yuanji had to choose to endure for the sake of his plan, and finally he could only pinch his nose and ask, "What bet do you want?"

He just asked casually, anyway, this bet was taken out, and in the end it was also into his arms, Mo Yuanji didn't believe that he would lose to Wang Can, even if the other party was really strong!

But a strong man who has been completely exposed has a deterrent effect on him?

Hum!

With a light snort in his heart, Mo Yuanji suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, looking at Wang Can's gaze as if he was looking at a large experience stone, the kind that can be crushed at any time.

"Is it a bet?" Wang Can smiled in his heart when he heard Mo Yuanji's answer, patrolling back and forth in the crowd, and finally locked on a figure behind Mo Yuanji.

"That's naturally Yang Zishan. Wang Can said lightly.

"What?" Mo Yuanji's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately shouted: "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible, Senior Sister Zishan is a disciple of my Martial Spirit Sect, how can she be reduced to a bet! No, this is absolutely impossible!"

Just kidding, he Mo Yuanji is the true inheritance of the sect master of the Martial Spirit Sect, his status is respected, and he will become the sect master of the Martial Spirit Sect in the future, if he can even sell an ordinary female disciple of the Martial Spirit Sect at will, then what status does he have in the Martial Spirit Sect, what prestige does he have at all, what face does he have, and what qualifications do he have to face the simple admiration of those young disciples of the Martial Spirit Sect?

Even if you want to do it in your heart, you must be resolute on your face.

Mo Yuanji is not stupid at this point, he has been taught by Tian Xu for so long, so he naturally has a little calculation that a person in power should have.

However, Mo Yuanji's strength is his martial arts talent, and he is really not good at intrigue or something, otherwise, he would not be so passive today.

Wang Can kept staring at Mo Yuanji, and he didn't expect this person to speak, what he wanted was the identity of Yang Zishan who took the initiative to jump out and take the bet.

So he continued to speak: "Why not, you said at the beginning, what did I do to Yang Zishan in the grove, but there is no evidence to prove that I did it! I am so wronged, so innocent, so pitiful, so my heart is unbalanced."

I thought, since you slandered me, then I will simply admit it, but I will do what you slandered me later. ”

"Bastard, no matter what you say, this is impossible!" Mo Yuanji glared at Wang Can angrily, and Mo Yuanchen on the other side immediately sneered: "Senior Brother Mo is right, my Martial Spirit Sect will never abandon any disciple, and there is a disciple of the Sun God Sect in your hall, who actually went back on his word, and did not dare to fulfill the duel he promised, could it be that he was afraid that our Senior Brother Mo would not succeed?"

If you are afraid, kneel down and kowtow twice, and our Senior Brother Mo may consider letting you go!"

Smiling lightly at Mo Yuanchen, Wang Can shook his head: "The low-grade agitation method is useless to me, if you don't promise me today, then I'll leave......"

gestured, Wang Can was ready to leave, as if he was not joking, making a bunch of disciples of the Martial Spirit Sect look dazed, this is really saying that he will leave, and he will not take away a single cloud!

Brother, are you so powerful?

"I agree!"

Wang Can walked silently while reciting one, two, three, and when the third sound sounded, a crisp female voice sounded, a sense of determination.

As Wang Can expected, it was Yang Zishan who spoke.

This is a good woman, if it is Wang Can that she likes wholeheartedly, then he will definitely treat this Yang Zishan well, but unfortunately, Mo Yuanchen, whom she likes, is a scumbag, and he only has the position of the Martial Spirit Sect and the sect master in his eyes.

Everything else can be discarded for Mo Yuanji.

For example, now, Yang Zishan has spoken, and normal men have to show heart-rending redemption, but when Wang Can turned around, he saw a hint of relief in Mo Yuanji's eyes, as if he was also waiting for Yang Zishan to take the initiative to speak.

This can't help but make Wang Can feel sad for this Yang Zishan, there are more than sixty people, and even those who really like her can't tell the difference, stupidly being surrounded by Mo Yuanji's protagonist's luck, becoming a stepping stone for Mo someone, and now it's like wiping fart paper, and it is used when needed.

Pitiful! Pathetic!

Of course, Wang Can's heart is very cold, he will not pity Yang Zishan, he will only be happy, the more unbearable Mo Yuanji's performance is, the more chaotic the other party's growth rhythm is, and he has even been broken up by him Wang Can.

If he defeats Mo Yuanji again today, then at least the other party will not be able to resist him Wang Can in a short period of time.

Even the entire disciples of the Martial Spirit Sect had to succumb to Wang Can's obscenity, and then ...... Wanton indulgence, Wang Can has a complete set of detailed plans, after abolishing Yang Zishan, to attack Liu Qingqing, if the plan is perfect, then Liu Qingqing is determined to part ways with Mo Yuanji.

"Senior Sister Zishan, you ......" Mo Yuanji's eyes were sad, bright and ...... Forehead...... Then stared at Yang Zishan, looking affectionate, but he had no intention of refusing, as if he acquiesced to Yang Zishan's words.

Taking a deep look at Mo Yuanji, Yang Zishan was a little disheartened, today she seemed to get off the roller coaster, and her mood was up and down.

She didn't talk to Mo Yuanji, but looked at Wang Can with hatred, which made the latter look wonderful, what do you hate me for, from beginning to end, I, Wang Can, kissed you, and didn't do anything else!

Wronged face!

"Wang Can, I agree with you and Senior Brother Mo's bet, now you are satisfied!" Yang Zishan bit her silver teeth, pursed her lips, and finally raised her head, looking at Wang Can with a pair of clear eyes without any anger.

There is no greater mourning than the death of the heart!

Who called the person you liked was Mo Yuanji, this person who was destined to become a big thing!

Wang Can shook his head in his heart, but his goal had been achieved, as long as he won Mo Yuanji, then what he promised Yang Wenchang could be done.

"In that case, I have no opinion. Wang Can shrugged, then returned to his place.

"Senior Sister Yang, don't worry, Senior Brother Mo is the pride of our Martial Spirit Sect, and he will definitely not lose. Mo Yuanji hadn't spoken yet, Mo Yuanchen licked his face and came up, wanting to get close to Yang Zishan, but he was directly persuaded to retreat by Yang Zishan with a cold face, and suddenly looked embarrassed, and when he turned his back, he glanced at Yang Zishan resentfully, and thought disdainfully:

'Arrogant, isn't it just a woman who was abandoned by Senior Brother Mo, wait until no one covers you, see what I do to you. ’

After these farces, everything began to get on the right track, and the disciples of the Martial Spirit Sect who had been looking forward to it began to gradually get excited, focusing all their attention on Mo Yuanji, and at the same time mocking Wang Can with a little disdain, at this moment, it seemed that there was only one ring left in the whole world, only the brilliant and tall Mo Yuanji, and the declining Wang Can.

Of course, this is the scene in the eyes of the disciples of the Martial Spirit Sect.