readx;?“ Two more million, bring it!"

Mo Xiaowan happily hooked her hand at the black mole youth, and said to those sluggish sons and buddies by the way: "Are there any others who dare to come forward to fight?"

"Here you go!"

The black mole young man was so angry that he turned blue, but he had to take out two million purple jade-grade basalt stones again and hand them to Mo Xiaowan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's a total of four million nervous, so I'm so happy. ”

Mo Xiaowan grinned.

"I'll try. ”

The white-clothed youth, that is, Bai Mo, quickly took the crimson sword from the black mole youth's hand and stood in front of the dragon dust.

"You've wanted to fight for a long time, right?"

Seeing this, Mo Xiaowan couldn't help but sneer slightly.

If as expected, this Bai Mo must have wanted to challenge Dragon Dust's swordsmanship for a long time.

But it's just that Bai Mo saw that the black mole youth lost twice, so he thought that he needed to join the power of Xuanwu and the real sword to be sure of winning.

So, Bai Mo naturally made a suggestion.

"Try it, it's only two million times anyway, and it doesn't matter if you lose. ”

Bai Mo smiled, but it made Long Chen's eyes widen.

He found that the sons and brothers of Canglan Island seemed to be all masters with so many resources that they had nowhere to put them.

Actually, two million purple jade-grade basalt stones don't matter.

"How nice it would be if I were in their circle and could be on an equal footing with them?"

Long Chen couldn't help but be a little envious.

In this way, he will be able to win a large number of basalt stones from the hands of those sons.

However, then again, it's the same with Mo Xiaowan now.

As long as he instigated a few times, Mo Xiaowan would definitely bring him over, and when the time came, wouldn't most of the basalt stones he won give him dragon dust?

"Okay! Let's see and see, Bai Mo Gongzi's swordsmanship!"

Mo Xiaowan smiled heartily, and even shouted at the onlookers: "Let's not be idle when we watch the play, how about a small gamble temporarily?"

She knew that although those wealthy ladies and ladies were rich, they were not fools, and if Longchen won in a row, it would definitely let people know that Longchen's swordsmanship was too terrifying.

So next, no one dared to test swordsmanship with Dragon Dust.

And if there is no competition, it means that there is no income.

Therefore, Mo Xiaowan simply didn't do anything, and wanted to bet on a big one, that is, to win over those sons and ladies to bet, buy dragon dust to win or white ink to win.

"A small bet is pleasant, open. ”

Someone smiled and nodded.

"I'll bet 10,000 and buy Bai Mo Gongzi to win!"

One woman laughed.

"I'll give 100,000. ”

Others also cheered.

"Don't!"

Mo Xiaowan waved her hand to stop it, and said with a wicked smile: "10,000,000, how boring is it? The minimum standard for our bet is 1 million!"

"Damn, you're still a little bet?"

Someone was shocked.

"Come on, come on!"

Mo Xiaowan smiled and beckoned: "If anyone wins, it will be a big profit, it depends on who is the luckiest today." ”

"Excluding the retinue, we have a total of twenty parties, and if one party gives two million, the total will be forty million. ”

Bai Mo was speechless: "I like this little bet, it depends on who you buy loses and who wins!"

"I'll sit in the bank!"

Mo Xiaowan waved her hand: "Hurry up, hand over all the basalts." ”

After a slight pause, Mo Xiaowan took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the storage ring, and actually recorded it on the spot.

"Don't cry if you lose!"

Bai Mo smiled.

"Small meaning. ”

Mo Xiaowan waved her hand indifferently, urging those young ladies to hurry up and place bets and hand over the basalt.

So, after a busy time, Mo Xiaowan clapped her hands and said, "It's all registered, except for Miss Ben, buy all the white ink to win." ”

"Forty million in hand. ”

Longchen smiled.

"Did you hear that? My entourage said, 40 million in hand!"

Mo Xiaowan laughed, looking very happy.

She felt that if Longchen dared to say that, it must be 100% sure of winning.

"Boy, you probably don't know how powerful I am, right?"

Bai Mo, dressed in white, laughed.

"Okay, okay, don't be verbose, hurry up!"

Mo Xiaowan motioned for Bai Mo to bring the black bracelet as well, and urged to start fighting.

"You guys have to be optimistic, go back and win her two million, let's go directly to the cyclamen residence for a hearty supplement!"

Bai Mo laughed loudly.

"Cyclamen?"

When Longchen heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, and he was secretly a little shocked.

You must know that there is also a cyclamen residence in Ziyun Prefecture, and it is engaged in the large supplement industry.

It seems that this cyclamen dwelling on Canglan Island in the northern part of the fire should be opened by the same force.

And if this is the case, isn't the power behind the cyclamen dwelling very terrifying?

"Take me a sword!"

At the moment when Long Chen's mind was slightly in a trance, Bai Mo's wrist flicked, and the red sword in his hand suddenly stabbed towards Long Chen, like a dragon dance.

And in an instant, the position of the crimson sword directly changed more than a dozen places.

It seems that the virtual and the real, the true and the false, make it impossible to tell where he wants to stab at the dragon dust.

"Small meaning. ”

Long Chen's eyes narrowed, and he deliberately turned his head and stabbed out a sword.

Bite!

A crisp sound rang out.

Everyone only saw that the tip of the dragon dust's sword actually resisted Bai Mo's sword tip with great accuracy.

As a result, Bai Mo's next offensive was simply a direct collapse.

"Wonderful!"

Mo Xiaowan clapped her hands and laughed: "Bai Mo, are you too arrogant? ”

"It's a bit of a doorway, indeed. ”

The young man with the black mole nodded.

You know, he is already in the hands of Dragon Dust and has lost three games.

Moreover, almost every one of them was miserable.

Therefore, he had to admit that Long Chen's swordsmanship was superb, even if he was born in the Burning Sky Pavilion and learned advanced swordsmanship, it would be difficult to match.

"That's just a blow to the waters, why take it so seriously?"

Bai Mo was very unhappy when he heard it, so he sneered and retreated.

"You have to figure it out, my entourage just stabbed a sword in the head, and he didn't even look at your move carefully!"

Mo Xiaowan laughed proudly.

"Then I want to see if he dares to despise this son like this!"

Bai Mo gritted his teeth in anger, so the crimson sword in his hand suddenly burst with yellow light, and the powerful Xuanwu power aura emerged like a tide.

Swish!

Whew!

Rumble!

Bai Mo danced the crimson sword, looking like a yellow dragon swinging in the field.

Then, Bai Mo slashed suddenly, and a yellow light dragon formed by the superposition of several yellow light sword powers, and it rushed straight towards the dragon dust.

"Broken!"

The dragon dust condensed slightly, and the whole person flew out directly like a sharp arrow.

The crimson sword was raised, and it stabbed the yellow light dragon directly.

"Be careful!"

Mo Xiaowan looked at it and immediately exclaimed.

She knew that Bai Mo's Yellow Light Sword Dragon, which was formed by the power of the Xuanwu sword, could be described as very powerful, and she was afraid that she would suffer a big loss if it was such a hard-fought approach of dragon dust.