Chapter 19: That... Let's make a bet
But after waiting for a while, Jiang Zhinai seemed to have died suddenly, and he was silent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"What's the matter? Isn't it just to get some benefits from you, and as for the stingy ones, they won't even reply to me?"
I looked up at the layout of the second floor with a muttering flammability, and saw that the furniture here was similar to the small building in the Sheung Shui Pavilion where I lived, but the furniture in it was some years old.
It stands to reason that with Jiang Zhinai's dignified dean of Kunlun, he can be said to be the first person under the imperial power, how can his residence be so shabby?
'Is it ...... Is he a nostalgic man?
Or rather...... This is also one of the traditions of Kunlun?'
The closer you get, the more mysteries this somewhat scoundrel old man gives.
Seeing that Jiang Zhinai didn't reply, he walked a few steps quickly to a bedroom with an open door and a bright light, and looked in, but saw Jiang Zhinai sitting on the bed also happened to look at the door.
The eyes of the two people immediately collided together, and at this time, Yi Feng only felt that what he was facing was not an old man at all, but a blood-stained beast that wanted to choose people to devour!
The squint in his eyes, just by looking at his face, made the flammable heart feel cold!
When this creature is confronted with a powerful natural predator, the instinctive chill inspires that Flammable has to turn all his mind and look at him.
After a long time, when the flammable body trembled and cold sweat flowed down like water, Jiang Zhinai closed his gaze and said with a smile: "It's not bad to be able to survive the number of 100 breaths under the gaze of my divine soul." Tell me, what is your power, what is the secret you are hiding?"
At the moment when Jiang Zhinai's gaze retracted, Yi Feng suddenly had a feeling of escaping death, and at this time, when he heard Jiang Zhinai's words, he was stunned, and his mouth suddenly seemed to lose control: "Six years ago... On the way, I met a lowly servant and saw that he did not grab the rice, so I felt compassion and divided some of the broken rice among him, and then he passed on a set of methods on breathing changes.
With this method, I can imitate the breath of all beasts, and then obtain the power of all beasts for my use......"
The flammable voice was a little sluggish, but the words he said were far from what he was going to say, and after listening to what he had just said, the flammable face was like ashes, and finally there was a trace of blood ruddy.
Although he didn't know why this was happening, he was not in a hurry to care about this at the moment, and when his mouth could be controlled by himself again, Flammable took a few steps back sharply, and staggered directly into the corridor.
I saw that he was anxious and angry, and roared in shock and astonishment: "You... What did you do to me?!"
"Hehehe, it's just a little trick that shocks your mind, and when you reach the level of an eighth-order divine soul master, you can also play like this. ā
Jiang Zhinai, who smiled like a fox that had stolen a fat hen, said proudly, but he didn't fully believe the flammable words.
The so-called mental shock is a general skill of a high-level divine soul master, and a flammable zero-order body can actually survive a hundred breaths under his mental shock, such a stoic person, whether he is telling the truth or not, Jiang Zhinai will instinctively believe that at least half of his words are false.
But it doesn't matter, there is still more time in the future, and you can slowly dig out all the secrets of this kid, and now......
A small ink-colored glass bottle floated out of the door, and finally landed on the porch in front of the flammable body, and then Jiang Zhinai's slightly playful voice came out: "Drinking it during the fighting art in front of the palace can allow you to have the power of a second-order divine soul master in a short period of time, and at that time, combined with your own strange ability, Lin Donghao will definitely be defeated." ā
Hearing this, Yi Feng knew that this old immortal had agreed to his request, although he never said what he wanted him to help from beginning to end, but how could such a person not guess his intentions?!
Seeing that the goal had been achieved at this time, and that he had obtained this medicine that could instantly enhance the level of the divine soul, the flammable instinct wanted to turn away from Jiang Zhinai, but at the moment when he just wanted to lean over to pick up the medicine, he suddenly thought of something, and then he doubted: "He... Will there be such a potion in three days?"
"It should be, although this medicine is precious, in terms of Lingtai's capital, I'm afraid that Lin Donghao will get far more than that. ā
In the bedroom, Jiang Zhinai said resentfully, and at this time, Yi Yan withdrew the hand that originally wanted to take the medicine, only to see him slowly stand up straight, with a faint smile on his face: "Lord Dean, that... Let's make a bet, shall we?"
"Oh? What do you want to bet on? ā
Jiang Zhinai's voice was full of two points of doubt, three points of puzzlement, and five points of astonishment, he really couldn't figure out what the kid outside the door thought, and he had already told him clearly that when he was fighting in front of the palace, Lin Donghao would only get more funding than him, not less than him, but he didn't even want this basic funding, but he wanted to bet with himself......
"If I can win against Lin Donghao without the help of these external forces, then let me arrange my time during my study in Kunlun, right?"
I don't know where the flammable self-confidence comes from, but he actually has the face to say such arrogant words, seeing that his move is quite 'seeking death', Jiang Zhinai also wants to see how strong this kid's weird ability can be. So he agreed, "Okay, I've agreed to this bet." ā
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Yi Feng hurriedly leaned over and picked up the small glass bottle in front of him, and then ran away, laughing as he ran: "Then it's decided, Lord Dean, don't break your word then." ā
Jiang Zhinai, who had a black line on his face, waited for the flammable to run away before he muttered a smile and said: "Treacherous boy, don't die, otherwise you can only study your corpse, hehehe......"
Jiang Zhinai's words, the flammable that had already run away was indeed inaudible, and even if he heard it, he would only think he was farting. I don't take his words to heart at all.
After carefully carrying the bottle of potion into his arms, Flammable ran all the way to Kunlun's courtyard gate. Three days is a lot less, but it is really not much, and we must implement the plan we just thought of as soon as possible.
When Flammable reached the gate, the groom was having a good conversation with the night guards, and when he saw Flammable coming, he immediately stopped and lowered his feet so that Flammable could board the car.
But the flammable jumped into the carriage with a direct lunge, and then only heard him urge: "Go home, quickly!"
The nightmare horse's neighing sounded again under the groom's whip, and when the carriage was vacated, Flammable began to carefully analyze his plan......