Chapter 130: The Scholar Kills

In the blink of an eye, the outcome was decided, Mei Yanhuan put away the True Martial Arts Sword, and said loudly: "I have conceded." ”

"Mei Yanhuan, I really can't imagine that you are so vicious."

"It's just a gambling war, you don't need to take people's lives."

"The friendship between Xuzhou and Qingzhou for many years was ruined by your sword."

"Mei Yanhuan, you have a kind, do you dare to compete with Lao Tzu again."

The Xuzhou monks present scolded one after another, faintly unable to control it.

Mei Yanhuan didn't seem to hear what they said, so he turned around and walked back.

Li Xingye stepped forward and asked him in a low voice: "Does that person have anything to do with Yuzhou?" ”

Hearing this, Mei Yanhuan responded to him in a low voice: "Absolutely can't be wrong." ”

At this time, seeing that the monks present were about to make a move, Xu Jing walked forward and said, "Yo, the monks in Xuzhou can't afford to lose?" Why, talking is like a fart. Didn't you all agree just now? Now it's going to be reversed again? Yes, yes, I have no opinion. ”

"Mr. Li, as a senior, I want to ask you for advice, I don't know what your high opinion is?"

Before this, when the Xuzhou monk made a move on Mei Yanhuan, Li Xingye would actually protect Mei Yanhuan. Many monks saw it in their eyes and already knew it. At this time, I asked him, which meant to force him to stand in line.

Li Xingye asked loudly: "I don't know what sect this monk came from in Xuzhou?" ”

This Li Xingye really deserves to be a long-famous predecessor, not only has a high morality, but also has a deep kung fu in dealing with people, and he grasps the key points in one sentence. After his question, no one in the audience answered.

Li Xingye said loudly again: "Please ask this monk's senior to come out and speak." ”

"Mr. Li, your seniority is high, so you should speak for him."

Li Xingye replied evasively: "In this gambling battle, the outcome has been decided. ”

This is cleverly said, Li Xingye only talks about victory or defeat, regardless of life or death.

For a while, all the monks had nothing to say except for hatred and scolding in their hearts.

"Wait, Mr. Li is so partial, please forgive the old man for not agreeing."

The crowd followed the voice, and saw that the person who spoke was an old man, and there was a monk standing beside him.

Seeing the old man, Fu Xinyuan was suspicious: "Isn't this the group of people who stopped us from letting go?" ”

This old man and young man are the people who stopped the floating boat of the East China Sea Alliance in the cloud sea before.

Hearing the old man speak, Li Xingye Shili asked, "I don't know who Your Excellency is?" ”

The old man returned the salute and said, "Mr. Li is polite, the old man is just a mountain cultivator in Xuzhou. Just now, Mei Yanhuan of the East China Sea League made a ruthless move in the gambling war, regardless of the friendship between the two states for many years, and my Xuzhou monk lost his life for this. The old man was unhappy and wanted to say something fair. ”

Li Xingye asked again, "Oh, your Excellency is the senior of that monk's sect?" ”

The old man shook his head and said, "Definitely." The old man had nothing to do with the monk. Just now, when Mr. Lai asked about his teacher, none of the monks present responded. Presumably, this monk is also like the old man, a mountain cultivator. ”

After hearing this, Li Xingye frowned and asked, "I don't know what Your Excellency said?" ”

The old man sighed deeply and said slowly but forcefully: "Mr. Li is from a famous family, and he has elders at home to take care of him, and he has a teacher to cultivate outside. However, the mountains and wilderness are scattered, but they are like lonely souls and wild ghosts, wandering all day long, and there is no fixed place to live. This kind of taste, thinking about it, Mr. Li can't understand it. If we want to climb the avenue, we can only rely on our own strength, and like this, how difficult it is. Today, the Donghai League is here to provoke fellow practitioners in Xuzhou, clever words, and nonsense, is it tolerable, which is unbearable? But although this monk is a loose cultivator in the mountains, he is the backbone of the Xuzhou monk, and I am equal to the dignity of the same way, so desperate for himself, he fought for his life. Such an act is enough to match the word hero. However, now, one point of victory or defeat is nothing more, and no one will be indignant about it. This really makes the old man feel cold, and it really makes me feel cold when I wait for the mountains and fields to relax. ”

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the monks present suddenly changed their expressions, which was very exciting.

Xu Jing's eyes widened when she heard this, and she thought to herself, this old man can even talk better than herself.

Li Xingye was pale when he heard this, and he couldn't help but want to slap him to death.

Some of the monks in Xuzhou were ashamed, some were indignant, some were thoughtful, some sneered, and some gloated.

Mei Yanhuan's face was as usual, as if he had long seen that this old man was not simple, and he was not surprised by this.

In the cabin, Fu Xinyuan snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, I really can't see it, this old man has a hand at playing with people's hearts." Earlier, when we met on the sea of clouds, this old man acted smoothly and spoke with a strange smell. Unexpectedly, when he opened his mouth at this time, he looked like a thing. I'm really blindsided. ”

Mei Yanhuan asked loudly: "Senior, the words have come to this, I don't know what you think?" Do you want to gamble on another game, or do you want to stay with you in the next life? ”

The old man responded: "Master Mei, the old man has nothing to say, this matter is up to everyone." ”

Hearing this, Fu Xinyuan scolded: "Pretending, it's really not a thing." ”

Mei Yanhuan suggested to the monks: "Since this is the case, how about we make another bet?" ”

"Okay, bet, let's have another game."

"Come on, come on, what's there to be afraid of."

"If you win one more game, I'll leave immediately."

As soon as Mei Yanhuan heard this proposal, the monks present began to be lively again.

At this time, Xu Jing suddenly said in a cold voice: "What's the matter, you Xuzhou monks really want to break the contract?" When the dispute just came, you agreed and set this gambling war with the old man, and now if you want to regret it, you have to ask the old man whether I agree or not. ”

The old man said in an unkind tone: "Dean Xu, I'm afraid it's not your turn to call the shots about Xuzhou." ”

Xu Jing said coldly: "The matter of Xuzhou, the old man really can't be the master. But this gambling contract was made by the Xuzhou monk and the old man, could it be that the rules I set for the old man are used up waste paper, which can be thrown away casually? ”

As soon as the words fell, the old man wanted to say something more, but Xu Jing didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Shut up for me." Xu Jing suddenly waved his hand, and the old man's breath was cut off on the spot.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and many monks did not react. Not only them, but even the Mei family brothers and sisters and Fu Xinyuan were all stunned.

Xu Jing waved his sleeves, and the old man died. In the eyes of many monks in Xuzhou, this scene is extremely strange. They didn't see how Xu Jing killed the old man at all.

After killing the old man, Xu Jing said to Mei Yanhuan in a cold voice: "The East China Sea Alliance is still not leaving?" Do you really want to stay and eat? ”