Chapter Eighty-Three: I Bet Hard, a Lower Grade Spirit Stone!
The arena was full of people.
Because Feng Qingchen's opponent was Meng Cangqiong, the One-Horned Knights came en masse, attracting a lot of attention, and many people who didn't know the situation also followed.
Therefore, there are more and more people around here, and Feng Haoran is in the audience, and they are all sweating for Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen stayed in the preparation area and rested with peace of mind.
Lin Jiutian stood beside Feng Qingchen, his brows suddenly furrowed, and he turned his head to look in the direction to the right.
Ye Xuanqing and Ming Qingyuan actually came together, looking at this posture, they came for Feng Qingchen.
"Miss, someone's coming."
After Lin Jiutian reminded him, Feng Qingchen opened his eyes, stretched his hands, and stretched his waist.
"I've been worried about your game since yesterday, but you're good enough to get some sleep." Ming Qingyuan approached, holding an ebony fan in his hand, and quipped.
Feng Qingchen's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, because he was going to fight, so he replaced the veil with a mask, and half of his face was hidden under the silver-white mask, looking cold and mysterious.
"What's the use of worrying? It's better to Qingyuan, you can quickly find me a spiritual weapon that can control the enemy, which is more realistic. ”
"How dare you speak."
Ming Qingyuan sighed twice and laughed.
At this time, Feng Qingchen looked at Ye Xuanqing on the side and asked, "Mr. Ye, are you here for the competition?" ”
Unexpectedly, Ye Xuanqing shook his head when he heard Feng Qingchen's words, and sat sideways.
"I'm looking for you for something else, I'll talk about it when you get off the test bench."
“???”
Three question marks appeared in Feng Qingchen's mind.
But Ye Xuanqing had already made up his mind to do this, and his body didn't move at all.
Ming Qingyuan teased and said: "Silly girl, can't you see it?" Mr. Ye is worried about you, so he came to see your game. ”
"......" Feng Qingchen looked complicated, "Really?" ”
"Tsk, it seems that you don't know enough about your own charm."
"Me, charm?"
Feng Qingchen pointed at himself and shook his fingers, "If I didn't know that you have a free and uninhibited temperament, I would have suspected that you were hurting me." ”
"You ......" Ming Qingyuan rolled his eyes, "Forget it, some people, the flashes on their bodies are already blind, but they don't know yet, I won't say it, lest you say that I will hurt you." ”
Feng Qingchen shrugged his shoulders, not knowing what to say.
But the Ming and Qing dynasties are here, so you never have to worry about running out of topics.
"Aren't you nervous? That's Meng Cangqiong, as the boss of the Treasure Building, it's impossible for you not to know Meng Cangqiong. ”
Ming Qingyuan thought that Feng Qingchen was so calm, maybe because he didn't know who Meng Cangqiong was, but this couldn't be said.
Feng Qingchen shook his head and corrected: "I'm just the manager of the first floor of the Treasure Building, but I can't afford to be the boss." ”
"Oh......"
"As for Meng Cangqiong, I have drawn everything, what else can I do?"
Feng Qingchen spoke very calmly, completely without the urgency and worry that he should have when facing an opponent far beyond his cultivation realm.
"Yes...... But I think there's another way to save your life 100% than giving you a spiritual weapon! ”
"What? As a deserter? ”
"Huh? How do you know? ”
“……”
Feng Qingchen looked at Ming Qingyuan speechlessly.
Ming Qingyuan himself was amused by his own humor, and laughed for a while before stopping.
"Hey, why are you laughing so high, I don't think it's funny." Ming Qingyuan opened the fan and fanned the wind gracefully, "You are so calm, I guess you must have a winning trick!" ”
“?”
Feng Qingchen looked at him suspiciously.
Immediately afterwards, Ming Qingyuan continued: "So when I came over, I saw that someone opened a betting plate with you and Meng Cangqiong, and I bet on you fiercely!" ”
"Oh? How much did it take? ”
"A low-grade spirit stone!"
“…… It's really ruthless. ”
As far as Ming and Qingyuan are concerned, they can all open a hall and talk about cross talk.
Feng Qingchen just laughed twice, and suddenly his eyes rolled.
Say cross talk is good, build a tower, two people stand on the middle platform to tell each other cross talk and tell stories, there are public seats at the bottom, and private rooms are open on the tower.
Snacks melon seeds, lively and lively......
How profitable!
"Hey, what are you thinking, it won't make your eyes light up with a low-grade spirit stone."
Ming Qingyuan looked at Feng Qingchen in shock, and thought that Feng Qingchen's eyes suddenly lit up because of a low-grade spirit stone.
"Of course not!"
Feng Qingchen shook his head and said, "I will try my best to double your low-grade spirit stone." ”
"Ah...... You don't have to, your own life safety is the most important thing. ”
When Ming Qingyuan said this, his attitude was extremely serious.
Feng Qingchen knew that he really cared about himself, and he said so much before, just to liven up the atmosphere.
Just as the two looked at each other and laughed, a cough sounded out of place.
"Meng Cangqiong is here."
Ye Xuanqing said in a deep voice.
At the same time, there were also boiling cheers from the viewing platform.
The people of the One-Horned Knights stood up one after another, with a respectful attitude, as if they were greeting the uncrowned king!
At the entrance, a tall figure came over, white clothes inside, black clothes outside, and while walking, the corners of black and white clothes overlapped and flew, just like Meng Cangqiong, who was both good and evil!
Cultivation can make a person's face more refined, so as to be a monk, there are few ugly ones who can't stand it, so Meng Cangqiong is also very handsome and chic, and when he appeared, he smiled uninhibitedly at the viewing platform, causing the women to scream again and again.
This scene reminded Feng Qingchen of chasing stars......
No, there are so many inspirations today that I need to write them down!
Feng Qingchen took out a pen and paper and began to write things down.
Ming Qingyuan was surprised, "No, don't you also think that Meng Cangqiong is very handsome, and you want to paint him?" ”
"Why, is he handsome? I just look good. ”
Feng Qing said without raising her head, and quickly wrote down the money-making plan and put it away.
Her words made Ming Qingyuan feel a lot more comfortable, "I'll just say, after seeing a handsome guy like me, Qingchen should taste being raised." ”
"You're narcissistic."
Just as Feng Qingchen and Ming Qingyuan were talking and laughing, Meng Cangqiong walked straight towards them.
Meng Cangqiong directly ignored Feng Qingchen, but released his battle intent at Ming Qingyuan, and then, passed by!
Ming Qingyuan sneered, "This is treating me as an imaginary enemy, but if you can't even win Qingchen, don't even want to fight me, Qingchen, win him!" ”
Many people around laughed because Meng Cangqiong came over and followed the attention of the watcher, and after hearing Ming Qingyuan's words.
Win Meng Cangqiong? Don't look at Feng Qingchen's catties and taels!
Feng Qingchen nodded, his expression was no longer as indifferent as just now, but he rested seriously.
Meng Cangqiong?
Dare to ignore her, go to the test table, and see whose means are harder!
A quarter of an hour later, the referee came to the stage and called Feng Qingchen and Meng Cangqiong to the test table.