"In life, why figure out everything?"

"I just want to know the truth!"

"And the guy back then... How is he now? Feng Shun is nervous.

Zhanhong God King threw the sword box in his hand to him!

"Kill me with it, I won't say a word."

The flying rectangular wooden sword box was hugged by Feng Shun, and then the palm of his hand slapped on the lid, and in a flash, the long-dusted Lonely Han Sword Sect Inheritance Spirit Sword inside was the edge finally reappeared in the world!!

……

The moment he saw this sword, Feng Shun's hands were trembling!

"This, yes, brother, his sword ......."

His fingers caressed the snow-white spirit sword, and he felt that his heart was inexplicably tingling!

The finger rested on the hilt of the sword, and there seemed to be a residual warmth (phantom heat) ......in the place where the man had held it.

After adjusting his breathing for a few seconds, he raised his head again, and shouted with a pleading look in his eyes:

"Master! Tell me! Please! ”

Zhanhong God King on the opposite side gritted his teeth even more, and spit out eleven words from between his teeth:

"Kill me."

"I'm not going to say anything."

"Why ?!!" Feng Shun collapsed tears, and his expression was a little distorted and asked.

"What happened to you and my brother back then? Why do you have to hide with death! ”

"I'm your family, too! Why do you have to hide it from me?!! ”

……

Watching the two of them pull on the side, it was like watching a bloody TV series, and Liu Shengsheng finally couldn't stand it.

After rubbing his eyebrows with his index finger, he let go of the hand holding Su Yan, and then under the gaze of his companion, he slowly walked in the direction of Fengshun and his master.

Feng Shun, who felt the sound of footsteps, glanced back, and then heard the white-clothed young man Jian Xiu say:

"If you go on like this, you won't see the end at all, it's better to listen to my advice, come to a gambling contract, win two out of three games, and listen to whoever wins."

"How do you gamble?" Feng Shun and his master both asked.

This dashing young sword cultivator took out the card table from Dan Tian with a smile!

Then slap it on the open space between the two of them with one palm!!

"It's not difficult, just bet on the cards in the first game!"

"Rules: After the cards are divided, as long as the number of words corresponds to the number can be combined and sent out, and when there is no same corresponding number in the hand, only a single number is left, it is time for us to draw the cards in their respective hands."

"It's like this all the way around, and then it's dealt out, and whoever has all the cards in their hand is gone, then whoever wins!"

"And whoever has the most cards left in his hand will lose!"

"Isn't it easy? If you don't even dare to take this kind of gamble, then I can only say that you two are only talkative guys, and you don't have the courage to really know the truth, and the determination to hide the truth. ”

Liu Shengsheng, who also performed a radical technique, crooked his mouth and squinted at the two with disdain.

Being ridiculed by this young man he didn't know, Zhanhong Shenwang felt a little unbearable, but the bet of two wins in three games was really good, so he decided to agree to this challenge.

So I saw that he came to the card table in a few steps, and then sat on the ground!

Cross-legged, suddenly a slap on the wooden table:

"Smack!"

Squinting his eyes slightly:

"It's okay to gamble, but if you want to add conditions, I don't know if you dare?"

"pS: There's a lot of fighting, a little bit of fun.

And you can guess which of the two will win? You guessed it, there is a plus!"