Chapter 36 (Manzang 300 plus more) bet

"Bet on what?"

"Li Ai!" The previous voice stopped again, only to see the man step forward and walk to the side of Wu Qingya and Blood, and apologized to the two, "Under Li Ming, I'm sorry to disturb the two of you, Yaxing, the sister is not sensible, and please don't worry about her." ”

Li Ming could see that it should be this woman who was in charge of these two people, but for some reason when she proposed to make a bet, he actually felt that Li Ai would definitely lose, if it weren't for the fact that he came out with him today, he wouldn't bother to care about her affairs.

However, Li Fu couldn't afford to keep this face.

"When will it be your turn to take care of my affairs?" Li Ai looked dissatisfied, and stretched out his hand to push Li Ming aside.

Hmph! A son of a concubine thinks that he is a little older than himself, and if he calls him a brother, he can really control himself? Who is he?

Wu Qingya originally didn't have a good impression of the two men who were traveling with Li Ai, but Li Ai's actions undoubtedly increased Wu Qingya's boredom with her, and the two sisters were so unpleasant.

"You say, bet on what!" Li Ai glanced at Wu Qingya defiantly, and then shifted his gaze to the blood color, he didn't look at himself properly?

"Since the girl likes the sword in my hand, then we will bet on it. How about getting it to recognize who is its master?"

Everyone was in an uproar, and the iron sword recognized the Lord?

This is a bit of a sight to behold, but how can this broken sword be possible......

Li Ai was silent for a while, "What if it recognizes you?"

"If I could say yes, it would be mine!"

Li Ai naturally had no objection to this, "What if I say yes?"

Qingya smiled, her brows furrowed.

When the blood on the side saw her sweeping her eyes, she suddenly felt cold all over, and a premonition of unhappiness arose.

"If you say yes, then it's yours and he's all yours, how?"

That's a big bet, isn't it? I'm not afraid that you won't take the bait.

Li Ai's eyes lit up, "Really?!"

The opposite of her was blood-colored eyes full of anger, almost spewing fire, and this woman dared to ......

But the next sentence calmed Blood, but despite this, he still didn't intend to forgive her!

"But I have a string attached!"

"You say, you say!" Li Ai was a little impatient.

"If you lose, you have to learn to bark three times to apologize for offending me and him!" Pointing to the blood, there was no longer any smile on Wu Qingya's face at this time, replaced by a grim face.

Do you want to take advantage of me? Don't look at who the old lady is!

Seeing Li Ai's expression as she began to struggle, Qingya put her face in front of her and smiled defiantly, "Isn't Miss Li scared?"

"Bet on it! I'm afraid you won't make it!"

"Li Ai......" Li Ming wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Worried that Li Ai's actions would bring bad thoughts to the people around him, Li Ming secretly looked at his expression with his spare eyes, but saw that he looked at the woman in cloth clothes and didn't know what he was thinking.

At the same time, Li Ming sighed lightly and frowned.

"Will you come first or will I come first?"

Wu Qingya handed over the iron sword, and gave her the choice in an atmospheric manner.

Li Ai looked at the iron sword, his eyes flashing with tangled.

"You first!" she wouldn't be stupid enough to come first, she didn't believe that this woman could call the sword to promise, as long as the other party lost first, it didn't matter what happened when it was her turn.

Everyone naturally guessed what she was thinking, and couldn't help but look at her with contempt.

Wu Qingya smiled indifferently, "Since that's the case, then I'll come first." ”

Uh-huh......

He coughed lightly twice, cleared his throat, and smiled at the blood.

This smile was not tight, but it made everyone around him dumbfounded.

Li Ai snorted coldly, laugh, see how long you can laugh.

Putting the iron sword on the ground, Wu Qingya leaned close to the iron sword and said to herself, "What should I give you a name?"