"Congjing, in your opinion, who is likely to win?"

Congjing squinted at the master, "You can't see everything, why do you bother to ask me?"

Shanqing but smiled silently, just seeing what it means, naturally have to discuss and share it with others, so it tastes good!

He narrowed his fox eyes, and there was an uncontrollable look of pride in his eyes.

Fortunately, Xie Feixuan was snatched into the Ethereal Sect, otherwise such a good seedling would definitely be cheaper than other sects.

The heads of the sects present and the elders of the various sects had such vicious eyes.

They naturally saw that the boy seemed to be frozen for a while and couldn't move, but there was no need to think about it, the final victor must be him.

After all, the age experience is there.

It's just that the "Ice and Snow Realm" that Wen He laid out before consumed too much of her aura, not to mention that she never stopped outputting her aura to the transparent silver filament.

It's only a matter of time before you lose.

And the kid from the Ethereal Sect is different, his spiritual root is a thunder spirit root, and the aura attribute is a rage.

The destructive power of the thunder aura is extremely great, even if he is frozen by the ice crystals now, as long as he is given some time, the depressed thunder aura can shatter the ice crystals, and these ice layers can't trap him.

"Tut-tut, the Ethereal Sect is going to lose. ”

It was a male cultivator who spoke, and his eyes were full of admiration.

Obviously, he was partial to Wen He's ability to win, and there was no special reason for him, just because she was good-looking.

"Perhaps, look closely," the monk said, gesturing at the young man inside the ice crystals.

The monk who had spoken earlier looked at him blankly, not knowing why.

"If Wen He is a sure win, why is she still shooting ice needles all the time? Not to mention that you also saw the fight just now, to maintain such a large field, the consumption of spiritual energy must be terrifying. ”

The other person naturally saw it, but he still didn't think that Xie Feixuan could win, and there was no lack of blind admiration for Wen He in his tone.

"I thought Wen He would win. ”

"You are saying this too one-sidedly, and you can't insist that she will win just because she is good-looking! ”

Obviously, this person is not interested in beauty, but only focuses on the comprehensive strength of Wen He and Xie Feixuan in all aspects.

The other person was not very happy in an instant, who did he think could win or not? Inexplicably, he interjected, and he had to make him think that Wen He would not win much.

It's not that he said, this person is just full of food and support, and he has nothing to do.

I didn't want to talk to him more, I planned to watch the battle of the beauty quietly, but I never thought that the person would start chattering again.

The monk who thought that Wen He would definitely win was impatient in an instant, he had still been with him for a while, how could he not know that this person was a strong man.

The two had an argument, in short, each with its own reasons, and neither could convince anyone.

The two people who had an argument were the monks of Xuantian Sect, and when Mo Xue heard this, her face suddenly became not very good.

Suddenly discovered the secret realm, and there was not a lot of time to prepare, and it was inevitable that there would be some haste in preparation, so I ignored the mentality of these disciples.

Such a wonderful duel is not good-looking, and then compare their own shortcomings to make up for each other's weaknesses, they are good, they are actually concerned about who is good-looking, and who has a better chance of winning.

The fight is red-faced, and it is only a little distance away from the fight.

......

The surrounding monks naturally heard the dispute between the two, and Qu Congee's eyes rolled, and his mind suddenly became active.

Qu Congee's gaze slid over the edge of the ring very vaguely, with some resentment in his eyes, and glanced at Liu Yixiang.

It's all her fault, I don't know if it's the possession of the moldy god or what, she has been unlucky since she met her in the Qilian Mountains.

Bad luck is still the second, and it is a small thing that makes her unlucky, and it doesn't make her heart ache, at most she has some diaphragm in her heart.

What really hurts her heart is that Liu Yixiang united with the yellow-haired dog and stripped her of her "essence", except for the underwear, there is really nothing left.

It's even more shameless than her, and she doesn't leave a single shoe, I've never seen such a person in my life!

It's really infuriating.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have risked being suspected by others that her appearance didn't match the actions she made to establish this gamble.

She hurriedly squeezed away from the senior brother who had been shouting "Senior Sister Congee" next to her and ran to the place where the dispute started.

"How about a bet with me, and bet on who will win. ”

Well?

The two who were arguing were stunned, but when they calmed down and thought about it, her proposal was really good!

The two looked unhappy and glanced at each other, and they both had a breath of anger in their hearts.

Bet on whom, who's afraid of whom!

Just bet that Wen He (Xie Feixuan) can win, so that he can win this person's baby, which can be regarded as a breath of relief.

"Bet!"

The two said in unison.

As soon as the words were spoken, many monks squeezed in from the direction where the two were standing, "Take me one and take me and take me, I will come too!"

For a while, it was not the turn of these monks to compete in the ring, and the dispute between the two and the girl who came in later, they did not hide from anyone when they spoke, and when they heard the word "gamble", their minds immediately became active.

Although they can't tell with their eyesight that the situation of which of the two wins will be bigger, it does not prevent them from betting on who can win!

In case of good luck...... I really guessed it by myself, but it was also an unexpected income.

"Shhhh

"Be quiet. ”

Qiu Hao and Mo Xue were really laughed at, what's the matter, they thought they couldn't hear if they spoke quietly, or what?

I wanted to stop it, but after thinking about it, I finally gave up.

They saw that only a few people suppressed Xie Feixuan, and most of them pressed Wen He.

The look in his eyes is inexplicable, and he will not easily participate in the future after suffering losses.

......

Qu Congee looked at the black figure, and suddenly laughed so much that he couldn't see his eyes, and he sent it!

The girl smiled and said, "In this way, I will have a thousand lower grade spirit stones here to make the east, depending on whether you want to suppress Wen He to win or Xie Feixuan to win."

The odds of pressing Wen He are 1:2, and the odds of pressing Xie Feixuan are 1:5. For example, this sister pressed a spirit stone to bet on Wen He to win, if Wen He really won, you can take two spirit stones back, if she doesn't win, then my sister's spirit stone can only belong to me~"

The girl blinked, with a hint of playfulness.

"If Xie Feixuan wins, if he really wins this battle, then you can get back five spirit stones......"

The odds are all based on the disputes between these people and knowing who they are more optimistic about, so she set up the odds.

After a while, a shadow hit the face of the chirping girl, and she looked up suspiciously, and after realizing that it was a monk of the Shinto sect, she lowered her head as if she didn't see it.

The girl was about to add something, but was interrupted by an impatient voice.

"Okay, okay, hurry up, I know it without you explaining, you can say a few more words later, and the two of them are finished. ”

Qu Congee paused when he took the small wooden table outside, and his impatient words were none other than the Shinto sect monk who came over just now.

The girl's face turned cold, she didn't have much feeling for the monks of the Shinto Sect in her heart, and she had always looked at it with a normal heart.

During the competition, what they did made Qu Congee feel as if it was stuck in the throat as if it was nauseous.

If the tone of the Shinto monk is more polite, it is not impossible for him to participate for the sake of the spirit stone of the white flower.

But that impatient tone just now made her suddenly change her mind.

She didn't want the monks of the Shinto sect to get involved, and it was really funny, so if she didn't want to hear her talk about the rules of the gambling game, then don't get involved.

I am impatient to listen to her, but I still want to participate in the gambling game, she is not his aunt, but she is used to him!

Qu Congee raised his eyelids expressionlessly, "I'm sorry, the number of people participating in the gambling game is full, and I am also making a small fight here, and I can't accommodate so many monks to participate." ”

Although he didn't say it explicitly, the girl's unwelcoming tone could be heard by anyone.

As if he couldn't hear, the monk of the Partial Divine Dao Sect took out thirty lower-grade spirit stones from his arms and smashed them into Qu Congee's body.

Condescendingly, "Suppress the temperature and win the lotus." ”

I don't know if it's really stunned, or if it's pretended.

Qu Congee deviated from his body, allowing the spirit stone to fall to the ground, and did not match his words.

He took out a wooden table from the storage bag, picked up a small pebble on the ground, and made a shallow scratch on the small wooden table.

Write the names of the two on both sides, and the game is complete.

The girl stepped on the spirit stone that fell on the ground, and said with a smile: "You fellow Daoists can press whoever you want, and you can't regret it." ”

The monks gathered around Qu Congee talked and laughed like no one talked, and the owners didn't speak, so they naturally didn't hesitate to pay attention to the monks of the Shinto Sect.

They really look down on the Shinto sect's way of doing things, and they are not dead fathers and mothers, who are they showing their faces every day?

Obviously, what the Shinto sect did made the monks of several other sects not feel very good about them, and there was a faint sense of uniting to reject the Shinto sect.

After a while, the half of the small wooden table belonging to Wen He was full of spirit stones.

Mu Lin, a monk of the Shinto Sect, clenched his fists, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, almost unable to suppress the violence in his heart, and he almost couldn't help but overturn the gambling table.

He looked at the porridge deeply, as if he wanted to keep her face in mind.

Mu Lin sneered, slapped the spirit stone on the ground with his big hand, patted it with his hand, and retreated.

Qu Congee felt Youdao's cold gaze linger on her for a while, who else was there besides the monks of the Shinto Sect?

The girl sneered in her heart: with his appearance, she felt disgusted even when she looked at him, what kind of Qiao was there, she really thought she was a character.

She didn't regret that she had offended the monks of the Shinto Sect, she had her confidence, and it was impossible to be afraid of him at all.

The movement under the ring was so big, even if Liu Yixiang was watching the competition between the two intently, she was distracted by the word gambling.

She hadn't noticed the episode between the Shinto monk and the koji porridge, otherwise she might have really burst out laughing.

The monks of the outer sect of the Ethereal Sect had set up a gamble for her, and she was so addicted to cultivation that she didn't know anything about it.

Or later learned about the gambling game from Wu An's mouth, you must know that she regretted it at that time, and missed an opportunity to earn spirit stones in vain.

If you meet again this time, you can't miss anything!

Thinking of Wu An, Liu Yixiang's heart fluctuated a little, and she didn't know if he had returned to Linshui Village safely, and whether his family was in serious trouble.

Otherwise, she really couldn't imagine Grandpa Wu's expression when he learned that his grandson was injured.

Liu Yixiang is really envious of Wu An.

Thinking of the old man who gave her warmth, I couldn't help but pray in my heart that there was nothing particularly wrong with them.

......

Liu Yixiang's heart moved slightly, and she called for rhubarb in her heart.

The big dog, who was about to fight with the little frog, suddenly stopped moving.

【Get Cash Red Envelope】You can get cash by reading a book!

A glint flashed in the dog's eyes, and he immediately ran towards the gambling game.

Liu Yixiang was a little lucky, fortunately she didn't bring rhubarb to the ring to participate in the competition, otherwise she would definitely miss the opportunity to earn spirit stones for nothing.

The competition is still going on, as long as you get in the ring, you are not allowed to get out of the ring easily until the competition is over.

Except, of course, for the monks who finished the battle first.

Liu Yixiang finally had no regrets in her heart, and withdrew her gaze.

......

A bright yellow color squeezed away the crowd gathered around the gambling table very flexibly, and held three hundred lower grade spirit stones with a big mouth.

Running the Imperial Technique, the spirit stone landed steadily on Xie Feixuan's side.

This is exactly what Xiangxiang told it in the heart-to-heart connection, let it press Xie Feixuan's kid 300 lower grade spirit stones.

After putting down the spirit stone, he used the aura to form a line of transparent small characters in mid-air: Press Xie Feixuan.

The corners of Qu Congee's mouth twitched, Yu Guang just caught a glimpse of the yellow-haired dog, thinking of the feeling of being bitten hard by it, her calf inexplicably ached, and she almost screamed loudly without holding back.

I thought it recognized her, but it turned out to be here to press the spirit stone, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in my heart.

Rhubarb suppressed the banter in his eyes, Zhou Qu definitely couldn't guess that it already knew who she was, right?

Well......

It's really nice to feel like everyone is drunk and I'm alone.

"Hey, it's really strange! The spirit beast has come to participate in the gambling game. ”

Some monks were amazed and pointed at the rhubarb.

The big dog turned a deaf ear, hesitated for a while, and took out two hundred lower-grade spirit stones and put them on Xie Feixuan's side.

These two hundred spirit stones were saved by it, and of course it saved more than that.

It still knows how to afford to be wealthy, so it naturally has to be low-key, what if someone robs it?

And it will be pressed twice, naturally knowing Xiangxiang's character, the spirit stone won from the gambling table will definitely not be given to it.

It was the spirit stone that Xiangxiang wanted to return for various reasons, and it was all bitter tears, and there was no way, so I could only press another one.

......

Xie Feixuan descended from the top of his head, and his entire body was covered with a layer of ice crystals, including the ring where he was standing, which was also frozen with a layer of ice white.

The ice beneath his feet was even thicker, so thick that he couldn't handle it for a while.

It wasn't that mattered, the ice on the tips of the toes was the thickest, but he didn't care about it for the time being.

There was no need to expend a lot of aura to free his legs, what he had to do now was to break through the ice and get out of it.

It's better to find the flaws in the ice crystals on the waist up, use the very small aura to break through the ice, and drive your feet out of the ice.

Save time and effort.

Seeing that he was frozen, Wen He's face couldn't be calmer, and he didn't show the slightest smug look, as if such a situation was in her expectation.

......

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