Leng Dao was penniless, and when he happened to get three pieces of broken silver, he also gave the largest piece of silver to the two beggars of his ancestors and grandchildren, if he was not trapped by money, he was not a person who collected money at all.

can look at Sun Heng on the other side, anyway, the bet contract on the field has been set, and if he doesn't let Sun Heng have a little more blood, he is really not happy.

"Deposit? The guy who can't deduct two taels of oil and water really thinks that he is sure to win? Okay, how much silver taels you can bet. ”

Holding his hands on his chest, Sun Heng sneered and then squinted his eyes carefully and looked at Leng Dao's side.

"If it's really a fortune boy, I'm not welcome. ”

Leng Dao was really not polite, and immediately turned his head to look at the people who fanned Zifan.

Anyway, he only has one hundred silver taels left in his belongings, and as for how many rich young masters such as Zifan Baishan have, it all depends on their hearts.

"I can still make up five taels,"

Zhang Duan took the lead in expressing his position, and the five taels were also the silver bumps at the bottom of his box. However, as soon as the words fell, a few black lines appeared on Leng Dao's forehead, was this too much of a blow to the morale of their side?

"I'll give you five hundred taels, I'll go back and get it now."

After all, this matter started with her, Li Tianling glared at Sun Heng angrily and went back to get the money without saying a word.

"Senior Brother Wen Dao, don't worry, today in front of this group of guys, the two of us can't be cold, now we will go back to get the silver. ”

After Li Tianling turned around, Li Hu and Baishan turned around and left.

Yesterday's cold road was able to fight three with one battle, especially last night's relenting words won them a lot of favor, although they were a little confused about the two brothers of Zifan and Zigu, but in front of everyone's eyes, they naturally couldn't lose face.

"Well, second brother, go back and bring all the money we can get. ”

Seeing that these guys are so positive, it is impossible for Zifan to fall behind, and after speaking, he waved his hand to Zi Guyi.

"It's a little bit more to make a little more, but it's up to you two brothers today. ”

On the edge of the field, Leng Dao patted Zi Fan on the shoulder and smiled.

Laughter has a deep meaning,

"I don't dare to say that I won, but undefeated is the bottom line, after all, I have been with Bing Youzi for a period of time in the school field before, and we are not ruthless. ”

Azusa Fan knows what Leng Dao thinks.

"Smart, then you stabilize the situation first, and I'll go back and get a silver tael. ”

Waving his hand at Deacon Wang, Leng Dao suddenly blinked, and then hugged his fists at the disciples of the outer sects around him and left.

In the blink of an eye, this battle turned into a battle of high stakes.

......

"Little one, don't put me in today's matter, it's not easy to say two kind words to you before. ”

Seeing Leng Dao summoning him, Deacon Wang glanced at him angrily.

"Isn't this just going to thank Deacon Wang, Deacon Wang doesn't plan to invest in this deal?"

Leaning against Deacon Wang's ear, Leng Dao whispered.

"The sect does not allow deacons to participate in matters between disciples, besides, you are so sure that your side will win? Counting Sun Heng, there are three disciples of the Wind and Snow Society. ”

What Deacon Wang said couldn't help but say, but Leng Dao knew in a blink of an eye that this guy was a bit true or false. Isn't this guy just worried about the failure rate on their side?

"The two brothers admitted that being undefeated was the bottom line, and I chose to believe them. So even if the two of them draw, Deacon Wang thinks that I will face off with Sun Heng, how many points will I win?"

Leng Dao squinted and smiled, waiting for Deacon Wang to follow.

"This—"

For a time, Deacon Wang was in a dilemma. After more than ten breaths, I saw Deacon Wang clenching his fist with one hand and smashing it into the palm of the other side.

"Cheng, but if Zhang Duan and those guys ask about this, you will say that I lent it to you. ”

Deacon Wang gritted his teeth and maintained his last majesty in front of the other disciples.

"Yes, 100% interest. ”

Leng Dao grinned, and the two looked at each other and smiled like thieves.

......

In order to deal with the wind and snow meeting, the cold road side was really unambiguous, and everyone raised a total of two thousand nine hundred and five taels.

Li Tianling 500 taels, Zifan two brothers a total of 1,000 taels, Li Hu 500 taels, Baishan 500 taels, Leng Dao 100 taels, Zhang Duan 5 taels, and Deacon Wang handed over to Leng Dao without leaving a trace of 300 taels.

When he paid the money, Deacon Wang's hands and feet trembled, and these were almost his coffin books.

After Leng Dao's explanation, Sun Heng was also taken aback by this large amount.

If it was in the Great Sword City, he really didn't think that three thousand taels was anything, but who would have nothing to do with the sect to bring so many silver taels I saw that Sun Heng waved his hand and crowdfunded.

In a short time, five thousand eight hundred and ten taels of silver on both sides were piled up in front of the presiding deacon like a small mountain, and the deacon who was attracted instantly doubted his life.

He, the host, is too humble in front of this nearly six thousand silver taels!

......

The gamble of more than 5,800 taels was the first time in ten years in the great outer sect. In a moment, some disciples who hardly came to the arena heard the news, waiting for the three luxurious battles to begin.

Outside the arena, I saw a sturdy young man in his twenties, wearing a white vest on his upper body and hemp pants on his lower body, staring at the silver pile hill in surprise, and finally stopped his gaze on Leng Dao, who was dressed in a white robe.

The young man in the white coat is Liu Cang, who ranks tenth in the winning rate list of the outer sect.

"Senior Brother Liu Cang, who do you guess will win today?"

Behind Liu Cang, a young junior disciple was very curious.

"Then it depends on the situation of the two brothers, but... Deacon Wang went out this time to recruit a group of good seedlings, except for Na Wen Dao, the other disciples are all a dream of strength, which is indeed better than the previous session. ”

Liu Cang said ambiguously, his belligerent eyes still swirling on Leng Dao's body.

Suddenly, Leng Dao turned his head mechanically, his eyes were a little relative, Leng Dao smiled indifferently, and he didn't know what to expect.

"Hmm, Senior Brother Liu Cang, what does this guy mean?"

The man beside him glanced at Leng Dao's gaze, and his heart trembled.

"What do you mean? Not surprisingly, Sun Heng's waste should be lost. ”

At this time, Liu Cang suddenly sighed.

......

Flower Moon Inner Sect, Moon Peak,

"Great Elder, why is there such a loud shout from the Outer Sect?"

At the edge of the square, these are two figures dressed in dark silver robes, with a peach blossom pattern on their chests, two middle-aged and seventy-year-olds, and it is the middle-aged man who speaks.

The man's face is attractive, elegant as jade, and he stands with his hands quite detached.

This person is none other than the Flower Moon Sect Master, Wan Xun.

"I heard my grandson Li Xuan say last night that there is a little guy from the outer sect who can use the power of his body to shake the three disciples of the Dream Land without being defeated. I'm afraid that this good little guy will have a fight with someone today. ”

The old man beside him had a withered face, hunched over a cane, and smiled hoarsely.

"I'm afraid it has to be a disciple of a dream, majoring in the flesh. That's fine, as long as there is fresh blood to join, it is not vain that my Huayue Sect wants to stand for a hundred years in the Blue Blood Dynasty. ”

Wan Xun was a little surprised, and then laughed heartily.

"It is not a problem for my Flower Moon Sect to circulate in the dynasty for thousands of years. ”

The Great Elder complimented.

"Haha, I hope so. By the way, in half a month, the challenge of my Flower Moon Sect will begin, and the Great Elder will arrange it at that time. ”

Wan Xun flicked his sleeves slightly, as if he thought of something, and then commanded loudly.

"Yes, but will the little sect master and Cheng Hua participate in this year's challenge?"

The Great Elder said more.

Wan Xun has only one daughter, named Wan Yuezi, who is very much loved.

"I'm afraid not, Yuezi's girl loves Cheng Hua very much, but Cheng Hua is not necessarily the opponent of Li Xuan's little guy. ”

Shaking his head, Wan Xun smiled and left, leaving only the Great Elder of the Flower Moon Sect with a somewhat ugly face.

In the Blue Blood Dynasty, who doesn't know that Wan Yuezi, the little sect leader of the Flower Moon Sect, is the first beauty of the dynasty. His grandson Li Xuan has always loved Wan Yuezi, but Wan Yuezi always felt that Li Xuan was too murderous and unwilling to associate with him.

That Cheng Hua had helped Wan Yuezi once in the foreign minister, and the little sect master placed his affection on the disciples who came to the Flower Moon Sect in the middle of the way, and Li Xuan left the inner sect in anger when he saw this.

Li Xuan once told him that Cheng Hua's house seemed to be kind-faced, but he was also a vicious person, and saving Wan Yuezi that day must be a plan to covet the position of the future Huayue Sect Master and painstakingly operate.

What about coveting, and what about planning?

Wan Yuezi is trapped in Cheng Hua, and Wan Xun loves her daughter like a demon, and the two are about to hold a big wedding in half a year.

This is a dead knot!