The white-robed priest's brow furrowed slightly.

Bai Yuelu is silent and calm enough most of the time to not attract much attention, but under the premise of gambling on a city, this calm can often feel unfathomable.

"In the ...... below," he said, looking at Bai Yuelu.

But he had just spit out three words when he was interrupted by Bai Yuelu's voice.

"It's just a gamble, I don't need to know your name, and you don't need to know my name. Bai Yuelu looked at him calmly and said.

"That's right. ”

The white-clothed priest was slightly stunned, then laughed and said, "Sometimes names can also let the opponent know useful information. ”

"Since the bet was made by this man, I am afraid that this man has already prepared. Similarly, the smile of the white-clothed priest also made the vast majority of the Shaba people feel unfathomable, and a Shaba cultivator whispered in the ear of a high-ranking general of the Shaba tribe: "She doesn't know much about this woman of the Southern Dynasty, why dare she agree like this directly, do you think... Did this Southern Dynasty woman really win?"

"Lin Yi owns the entire Sword Pavilion, since he joined the party first and only brought these few people by his side, the people around him are naturally not ordinary people. This high-ranking general of the Xiaba tribe was not worried at all, "What's more, since this woman from the Southern Dynasty took the initiative to ask for help, it means that no matter what, she has thought of a countermeasure." ”

The Shaba cultivator was stunned, and immediately reacted that the outcome of this gambling battle was not the most crucial place.

"Who do you think she looks like?"

The high-ranking general of the Shaba clan said softly at this time.

The Shaba cultivator was a little puzzled for a while, but when he turned his head to look at this high-ranking general of the Shaba tribe, he found that this high-ranking general of the Shaba tribe looked at Xiaba Ying with some emotion. He immediately reacted, although Bai Yuelu, a woman from the Southern Dynasty, was not as arrogant as Xia Ba Ying most of the time, he also inexplicably felt that Bai Yuelu's temperament seemed to have many similarities with Xia Ba Ying.

"How can it be an ordinary person who can give people such a feeling. The high-ranking general of the Shaba clan whispered to himself.

"So start now?"

The white-clothed priest still had a gentle smile on his face, but Bai Yuelu's unfathomable profundity made him feel inexplicably apprehensive in his heart, and he had a very uncomfortable feeling, "Do you start first or do we start first?"

"Whatever. Bai Yue Luyun said lightly.

The white-robed priest raised his eyebrows slightly, and a look of displeasure finally appeared on his face.

Bai Yuelu didn't seem rude, but she was too contemptuous of him after all, the priests of the Tuoba clan were extremely noble figures in the Tuoba clan and even the party, but Bai Yuelu didn't seem to bother to look at him.

He sneered inwardly.

In his opinion, Bai Yuelu was like a proud peacock.

But for him, the more proud the peacock, the more he had to trample on her dignity, and this ravaging process, and the frightened and pleading appearance of the peacock with its feathers plucked out at the end, could bring him great pleasure.

He secretly made up his mind in his heart that when he dealt with this Xiaba coalition army, he would definitely ask this Southern Dynasty woman to come over, wantonly humiliate her, turn her into a female slave when the time comes, and even reward her for humiliation.

In such a state of mind, he didn't want to say more to Bai Yuelu, so he nodded to a short and fat cultivator beside him, and said, "You can show her." ”

This short and fat cultivator was dressed in ordinary cloth clothes, which was also the costume of an ordinary horse gang, and his facial features were also very ordinary, no different from ordinary party men, but his face was not the usual purple and black of party items, but it was a strange pale gold, which looked as if it had been smeared with gold dust.

The short and fat cultivator clasped his hands to his chest, and when he heard what the white-clothed priest said, he immediately smiled sadly, and his hands suddenly parted.

When he separated his hands, everyone was shocked to find that the sleeves of his hands were wider than those of ordinary people, and his hands were wrapped in them, but they could not see them at all.

A nonexistent, not tyrannical True Yuan aura expanded outward around his body, and the pale gold on his face quickly faded, but in the sleeves of his hands, there was a pale golden light flickering, and the stars were condensed, like many fireflies flying out of his sleeves on a summer night.

Snort sneer....

Dozens of sharp wind sounds suddenly sounded from his sleeves, and less than seven feet in front of Bai Yuelu's body, dozens of thin gold threads suddenly appeared.

This golden thread is not substantial, but it flashes with a cold light like gold and iron, giving people the feeling that if it falls on Bai Yuelu's body, Bai Yuelu will be cut apart by these golden threads in an instant.

Bai Yuelu still stood calmly, she looked at these golden threads that suddenly appeared in front of her and did not move, but a Shaba cultivator beside her instantly sneered heavily and stretched out his hand to pat.

With a bang, a jet-black streamer rushed towards these golden threads, and these golden threads were suddenly shattered, but this streamer flew forward and flew out a few feet, and then quietly paused, shaking off more than ten black shadows like spindles, and then quietly hid in the black light.

"Oh?"

The white-clothed priest looked at these black shadows that quickly disappeared like a spindle, as if he was a little surprised, but then he smiled slightly, looked at the Xiaba cultivator who made the move, and said, "The Mobei Tuojia Sect of the Northern Wei Dynasty heard that it had been destroyed as early as thirty years ago, and I didn't expect that there would be a successor to pass it down?"

The Shaba cultivator was a middle-aged man, wearing the crimson robe of the Shaba clan, and his face was originally full of sneers, but when he suddenly heard this, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, and his evil aura was great, the flesh and blood on his forehead suddenly twisted, the blood veins inside were slightly raised, and there was a faint dark iron light, looking from a distance, it looked like an iron plate carved with strange patterns was about to emerge from his forehead.

Seeing the strange pattern on the forehead of this Shaba cultivator, instead of being shocked, the white-clothed priest was in a good mood, smiled slightly, and didn't ask if the Shaba cultivator was right, but just turned his eyes to look at Bai Yuelu and said a little jokingly: "How?"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Bai Yuelu.

Bai Yuelu still had a calm look, her gaze moved from the sleeves of the short and fat cultivator without hurry, and then slowly fell on the face of the short and fat cultivator: "Do you each hold a piece of jade in your hands?"

The short and fat cultivator's face changed dramatically in an instant.

The white-clothed priest breathed, and the smile on his face instantly stiffened.

For a moment no one spoke.

After a few breaths, a general of the Tuoba clan outside the field couldn't hold back and shouted: "If you want to guess the origin, guess, where do you ask people like this, if you want to ask, why don't you just ask people directly?"

Bai Yuelu was not angry, but laughed, looked at the white-clothed priest, and said, "Golden Wind and Jade Dew, the reputation of this sect is not good. ”

Hearing the words Golden Wind and Jade Dew, the white-clothed priest's face was completely gloomy, but the hands of the short and fat cultivator trembled slightly, and the aura on his body was shaking.

Looking at the faces of these two people, all the people in the Shaba Clan Envoys around them understood that Bai Yuelu was obviously right, and suddenly bursts of cheers rang out, accompanied by ridicule and ridicule, "Why, if you guess correctly, you can't help but kill people?"

"Why don't you just talk about it, why is the reputation of this sect bad. ”

"Golden Wind and Jade Dew?" There was no shortage of well-informed people in the Xiaba Clan's mission, and some people instantly remembered: "Could it be the flower thief of the Yuquan Sect?"

Hearing such a voice, Bai Yuelu was noncommittal and didn't say anything, but naturally a voice spread from the crowd, and in just a moment, many people suddenly realized, looking at the short and fat cultivator who was trembling all over, their eyes were already full of disdain.