Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Gambling Fight

"Mu is not as good as Brother Wang. Mu Yizhi was very emotional.

"Ge is not as good as Brother Mu. The middle-aged man surnamed Ge looked ashamed.

"You don't come to this set!" "The Taoist priest surnamed Wang opened his eyes angrily, "Yin and Yang are weird, all of them are insidious and cunning!"

Hearing this, Mu Yizhi and the middle-aged man surnamed Ge glanced at each other, and said in unison: "Why did Brother Wang say this? When did the two of us do despicable things?"

"I don't know which brother Mu or Brother Ji is stronger or weaker?

Are you going to say that after that?

The two of you have provoked a fight with Ji Lianhai again and again, don't think that you have forgotten everything!" said the Taoist priest surnamed Wang angrily, obviously having been deceived by the two of them a lot before.

Mu Yizhi and the middle-aged man surnamed Ge were a little surprised, but they didn't expect that the Taoist priest surnamed Wang, who had a tendon in his head, actually used his brain to think.

"Elder. A young Taoist priest with an honest face walked out of the Qingxuguan team, he bowed and saluted, and then said, "When I came, the Lord of the Void Temple specially instructed me to let the elders not get angry......

"Get out!" The Taoist priest surnamed Wang kicked out suddenly, "Don't worry about Lao Tzu's affairs, and when you reach the identity of the master, you will come to preach to Lao Tzu!"

The young Taoist priest took five or six steps back, and a clear footprint appeared on his chest, and he looked embarrassed, "But...... The Lord told me to be optimistic about the elders and not to be provoked casually......"

"Got it!" said the Taoist priest surnamed Wang impatiently, "You kid is not very old, why are you so verbose?"

Mother-in-law's mother-in-law's disgusting!"

"It's the order of the Lord......," the young Taoist priest did not have the slightest resentment, and kept repeating.

"What the Lord commanded, what the Lord commanded, you won't say anything else except this sentence?" Wang surnamed Dao was angry and said to Mu Yizhi and the middle-aged man surnamed Ge, "I'm leaving, and I have nothing to say to you two cunning people!"

Mu Yizhi and the middle-aged man surnamed Ge glanced at each other and shrugged their shoulders.

"That young man should be the next master of Qingxuguan, right?" Not far away, the young Taoist priest was being scolded by the Taoist priest surnamed Wang, and the middle-aged man surnamed Ge shook his head and smiled helplessly.

"It seems to be called Han Zhuo, is that the name?" Mu Yizhi asked uncertainly.

"That's the name. The middle-aged man surnamed Ge said, "The body of the thunder spirit is naturally suitable for cultivating the thunder method of the Clear Void View, throw him into the floating island, and the Lord of the Clear Cloud View will not be afraid of ......."

The middle-aged man surnamed Ge lowered his voice, he didn't dare to say it out loud. If something happened to Han Zhuo on the Floating Island, the Qingyun Guan Lord would be angry with him because of this sentence.

"The spirit finches kept in cages have no ability to find the land of spiritual eyes.

The same is true for people, how can they grow without training?

Besides, with Han Zhuo's strength, the troubles on the floating island did not pose a threat to him. "Mu Yizhi saw it thoroughly.

"So you Tianji Gate is also fighting this idea, throwing the future head into the floating island?" the middle-aged man surnamed Ge quipped.

"Xiao Xing is too simple and needs to be experienced. Mu Yizhi replied simply, not wanting to talk about this kind of topic.

"Dream Butterfly Valley is here. The middle-aged man surnamed Ge said suddenly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a thick fragrance of flowers wafted in the wind. A huge butterfly spirit beast flew slowly, countless colorful butterflies flew around the disciples of Dream Butterfly Valley, everyone on the mountain couldn't help but raise their heads to look over, the disciples of Dream Butterfly Valley were all as beautiful as flowers, and no one was not attracted by their beauty.

"Hmph!" Hu Xiaoxing pinched the flesh on Chen Lang's arm fiercely, and said angrily, "I'm fascinated, aren't you?"

Chen Lang gasped in pain.

"Ahh......h It's ......"

Chen Lang sighed deeply in his heart and replied: "In my heart, Xiao Xing is irreplaceable, are they beautiful?"

I don't think that in my eyes, Xiao Xing is the unique existence. ”

Hu Xiaoxing's face suddenly turned red, she shook Chen Lang's arm vigorously, and said coquettishly: "What are you talking about, Brother Cheng, it's really, I hate you to death......

"The four Daoists have already arrived. A beautiful and dignified woman smiled very movingly.

The middle-aged man surnamed Ge couldn't help but be a little stunned, and opened his mouth in a daze.

"Ge Daoyou, have you seen enough?" the woman's face was a little cold.

The middle-aged man surnamed Ge hurriedly wiped a handful of saliva and replied: "Mei Daoyou, I'm out of shape." ”

"Hmm. The woman surnamed Mei agreed coldly, and the matter was revealed.

"Now that everyone is here, let's start the gambling fight. The Taoist priest surnamed Wang rubbed his hands, and his black charcoal-like face showed an irrepressible look of excitement.

"What do you fellow Daoists think?" asked the middle-aged man surnamed Ge.

Mu Yizhi and the others all nodded in agreement, the so-called gambling battle is to draw four disciples from their respective sects by drawing lots, and then the disciples will decide their respective opponents by drawing lots.

Bet the way you want, not just win or lose.

All the disciples participated in the draw, and Chen Lang coincidentally became the candidate to be betted.

There are three other candidates on the side of Tianjimen, one is named Li Yan, who is a young man with a strong body.

A name named Pei Qing, on the day of the conflict with Yang Song, Chen Lang had heard this name from Hu Xiaoxing's mouth, and he won the tenth place in the sect Xiaobi.

Another one is Liu Qing, she is a little nervous, before she came, she had never heard of gambling fights, so her face was a little pale.

All the numbers were mixed together, and when they went to draw again, Chen Lang drew "ten", and his "four" was drawn by Yu Tiangao, a disciple of the Ziyang Sword Sect, and Yu Tiangao was his next opponent.

Speaking of which, this Yu Tiangao has a very high reputation among the disciples, and after Hu Xiaoxing reminded him in a whisper, he knew that Yu Tiangao won the first place in the sect of the Ziyang Sword Sect.

If you can only use a puppet to fight, this Yu Tiangao will be a tricky opponent.

Chen Lang looked at the opponents of the three beside him, Li Yan was facing the disciples of Mengdie Valley, Pei Qing was a disciple of the Danxia Sect, and Liu Qing was the Ziyang Sword Sect, her luck was also not very good, the sword cultivation of the Ziyang Sword Sect was far superior to that of the four factions.

"Brother Ge, why are there only nine disciples you brought?" Mu Yizhi finally noticed that something was wrong.

"Missing. The middle-aged man surnamed Ge said with a blue face, "It should have happened to an accident." ”

"My Purple Sun Sword Sect has also lost three disciples. Ji Lianhai's eyes were full of murderous power.

"Which loose cultivator is so bold as to wantonly kill the disciples of the Danxia Sect and the Purple Yang Sword Sect?" said the woman surnamed Mei in surprise.

Chen Lang replied in his heart: "I have won awards, I am not talented, I am not talented." ”

The woman surnamed Mei did not suspect the disciples of the sect, and the middle-aged man surnamed Ge and Ji Lianhai were the same, the disciples of the sect had many scruples, and they would not be lawless like scattered cultivation.