To bet or not to bet?

Master Feng Shang was very hesitant, and he made a bet with this kind of person who was already standing on the top of the mountain with a single-wheel talent, and basically there was no good result, but his own apprentice's mood problem was placed here.

"Can you let me and my apprentice understand how the demon cultivator behaves in the world?" Master Feng Shang groaned, pinned the dust in his hand to his waist, as for the strange kitchen knife, it has long been gone, come to mediate, you can't hold a kitchen knife to swagger through the market.

Jin Xiaqi and Song Qingyang are general, they have a sincere heart, for monks, the roots and bones are important, but a sincere heart that is not stained by a mirror is the primary standard for major monks to collect inheritance disciples, and there is no realm but no monks, which is not as good as a beast with strength in the mountains and forests. Master Feng believes in the eyes of his apprentices, even if he loses, his luck, let alone two percent, why not give it all to you?

"Master, if it's the same as the junior bet, the junior can change the question. Nanxing spoke.

Master Feng Shang had nothing to say, and used his exclusive secret technique to ripple in the heart lake, communicate with Jin Xiaqi, and at the same time use the mirror illusion to look at the details of Xiao Hei's past in Jin Xiaqi's eyes.

Jin Xiaqi is sure that if Ling Die's life is really lost in the hands of Nanxing, even if it is Nanxing's unpredictable means of Tongtiandao, Xiao Hei will also fight with his life to kill Nanxing, Xiao Hei's nature is not bad, he will definitely not harm others, and it is absolutely impossible to kill the people around Nanxing to vent his anger, as for Nanxing said that Xiaohei's predecessors killed ordinary people in broad daylight, there must be some unsolvable misunderstanding, or, this is simply a conspiracy of Nanxing, as for whether Xiao Hei will join forces with his own master to kill Nanxing, the answer given by Jin Xiaqi is definitely not, the predecessors are such arrogant people, this kind of grudge will only be solved by himself, how can he borrow the hands of others。

For the three answers that are completely opposite to Nanxing, Song Qingyang thought the same in his heart. It's just that all things are natural, and the acquired human nature is complicated, even if it is a pure heart, it is constantly changing, and at the moment, I have to gamble.

The master of the wind paid attention to it, no longer hesitated, and was always a mountain Taoist who was in a hurry.

"Then I will make a bet with my fellow Daoists, and I will bet that the demon cultivator will kill you, not kill anyone, and not kill you with me. Master Fengshang's tone is firm, in the final analysis, this gamble, for himself, all kinds of harm and no benefit, he just asks for a peace of mind, ask for a peace of mind for his stupid disciple, if he can win, it is good, if he loses, he can be regarded as doing his best, and the entanglement in Jin Xiaqi's heart can also be solved.

Nanxing clapped his hands, "Okay, good." The master really deserves to be a good and neat person. This gamble is thus settled, and then, I will make a little trick and quietly arrange for another disciple to tell the demon about it, and we will wait for the result here. ”

Nanxing said so, but the other two Nanxing who were far away in the mountain villa were constantly inducing Xiao Hei in words, although Nanxing was well prepared for this gamble, but who didn't like to have more confidence in his hands, the taste of failure, Nanxing didn't want to try. Regarding the art of language, the means of demagoguery, in the younger generation, Nanxing dares to say that he is second, and who dares to say first? Language hypnosis is some carving insect skills, Nanxing can even plant seeds in the minds of some people who are not firm in mind with a casual sentence, there was no other at that time, but at a certain time it exploded, the so-called killing is invisible, but that's it.

There are few unintentional words in the world, and many heartless words.

The two Nanxing in front of Xiao Hei seemed to be chatting casually, but they were subconsciously guiding Xiao Hei's choice.

Xiao Hei is not stupid, although he is out of breath at the moment when he is suppressed by the sea seal, his heart is still clear, and he is still thinking about a solution, so he simply accepts his fate? Obviously they are the same person, why do they still communicate with each other? For fear that they won't be able to hear? Xiao Hei's body is three inches lower, and he is about to be crushed into pulp.

Even Xiao Hei thinks so, Nanxing also calculates, but Xiao Hei doesn't know that there is a saying in the world, called being smart but being clever and mistaken, especially under such high pressure, when the enemy was in prison, it seems that Xiao Hei is getting calmer and calmer, and his brain is getting brighter and brighter.

"Good luck for you, evil animal, someone has made peace for you, and come with me. Nanxing was silent for a moment, and then said, the small chessboard has been settled, and before the big meal, let's have some side dishes to appetize.

The sea seal suddenly changed from dark cyan to snow white, crystal clear, but the weight has also undergone earth-shaking changes, there seem to be countless sea seals one into two, two into four, the momentum continues to increase.

Xiao Hei finally couldn't resist such a momentum, and fell to the ground with a bang, and woke up again, already in the Nanjia Building.

The wounds on his body were all well bandaged, and there was Song Qingyang Jin Xiaqi standing beside him, as well as an unknown teacher wearing a Taoist robe and holding a dust, presumably the master of Jin Xiaqi's chattering master.

Xiao Hei trembled and wanted to get up, but was stopped by Song Qingyang, "The senior is seriously injured, please don't work your body." ”

"Little ...... Where is Fluttershy now?" Black said, the corners of her mouth still scarlet.

Tears slipped down Jin Xiaqi's eyes, and her true feelings couldn't be faked, "Senior, senior, Lingdie, she has ...... Already...... By the South Star, wow. Jin Xiaqi couldn't hold back the sadness in his heart anymore, he couldn't stand steadily, and if it wasn't for the master of the wind to hold him, he would have fallen to the ground.

Jin Xiaqi cried in a low voice, like crying and resentment.

The little black brain went blank, and all the light in his eyes was lost in an instant.

Master Feng Shang had to sigh that this Southern Star method was so powerful, although it was his own cooperation, but it was not unclever to achieve this effect. In all fairness, I can't do this kind of thing, no wonder this Nanxing has such a good heart, I'm afraid that under this kind of Taoism, my mind has already been sharpened into a golden stone. Nanxing cooperated with Jin Xiaqi and performed the Dao method, which made Jin Xiaqi really think that the Ling Butterfly had disappeared.

Although Master Feng Shang couldn't bear Jin Xiaqi to be so sad in his heart, there was no way, some small means, not to mention whether it was useful or not, if it was used, presumably Nanxing would definitely be able to detect it for the first time, and he would not only lose the battle but also lose people. Moreover, the small means that cannot be put on the table, the master of the wind disdains and performs. Losing is losing, winning is winning, and the hall is upright, and Fang is the master of the wind.

Outside the Nanjia Building, the wind was raging, but the temperature was hot. Nanxing was waiting, waiting for the time when he appeared, just the right casual and thoughtful chance.

The moment he appeared in front of several people was the moment when the game was decided.

For Xiao Hei, this is another tempering.

Nanxing sighed in his heart: "It's really pitiful, it's really pitiful." ”