Chapter IX; The last one

"Oh! that's embarrassing for her!"

"But master, you have to count when you speak! When the main peak is built, you will spare your sister. ”

"Well, master, I will never break my word!"

Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye! Now in front of the mountain gate of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the graceful Bo Tian has stepped out of the mountain gate again.

During this time, he spent a total of seven days in the Vermilion Bird Seal, but inside it was seventy days. During this period of time, Botian also wanted to do his best to enjoy his family. Although Wan Yingjing is not a veteran now, she is slightly inferior to Qing Tiantian. But every night is full of style, and everything is carried out with ease.

"It's two months before the end of the year! After this challenge, it's time for me to retire from the peak of life and death! No, I'll have to make a windfall this time. ”

Bo Tian muttered to himself, and in the blink of an eye, three hours had passed! Now Bo Tian's figure was the same as usual, dressed in white, with a white mask on his face. has a very mysterious feeling, so that most people will grunt a few words when they see it, and they will say that this kid is too lucky!

Of course, the target of Bodhisattva's challenge this time is the strongest person in the peak arena of life and death, named Fang Ji, whose cultivation came to the early stage of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation, and his subordinates have never been defeated. However, now the cultivation of the Bodhisattva Heaven is the peak of the eighth layer of Qi training, and the ninth layer of Qi training is only one step away.

Although this is a long step, in the eyes of the monks, it is as high as Mount Everest. There are often many monks who stop at that step. The only ending is that the longevity is full, and Missy Mixi's sitting is over.

As soon as Bo Tian came to the peak arena of life and death, he saw a sea of people inside. This time, if it is compared to usual, the number of people is obviously several times larger. The noise in the hall reached the ears of Botian from time to time. Of course, the basic topic is the same, they are all talking about today's challenge and how much money they have staked today.

"Do you think this is the masked maniac, or is there such luck?"

"Hmph, even if the masked maniac's shit luck is good this time, then he will definitely not escape the palm of Francis's hand. ”

"Let me tell you, has that masked maniac been playing the role of a pig and eating a tiger all along?"

"How is this possible? Do you think Mu Lao at the pinnacle of life and death is jealous? He is a monk of Jiedan! If this masked madman dares to hide his cultivation. Then the consequences of his will be encircled and suppressed by the entire Kunlun Sword Sect, do you say that the mask madman has the guts? I also tell you that Lao Tzu bet on Fang Jisheng this time, and he bet on all my belongings. ”

All kinds of speculations came into Botian's ears, and under the mask, the corners of his mouth showed a sarcastic look, and now he had come to the place where he bet. However, I have to say that today is a special day, and the counter of the betting office, since I don't know when, there are more than a dozen places.

There were nearly thirty or so counters in front of them, and they were all lined up in a long dragon! I remember that in the history of the peak of life and death, such a situation also appeared more than 300 years ago.

However, now Botian blended into the long queue and looked up at the price of the bet above. Francis, 1 to 10. Mask Maniac, one pays ten. When Botian saw this number, his heart was immediately overjoyed. Because now in his mind, it is all the crystal clear spirit stones.

"Get rich, make a big fortune! Hahahaha, Lao Tzu will definitely make a fortune today. ”

Bodhita was overjoyed, but he didn't forget to look up at the proportions above. The same is true now, the rectangle of the Bodhisattva has only that trace of red. Francis's, on the other hand, is red all over.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, two hours passed! It is only a little more than half an hour before the time to stop betting.

Generally, the end of betting time is half an hour before the start of the game! Suddenly, the staff inside shook her body, and after a while, she said with a smile: "This fellow Daoist, how much do you want to bet?"

Of course, this staff member will not have to ask Bo Tian who you are betting on! Bo Tian slowly took out a storage bag and threw it at the staff.

The staff member held the storage bag and swept his mind inside. Suddenly, her whole body froze there, and after a while, she came to her senses and asked uncertainly, "Fellow Daoist, you, are you going to bet 50,000 masked maniacs to defeat?"

Bo Tian nodded, but did not say a word. But just when the staff said that the Bodhisattva Mask Maniac was better than 50,000 spirit stones, at this time, I saw that the eyes around him were all looking at Bodhisattva.

At the same time,In a certain room at the pinnacle of life and death!Zhong Haojie,Mu Lao,Qing Tiantian stood solemnly。 And there was another person, who had a withered face, and looked like he was malnourished, or something like that?

"Francis, if you seriously injure the masked maniac this time, then you will receive a reward of 10,000 spirit stones. But if you kill him, then do you know the consequences?"

Zhong Haojie clenched his fists,This word seemed to come out of between his teeth*! These sudden words came into Fangji's ears。 Suddenly, in his mind, it was all the crystal clear spirit stones.

"Childe, please rest assured, Xiao Ke will definitely live up to expectations!" Francis hurriedly bowed and said very sincerely.

"Alright then, as long as you know what you have to do, you go down!

"Yes!"

Francis is in Zhong Haojie's eyes,It's like a dog。 After Fang Ji left, at this time, I saw Mu Lao striding forward, clenching his fists and saying, "Childe, is there something wrong with you doing this?"

"Bastard, this son is doing things, it's not your turn to intervene!"

"This!"

"Haojie,How can you talk to Mu Lao like this?Mu Lao is the person you grew up with you since childhood!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, he hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him. Zhong Haojie's anger,It also made him seem to be a little dissatisfied。

Of course, this Mu Lao, who was in a high position in the Kunlun Sword Sect, was also dumbfounded! Because of him, Mu Lao, he was also an elder of the Kunlun Sword Sect. No matter what, I was taught a lesson by this yellow-haired boy who didn't dry up.

No matter who it is, there must be some unhappiness in your heart. A little,Zhong Haojie slowly turned around and said;"Mu Lao, you know,I'm sincere to Wanru。 Hmph,How can he be a mask madman? He dares to do something to him,If I Zhong Haojie doesn't say it to him,Then where is my Zhong Haojie's face? What is the status of my Kunlun Sword Sect?"