Deep in Han Ming's eyes.

The ancient red characters kept beating, and the evil ghosts and gods from ancient times seemed to be about to wake up.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the same vast force was blown out from the luminous courtyard.

The collision of two forces was like blooming fireworks, lit up the night sky of the entire hanging mountain.

The buildings collapsed under the aftermath of power, but the luminous courtyard was not affected by Liu Wuqiu's protection.

Looking at Liu Wuqian, who suddenly appeared above the luminous courtyard.

Luo Changsheng knew that he could no longer kill Han Ming.

Restraining his anger, Luo Changsheng said in a cold voice: "Liu Wuqian, this is your disciple of the Zhenwu Holy Sect. He is so fierce."

"After a disagreement, I will kill my personal disciple."

"Today, you must give me an explanation."

"Otherwise, I want you to never be at peace with the Zhenwu Holy Sect."

Looking at Luo Changsheng with fierce murderous intent, Liu Wuqiong frowned.

Luo Changsheng's personal disciple died, which is not a trivial matter.

In his heart, Liu Wuqin really wanted to beat Han Ming to death.

But on the surface, Liu Wuqin still has to protect Han Ming.

Looking at Luo Changsheng, Liu Wuqiong said, "Why did the disciple of the Holy Lord Luo break into the night light courtyard at night?"

"Isn't it that Lord Luo should give me an explanation?"

"Damn it!"

When Luo Chang heard that Liu Wuqiong wanted to turn the tables, he was so angry that he opened his eyes wide open, saying, "Luo You'er is the future saint of my Huangquan Holy Sect."

"Today your disciple made Luo You'er humiliated in the hall. Sun Mengchan, as Luo You'er's senior sister, appears here and wants justice. Isn't it reasonable?"

Liu Wuqian snorted coldly: "This is just a side word of Lord Luo. Who can prove whether what Lord Luo said is true or false?"

Luo Changsheng's eyes were gathered and murderous intent surged: "So, Master Liu must protect this son?"

Liu Wuqin said: "The disciple of Lord Luo trespassed into the Night Light Courtyard. Han Ming attacked and killed him. How could he cover up?"

Luo Changsheng's murderous intent could no longer be curbed, and his power surged, forcing Liu Wuqiong: "Then there is nothing to say. Since Lord Liu doesn't want to give me an explanation, I will take this son's life in person!"

After saying that, Luo Changsheng was about to attack Liu Wuqiong.

"Don't get angry, two holy masters!!!"

At the right time, Hua Yuan's figure came from afar and blocked directly between the two.

Luo Changsheng's original murderous intent was restrained again.

There was such a big disturbance here, even if the servants didn't need to report it, Hua Yuan already knew about it.

Looking at Sun Mengchan, who seemed to have lost her vitality in the courtyard, Hua Yuan looked tense and knew that this matter was easy to do so.

After hesitating for a moment, Hua Yuan said to the two: "Please listen to your words, two holy lords."

"No matter whether it is right or wrong tonight, it is enough to be the bet between the two Holy Lords."

"This is the first game of the bet..."

Hearing this, Luo Changsheng's face immediately sank. However, before Luo Changsheng could speak, Hua Yuan said again: "But the disciples under the sect of Master Liu are too fierce and do nothing, which is contrary to the purpose of stopping the bet."

"So, although Sun Mengchan died in this game, she was considered the winner of the Huangquan Holy Sect."

"And Han Ming, who is under the sect of Master Liu, can no longer participate in the subsequent betting battle."

"So, what do you think of the two holy ideas?"

Hua Yuan is a mature spirit. He knows very well what Luo Changsheng is really worried about, and he also knows that both of them have what each other wants.

If there is a way that can solve the problem tonight and make the bet continue, it is what both sides want.

After saying that, Hua Yuan first looked at Liu Wuqiong. Liu Wuqiong looked at him and thoughtful, without saying anything or refusing for a while.

Han Ming was able to raise his hand tonight and kill Sun Mengchan with his own strength, which surprised Liu Wuqiong.

But Han Ming was not Liu Wuqian’s bet on, his real reliance was Ao Bei.

If Han Ming's withdrawal can calm Luo Changsheng's anger, this is acceptable to Liu Wuqin.

After all, if this matter is really big, it is not said whether the bet can continue, and if Luo Changsheng expands the matter.

Even Liu Wuqin was difficult to deal with after that.

Seeing that Liu Wuqiong didn't speak, Hua Yuan knew what Liu Wuqiong meant.

Turning back, Hua Yuan looked at Luo Changsheng again and asked, "What does the Holy Lord Luo mean?"

Surprisingly, Luo Changsheng did not refuse for a moment.

Although Sun Mengchan is dead, Hua Yuan helped him solve one of the biggest problems, that is, Han Ming.

It can be said that if the bet continues, Luo Changsheng's victory is equivalent to having already won half of it.

After a while, Luo Changsheng's murderous intent dispersed and said, "I can agree to Mr. Hua's suggestion, but I still have one condition."

Hua Yuan said with confusion: "Saint Lord Luo, please tell me!"

Luo Changsheng said: "Apart from Han Ming, the person on the vine sedan cannot participate in the bet."

When Hua Yuan heard Luo Changsheng's conditions, he breathed a sigh of relief. He thought Luo Changsheng would put forward such harsh conditions.

As long as you are not blind, you can see that the person on the vine sedan chair is a sick person.

Although the pompous treatment is greater than that of Liu Wuqiong, there is nothing surprising about him.

Hua Yuan once suspected that Liu Wuqin had been in the sect for a hundred years, and whether the boy on the vine sedan would be his illegitimate son.

If Hua Yuan thought of such a condition, Liu Wuqin would naturally agree.

"no!"

But who knew that as soon as Luo Changsheng spoke, Liu Wuqian refused sternly.

This attitude made Hua Yuan feel strange.

I couldn't help but look at the boy on the vine sedan chair. Is there anything special about this boy that he hasn't seen?

It actually made Luo Changsheng and Liu Wuqiong pay so much attention.

From Liu Wuqian's attitude, Luo Changsheng has verified what he thought.

With Liu Wuqiong's thoughts, since he dared to use the Emperor's Secret Treasure to bet against himself, he would definitely have his own confidence.

But Liu Wuqian appeared in Feiliu Pavilion with a sick man in strange behavior.

Then this diseased seedling must be strange.

This also made Luo Changsheng more convinced that the sick girl on the vine sedan was Liu Wuqiong's trump card.

The more this happens, the more Luo Changsheng will have to stop him.

Luo Changsheng said: "This is my bottom line. If Lord Liu doesn't want to, then the bet on Hanging Mountain will end here."

Seeing Luo Changsheng's attitude so resolute, Liu Wuqiong was about to speak, but heard a lazy voice coming.

"Promise him!"

Ao Bei on the vine sedan chair woke up slowly at this time.

Although his voice was lazy, he had no sense of weakness, and even his face became much rosy.

It's exactly two people like the previous pathology.

For a whole month, most of the mysterious energy in the deserted mountains of the Divine Valley was taken away by Ao Bei.
Chapter completed!