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Now, even Nan Lian, who had always been calm, couldn't help it. She held the wine glass with her slender hands and said, "Prophet, I wish you a brilliant future at the Youth Conference and a first place."

The prophet Saladin was already in a daze. He fucked half a bottle without hesitation, and said with his beard, "It's still a bit difficult to win the first place. Some people are very strong, such as the Satan Apostle Harrison and the Desert Emperor Garnes. They are all very strong, and I don't have much chance of winning against them."

Nan Lian was sweating in a cold sweat, thinking to herself that you are too proud of yourself. What does it mean that you have little chance of winning? If you face those two people, you have no chance of winning at all, okay?

This Youth Conference was really strong because it relaxed its age to fifty years old.

After all, when talent and opportunities are similar, age will always have a great advantage.

According to preliminary judgment, Satan's Apostle and the Desert Emperor are the favorites to win this time.

Not to mention those two, anyone who comes to the S-level half-step, can beat the prophet Saladin to death. In fact, there are rumors that the reason why Saladin can enter the top ten in the qualifiers is because he used money to open the way.

With generous rewards, many people deliberately lost to him.

Of course, the descendants of King Solomon are still very strong, after all, they are still an A-level figure. But if it weren't for spending money to open the way, it would be almost impossible for him to enter the top ten.

However, Nan Lian would not be unable to get along with the money, and smiled slightly and said, "Maybe they will be defeated by both sides?"

"That's right, a good idea, a good idea." Saladin was so drunk that he tilted his thighs and said, "I like your idea, I'll give you a reward!"

A word of appreciation comes out.

Saladin directly sent a large bottle of "ice marrow".

Wang Yan almost stopped breathing because the amount of ice marrow in this bottle was extremely exaggerated. I am afraid that Wang Yan would get more than twice the fire marrow, at least thirty grams.

Obviously, he really admires Nan Lian’s ideas very much.

Rich is as good as a country!

This tycoon is really rich and can match a country.

He is worthy of being a super rich man who inherited King Solomon's legacy. I'm afraid even the treasure house of the National Bureau is not as strong as him.

However, in Wang Yan's opinion, that idea was simply a child. Even if the Apostle Satan and the Desert Emperor were both defeated, wouldn't there be other top experts?

For example, the high priest Belika of the Mayan tribe, the great prophecy is unpredictable and extremely difficult to deal with. In other words, the Shiva goddess of the Brahman religion in India, Indira Brahmin, can use divine power when her third eye is opened, and her strength is very strong.

There are also the ascetic masters of our country, the "Six No Precepts", and the holy knight of the Holy See of Light, Yurisse, are not ordinary people.

Not to mention them, even the weak female superstar in the half-step S-level can easily abuse you several.

Of course, if you can make a big profit by just saying beautiful words, Wang Yan is willing to flatter him. Anyway, beautiful words don’t have to spend money.

"Hehe! I like your thoughts too." Wu Ya'ange also chuckled, "God-rich Prophet, if I meet you in the final, I will definitely not beat you."

"Okay, this prophet appreciates your thoughts, then it's a matter of determination." Saladin's eyes lit up and immediately wrote a check, "Just for your words! If you really encounter them, I will definitely not lose you after you accept your good words."

Wu Ya'an Ge glanced at the check, then covered his mouth and put it away happily, and even said it was certain. In fact, she knew very well that there was hope for entering the finals with her strength, but it was too difficult to achieve the front row.

Instead of doing this, it is better to make a little money from Saladin. With Saladin's rich temper, he will definitely give much more prizes than prizes.

Wang Yan fainted, Sister An Ge was really thoughtful.

"Nanlian, you probably can't beat the tyrant prophet, right?" Wu Ya'ange squeezed his eyes at Nanlian and signaled, "It's better to save more dowry for yourself. You know, we are all from poor families, but we can't compare to the princesses of some people who are top powers." As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at Wang Yan pretty and muttered in a low voice, "Romanced Ghost."

Wang Yan was so angry that some people were obviously referring to the two saints, right? But this romantic ghost really wronged him, Wang Yan. He never thought about what to do with the two saints.

Nan Lian thought about it and it seemed to make sense. With her strength, it was not a big problem to enter the top 32. But if you want to enter the top 16, it depends purely on luck. The chance of being able to draw the rich is only one in 16. As long as Xu Genuo meets the transfer, you can get a lot of money...

There are not many such a good deal that can travel around the world.

What's more, people are short-speaking and slut-handed.

"Okay, I promised the prophet." Nan Lian also wanted to make more money, so she nodded and agreed.

Saladin said happily: "Okay, Queen of Ice, I appreciate your ideas, take some money to use." As he said that, he wrote a check of astronomical numbers again and handed it to Nan Lian respectfully.

Wang Yan glanced at the check, and the series of zeros on it really blinded his eyes. And the tycoon took action, how could it be RMB? It was at least US dollars.

He was a little dizzy. Saladin deserves to be known as the "prophet". While he came to make friends, he also came to "eliminate" potential opponents?

Actually, although he has drunk too much, he is actually very clear about it. Among the non-half-step S-level powerhouses, the Ice Queen and the Dark Night Witch are both top strong men with the top ten strengths.

Now that they each got another treasure, their combat effectiveness has soared to a higher level.

Saladin felt that he was no match for them at all, and his usual philosophy was that it would be okay if he couldn't beat it, just use money to open the way.

Nan Lian looked at the check and was a little stunning. The rich man was the rich man. This move... And if the rich man really got the lottery and let him go a little in the game, he would probably get more.

Don't think that money is useless.

In fact, there are many auctions that use money as bargaining chips. Many rare materials can also be purchased with money.

After dealing with the two queens, Saladin's mustache was obviously much more raised. Obviously, his path to advance was clearer and clearer. Then, he began to drink Wang Yan desperately: "Come on, I admire you, Son of Fire, I will do it first."

"Okay, I'll drink it." Wang Yan never refused his wine and deliberately pretended to ignore his subtext.

In fact, Wang Yan knew very well that Saladin hoped that he would promise to let go. However, although Wang Yan was moved, it was impossible for him to agree to this condition. According to the current situation, Sister Nan Lian and Sister An Ge wanted to advance to the top 16, so they had to be lucky enough to draw half a step into the S level.

Wang Yan was thrown into the pile of seed players. According to common sense, seed players and seed players will not meet in the rematch. In fact, Wang Yan is very confident that even if he meets other seed players, it is still unknown who will win.

Maybe you have good luck and can enter the top four.

According to the generous rewards of this Youth Conference, the top eight will definitely be a perfect holy weapon, not to mention the top four. If you are really a champion, you may be rewarded with a second artifact or material of the same level...

Under such circumstances, Wang Yan naturally could not let go.

But after all, he is a tycoon. Out of the most basic respect for the rich, Wang Yan did not directly refuse him. He thought that if he met him, he would pretend to beat him for a while and give him some face.

Saladin is also a generous and wonderful person. Seeing that Wang Yan was not in response to this, he started talking about Fengyue and ignoring the game.

"Cheer!" The little ferret waved at Saladin and flattered her, her eyes were cute and beautiful.

"reward!"

Saladin drunkenly gave two ice-type A-level crystal nuclei.

The hairy crab waved its pliers and began to dance the crab dance around Saladin. The more it was, the more it was. It was obvious that Wang Yan was sweating. What kind of pet he raised? For the sake of the treasure, he didn't even want shame and dignity.

"This crab dance is good, enjoy it!" Saladin threw out two water-type crystal cores.

The hairy crab almost knelt down in emotion, and after taking the water crystal core, it crunched down. In fact, as a monster, especially a hairy crab monster, it was under a lot of pressure.

Look at the boat full of banshees, which one is not more powerful than it? Then look at their own eyes, and they all want to knock on their bones and suck marrow and squeeze them all out.

As a hairy crab, it must strive to improve its combat effectiveness, become bigger and stronger, and grow cloth all over the world!

At this time, Zhang Weidao and Wu Bujie couldn't hold it anymore, and they came over and flattered them. Indeed, even the little ferrets and hairy crabs were rewarded. What reason do they have to be reserved?

What's more, after spending time with Wang Yan for a long time, I have forgotten what shame means.

Saladin is worthy of being a tycoon. As long as he comes to flatter, he will be rewarded without rejecting anyone.

Burning bear, Yuan Rourou, and various heroes from the National Bureau of Fiat, such as Shentu Tianlu, all surrounded him and asked for rewards. Even Xiaoyan Zun Zhang Huang didn't know which corner he ran out of.

Reward! Reward! Reward! Reward!

Saladin's bold word "加" sounded one after another, and it rang throughout the cabin. His storage bracelet seemed like a bottomless pit, hiding countless treasures.

Suddenly, the scene became quiet.

Wang Yan turned around and saw that the two saints and two master wives stood quietly behind everyone, looking at the scene with cold expressions.

Wang Yan suddenly stood up and was about to say hello.

Saladin was drunk and swayed over with a flushed face, and laughed, "Oh, aren't these two saints? This prophet admires you very much, appreciate it!"

As he said that, a light material and a dark material fell into their hands.

The two saints looked at each other. Did this guy take the wrong medicine?

It's not over yet. Saladin touched his beard and looked straight at Prince Rose and the Divine Envoy. He let out a series of wicked laughter, "The two sisters are still charming. OK, very good. This prophet appreciates you, appreciate it!"

Wang Yan felt cold and hurriedly shrank to his seat.

This is a death sentence, God-Rich Prophet, God-Rich Prophet, no one can save you in heaven and earth.

…(To be continued.)
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