"Hahaha"

“Hahahahahaha”

Yang Jian's laughter resounded throughout Longtail Bone Mountain.

The Bone Messenger was awakened by his inexplicable laughter and looked at him in confusion.

Yang Jian said: "Miss, you really underestimate me too much. But... I want to bet with you today to see if your affection for the monkey can feel the world, and whether you can move my cold and ruthless heart."

"ah?!"

The Bone Messenger was obviously stunned.

"Little girl, come up with your bet." Yang Jian said resolutely.

"Gambling, betting...you... actually agreed?"

The Bone Messenger opened his eyes slightly and looked at Yang Jian with some disbelief.

"You guessed it right. I, Yang Jian, have a higher heart than the sky. So, although I have guessed your thoughts, I still want to see... what tricks can you, a little fairy, play!" Yang Jian looked at the eyes of the bone messenger and paused word by word.

He said seriously: "I want to see what exactly is the trick that gives you so confidence to defeat me by betting and escape from me with this world-shaking demon monkey."

"Since this?"

The Bone Messenger asked silently with his fists.

"Yang Jian has a lifetime of saying one thing."

Yang Jian turned his head, as if he was looking at the scenery in the sky, "Same thing, I don't want to repeat the third time today."

"good!"

The Bone Messenger nodded in agreement instantly.

Suddenly she looked up again and said seriously: "I hope that after I defeat you, you can keep your promise and let the monkey go."

"Okay." Yang Jian nodded lightly.

The promise was a little louder, a little impatient.

The Bone Messenger immediately did not dare to say anything again.

At this time, she naturally could not see the complicated expression in Yang Jian's eyes. It was a hint of relief and a hint of relief.

It seems... there are countless knots in the heart of this God of War, the best in the Three Realms.

The reason why I promised the Bone Messenger was not that I was arrogant and arrogant.

Instead, he found a reason for himself.

"Let the monkey leave?"

Yang Jian repeatedly savored this sentence, thinking slightly, "It's interesting, it's really interesting."

then.

Yang Jian turned around and faced the Bone Messenger.

"Little girl, tell me your gambling method, this is your only chance."

"I want to bet with you--fight." said the Bone Messenger.

"Gambling?"

Yang Jian frowned.

Looking at the Bone Messenger, a look of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

"You have been planning for so long and have you come up with such a plan? If so..."

"I haven't finished speaking yet."

The messenger of the bone interrupted and said, "I want to have a gamble with you."

"A palm?"

"I know that the difference between you and yours is equal to the height of the thirty-third level. So, I hope you will stand still and let me slap you. After one palm..."

"After a palm, if I retreat halfway..." Yang Jian showed a look of interest, and there was an unexpected feeling in his expression of expectation.

It seems...and some are boring.

"No."

The Bone Messenger shook his head unexpectedly again.

He said word by word: "I mean, after a palm, you will definitely die."

"After a palm, I... will definitely die?"

Yang Jian was obviously stunned for a moment.

Afterward.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha~~" The uncontrollable laughter rushed into the sky and resounded throughout the world.

The first god of war in the Three Realms could no longer help laughing, laughing so hard that his body was shaking.

Smiling extremely disappointed.

suddenly.

The laughter suddenly subsided.

Yang Jian looked at the Bone Messenger coldly, "If this is the case, there is no need to bet..."

"I haven't finished speaking yet."

The Bone Messenger interrupted him again.

"But please give me three days. Within three days, I will not leave your sight, but you must not interfere no matter what I do."

"Three days later, you die, I live. Or I die, you live."

At this moment, the face of the messenger of the bone was a look of betting on everything, very serious.

"Um?"

Yang Jian was stunned again.

Finally, I seriously thought about the requirements of the Bone Messenger.

Could it be... she really has any unknown means to threaten herself?

Who gave her the confidence?

Is Sun Wukong?

"If you regret it, you will kill me directly now~~~ It's still time?" The Bone Messenger looked at Yang Jian without a moment, and a trace of tension flashed in his eyes.

"You are urging me." Yang Jian frowned slightly.

"This time, I am really urging you." The Bone Messenger nodded and admitted directly and generously.

“Okay, very good.”

Yang Jian nodded solemnly, looking at her as if he had known him for the first time.

"I like your character very much."

"So... it's as you wish. From now on, some family will stand in this Dragon Tail Bone Mountain for thousands of miles, letting you come and go."

"One word is determined." said the White Bone Messenger.

"A word is determined!" Yang Jian nodded solemnly.

"Thank you!"

The Bone Messenger closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were clear.

There was no other look except firmness.

The wind is howling.

Day 1.

The White Bone Messenger was alone, beating the strange pressure of the Thousand Mile Dragon Skeleton, and walked along the dragon ridge to the center of the Thousand Mile Dragon Skeleton.

Sitting cross-legged on a slightly raised mountain.

Yang Jian did not break his promise.

She let her move at will, her eyes retracted from time to time, and fell on Sun Fan who was lying on the ground.

By chance, there was a look of ignorance or sigh.

The second day.

A faint bone-colored light began to emanate from the bone messenger.

Gradually.

The light fell on the dragon skeleton below and gradually penetrated it.
To be continued...