Xiang Fanchen: "..."

People were under the low eaves and had to bow their heads.

As a dog-legged person, "Biping" has no right to speak, so he can only silently take the blame and bend his back.

Look at this pot, it is black and round.

"Biping" was speechless, looking like you would say whatever you want, but Jing Tian stopped doing it:

"You are playing a rogue, and you have to pay for the gambling game."

Jing Tian roared angrily. If he hadn't been able to beat him, he would have drawn his sword and cut off the evil sword immortal.

Although Erwuzi is abominable, the evil sword immortal is the culprit.

"No, no, no, this is not cheating, rational use of rules is also part of gambling. On the time of the Demon Locking Tower, you won me with your extraordinary courage and fearless courage, with nothing. This is the use of rules."

The "psychologist" Evil Sword Immortal refused to admit it and then changed the subject.

"Besides, from beginning to end, when did I say that Biping would participate in the bet for me?!"

It makes sense to say it well, but Sedum still has to refute it.

"You are rude!"

"You are making trouble!"

"Bi Ping": "..."

Hello, if you continue to argue, you will change into a romantic drama.

"Why would you compare again? How about the game with the master of the Evil Sword Immortal in person this time?"

"Biping" said the weak proposal, and it was a step forward.

This line is so shameful.

"Okay, but to prevent you from cheating again, the rules are up to me this time."

The situation is stronger than that of a human, Jing Tian chose to bow his head and still has hope in his heart.

The Evil Sword Immortal glanced at Biping, who had a very low presence, and then looked at Jing Tian, ​​with a smile on his lips:

"Okay, I'll give you this opportunity."

The evil sword immortal waved his sleeves, and the space rotated again, and the three of them appeared on Shushan Square.

"This time, I'll use him to bet with you."

On the square, a light flashed on the Panlong Pillar, and a figure appeared, which was the Demon Respect Tower tied to the pillar by chains.

Chonglou looked miserable and covered in scars. Even the demon horn on his head was pulled away.

"Honglou!"

Jing Tian was shocked, pulled out the demon-suppressing sword, flew to the dragon pillar, and wanted to cut off the chains on Chonglou's body and save Chonglou.

"when!"

"Dangdang!"

"Dangdangdang!"

Fires are everywhere, and the Demon-Suppressing Sword is a magic weapon, invincible, but it also cuts the chains cast by the evil sword immortals.

"Jingtian stopped, the evil sword immortal transcended the six realms. In the six realms, no one was his opponent. Your means could not cut the demon-locking chain."

Although Chonglou was injured, his voice was still thick and full of energy.

"Even you are not his opponent, do we still have hope?"

Jing Tian was depressed. Before, the Demon Respect Tower was their last hope, but now the Chonglou has fallen and its only hope has been broken.

"Hmph, although I don't want to admit it, I really can't beat him. But he is not the only one who beats me. If that guy and you Fei Peng, I believe he can definitely beat him Evil Sword Immortal."

Chonglou mentioned Xiang Fanchen and Fei Peng.

"It's useless. We can't contact our thighs, and even Ling'er and the others can't contact us. And I, without Fei Peng's divine power, I'm just a waste."

After the evil sword immortal snatched Shushan, they thought of Chonglou and Xiang Fanchen, after all, the other party was an existence that had once been better than Chonglou.

Xiang Fanchen is extremely mysterious and powerful, and there may be a way to deal with the evil sword immortal.

However, Zixuan went to Leizhou and was told that Xiang Fanchen had been away for a long time. Even Zhao Ling'er didn't know where the other party had gone and when he would come back, so she couldn't contact him at all.

The Evil Sword Immortal did not stop the exchange between the two. He originally wanted to pay attention to Lou and blame Jing Tian, ​​but he didn't see it, so he was so disappointed.

When Chonglou and Jingtian mentioned Xiang Fanchen, the Evil Sword Immortal frowned, and the name reminded him of some unpleasant experiences.

At that time, I was still a weak evil spirit, hiding in the corner, trembling, weak, helpless and pitiful, while the other party fell from the sky with an incomparable aura, dominating the entire demon lock tower. The other party saw through himself with a look. The feeling of wandering between life and death was too uncomfortable, and his life and death were controlled by the other party's thoughts.

After he achieved his magic skills, he also looked for the other party, trying to find the place, but he did not find the other party's existence in the entire six realms.

I am not as good as the other party? The Evil Sword Immortal has never considered it. In his opinion, the other party may have a special skill to hide his breath.

Oh, it would be great if it could lead to the other party.

"Since you can't find that guy, you have to rely on yourself. Jingtian, I believe you can do it."

"I, Chonglou, lost to that ugly person, is really angry. You must defeat him."

The real reputation of Chonglou’s face control.

Chonglou said that he could lose, but he could not lose to the ugly guy. He lost to Feipeng and Xiang Fanchen and accepted it himself. After all, both of them were handsome and no worse than him, but if he lost to the ugly thing Evil Sword Immortal, he would be unwilling to be reluctant to love and could not bear it.

On the side, when I heard the conversation between the two, "Biping" quietly raised his chest. Chonglou was still aware of the goods. Of course, he was more handsome than the Evil Sword Immortal. He was just like Jingtian. No, he was more handsome than Jingtian.

"You are optimistic about my gambling funds, so what gambling funds do you have to pay?"

The Evil Sword Fairy interrupted the two of them and continued chatting, then looked at their nails and wanted to take out their nostrils, but it seemed a bit too long.

"Just use the bet you just now." Jing Tiandao.

Maomao: "Please be a person!"

"Ha, no!"

"This kind of bet may be important to you, but it is far from enough. You will only give your all if there is no way out."

When playing with a cat and a mouse, you naturally have to use the person or thing that the other person cares most to be interesting enough to enjoy it.

"What do you want?"

Jingtian had a bad premonition, and several faces flashed through his mind.

“Just use…”

The voice of the Evil Sword Immortal is so long that he can see Jing Tian’s anxiety.

"Qing'er, your best brother's daughter, her life and death are in your hands."

The evil sword immortal made a decision directly.

"No, I don't agree."

He could not use this as a bet. Bai Tofu is gone, Qing'er is his only daughter.

Before the Evil Sword Immortal said Qing'er, he had thought of several figures, but the only one he had never thought of Qing'er.

"Betting with me is not about what you give, but what I want."

"Let's go, it's time for you to formulate the rules for this gambling. Let me see what you want to bet."

Ignoring Jingtian's opposition, the figure of the Evil Sword Immortal disappeared, and the man had returned to the skeleton throne of Wuji Hall.

He looked at Jing Tian, ​​"Biping" quickly followed and entered Wuji Hall. Jing Tian had no choice but to follow him.

"Jingtian, believe in yourself and defeat that ugly monster."
Chapter completed!