Supreme enchanting soldier king

Chapter 364 Use Your Life to Pretend

When the scary old man from the Huo family said the word "sign", not many people were surprised or surprised.

If in normal times, two people are fighting against each other, but betting on the life and death of a terrifying big man in the foundation building period, that would be a very incredible thing. However, on this special occasion today, and in a gambling battle where there is basically no suspense , but quite reasonable.

Almost many people subconsciously think that this is a waste planet. When they finally die, they want to die with dignity, and use a bad life to bet on the life of a genius.

However, bad life is bad life after all, there is no suspense in this battle, maybe it will be over in the blink of an eye.

The fat man wanted to pull Ye Luo again, but was stopped by Ji Yanjue, because Ji Yanjue felt a familiar aura from Ye Luo's sudden burst of momentum.

Afterwards, Ji Yanjue's face changed suddenly, and she took a few steps forward. Without warning, she suddenly broke out and grabbed the clothes on Ye Luo's chest, and immediately glanced into Ye Luo's neckline.

She was surprised to see the imprints of the two small bronze coffins faintly sinking and floating on Ye Luo's heart.

Ji Yanjue's strength was already very strong, and she even vaguely seemed to be able to compete with the old man of the Huo family. Her attack was so sudden and without warning that even Ye Luo didn't have time to react.

And Ji Yanjue saw the imprints of the two ancient bronze coffins on Ye Luo's chest, and recalled last night when life and death were lingering. In her vague memory, the only symbol on that strong, hot, violent body broke out again.

The ink hair was flying, the beauty was overwhelming, Ji Yanjue's face was inexplicably reddened, and the sudden anger rose to the sky, the murderous intent in the eyes swept across the entire hall, making all the slightly weaker monks feel a sense of terror. pressure.

Ye Luo's eyes narrowed fiercely, and she couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring, thinking to herself, it's broken!

At the critical moment, what is this enchanting woman going to do?
Could it be that she saw some flaws and recognized that she was the person from last night?
However, just when Ye Luo's heart was trembling, all the aura on Ji Yanjue's body suddenly dissipated like a thundercloud with terrifying aura meeting the bright sun.

Afterwards, Ji Yanjue turned around and left.

Everyone was shocked, what is this doing?
Are you angry?
It feels a bit different, it seems a bit weird.

Fatty, Ada, Sophomore and Mo Shanshan were also confused and didn't understand what was going on.

"Let him gamble with life and death, and don't let anyone stop him!" Ji Yanjue's voice was icy cold, as if a volcano was brewing in her body.

Mo Shanshan frowned, and used a secret technique to transmit sound. In his indifferent voice, there was a hint of imperceptible anxiety, and said: "How can you let him go to a life-and-death gamble? It is impossible for him to agree to Huo Qianyu, he will definitely dead."

"Then let him die!" Ji Yanjue's voice became more and more cold, and there was inexplicable hatred in the cold words.

Mo Shanshan couldn't help being taken aback.

The fat man also came over and wanted to ask what was going on, but Ji Yanjue, who was burning with anger, slapped his body with a palm. The whole person barely reacted, and he was slapped directly, like a ball being slapped flying Usually, four or five high-end huanghuali wood tables and benches were smashed in a row before they stopped, and they didn't get up for a long time.

Ah Da, Ah Er, Mo Shanshan, and everyone in the field were all stunned, and didn't understand what was going on.

"Ah Da, Ah Er, prepare a pen and paper for him, and let him sign a life-and-death bet!" Ji Yanjue's voice had lost even a trace of emotion.

Mo Shanshan wanted to stop him, but Ji Yanjue sent her another sentence at this moment. After hearing this sentence, Mo Shanshan stopped his movements suddenly, turned his head, and suddenly looked at Ye Luo.

The others are all confused.

After a while.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

A bet agreement was concluded, and when the three of them were about to sign it, an abrupt voice came from the door.

"Leave, let me, thank you, let me, let me be paralyzed, let me let you!" A strange voice that was timid and polite at first, and then cursed angrily, but very without confidence, came from among the monks.

The crowd made way, and everyone couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound. After that, a strange scene appeared in front of them.

An ordinary man with a bruised nose and a swollen face, without aura fluctuations, came from outside the crowd with a handsome horse.

The man seemed to be very unconfident, a little nervous, and stuttered, but his words were very domineering, like a trembling person, chanting domineering lines, and the horse behind him seemed to be his pet, But the horse was arrogant, looking forward to the brilliance, with its head raised high, as if it looked down on all living beings, and its hooves were not in a hurry, as if it was measuring rivers and mountains.

The crowd was astonished.

This……

People are so timid and trembling, but they are so arrogant and contemptuous of all beings while raising a pet. This is raising a pet, why does it feel like raising a father?
Seeing this scene, Ye Luo was taken aback for a moment, and then the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely. At the critical moment, the donkey also came?

The man with a bruised nose and a swollen face walking in front of the donkey was obviously Ding Yuan. It seemed that Ding Yuan, who was beaten to death yesterday, was successfully adopted by the donkey as a pet. What he said was all because the donkey used it to avoid revealing his identity. The secret technique of sound transmission, let Ding Yuan speak for it.

"Since it's such a big life-and-death betting battle, it's not appropriate to use ordinary paper to make a bet. My emperor... has a heart-vote betting scroll from the pre-Qin period, and I will give it to you. You can write the bet on it. A drop of blood is the proof." The rich second generation Ding Yuan's body trembled slightly, but he spoke clearly every single word.

Heart oath betting scroll?

Many people couldn't help being a little puzzled, but soon, an older and highly cultivated onlooker monk suddenly thought of something and said, "I remembered, the vow scrolls were very popular before the pre-Qin period. This kind of scroll was invented and created by a superpower who was addicted to gambling in ancient times in order to make the game fairer.

Later, after several improvements, ordinary talisman masters can make it, and the cost is cheap, and ordinary monks can use it, and it will soon become popular all over the world.

However, although it is cheap, there is a life-and-death contract law comprehended by the sworn bet scroll. Once the two parties sign the bet on the scroll, the bet must be realized, otherwise , will be corrupted by the demons of the soul and die! "

When the monk said this, many people suddenly realized that they remembered this thing, which is recorded in the collections of the major families.

However, when everyone looked at Ding Yuan again, their eyes were even more strange. At this time, taking out this thing, why does it feel like a provocative person?For such an unsuspecting bet, is there still a need for this kind of sworn bet scroll?

Is there any hope for the waste star to survive?

"Wow...cough." Ding Yuan opened his mouth, imitating a dog barking, stopped abruptly, and then coughed.

Then Ding Yuan said: "Well, that kid from the Huo family, I will provide you with the scrolls for free, but I also have a small request, that is, in case you lose, everyone except you and the old man Fate, how about adding a small condition to your Huo family, and paying some spirit stones? Cough, it’s too much, just 1 yuan.”

(End of this chapter)