undead warrior

Chapter 43 I want to raise
The people on the street hadn't recovered from the shock of the collapse of the Zhuangyuan Building, and there was another conflict here, and they watched the show one after another. Some people snickered when they heard Mo Wuwei's words, which made Du Luo's expression very bad.

On the other side of the street, the group of young masters in white are also disheveled now. They wanted to come to look for Mo Wentian angrily, but the young man in white stretched out his hand to block them, so they could only stare.

"White Crane City? Never heard of it! Are you sure you want to bet against me?"

Mo Wentian had never heard of Baihe City, because it was a newly built city in Xihuang, a little far away from Evil Corpse City.

"Of course I want to gamble, let you see the subtlety of the Du family's swordsmanship."

"Where's the money?" Mo Wentian stretched out his hand.

Du Luo replied proudly, "How can we talk about money before the outcome is decided?"

"You don't have money, do you? I don't fight with the poor. If I win and have no money, my efforts will be wasted."

Mo Wentian was also bored at home these few days, and he took gambling as a way to relax, and started teasing.

Du Luo's face twitched. He really didn't have that much money. As the pinnacle of Tongmai and superb swordsmanship, he thought he was sure to win.But the other party said in front of so many people that he had no money, and he would be laughed at if he didn't show it, so he whispered to his companions.

"Help everyone, make up the money first, and return it when you're done."

His companions didn't think he would lose either. Although they heard that Mo Wentian defeated Zhao Guran, who was at the peak of Tongmai, they all thought it was the reason why Zhao Guran was wearing heavy armor, and they immediately donated generously, and immediately pooled a hundred gold.

But don't even think about it, where is Zhao Guran now?There were no bones left long ago, and that iron-blooded armor became Mo Wentian's spoils of war.

One hundred gold coins were put into a big money bag, and many people were drooling, Du Luo shook the money bag and looked at Mo Wentian.

"I heard that you just entered Mo's house, have you never seen so much money in your life? Don't tell me, you have no money."

Against the generals, Ke Mo Wentian shrugged, stretched out his hand and patted Rou'er's shoulder, Rou'er took out a stone from his pocket, threw it up and caught it boringly.

The stone exudes a milky white halo, the size of a pigeon egg, it is not an ordinary stone, but a spiritual energy stone, or a middle-grade spiritual energy stone!Enough to buy the champion building!
People were dumbfounded, many people really drooled, including Du Luo.Realizing that he lost his composure, Du Luo wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

"That's the bet, hurry down."

She was staring at the spirit stone when she was talking, her eyes had nothing else, but Yun'er put it away in the disappointed eyes of the people.

"I'm going to raise!"

Mo Wentian suddenly popped out these words, and people's eyes were drawn to him again.

"Say, what are you betting on!" Du Luo was very angry.

"Gamble your life!"

When these two words came out of Mo Wentian's mouth, there was a complete silence at the scene, no one expected him to be so violent, he would risk his life at every turn.

"Ahem, little ancestor, let's have a sparring...er...you can do whatever you want!"

Mo Wuwei still wanted to stop it, and didn't want to escalate the matter to the point of desperate. In the middle of speaking, a dagger was placed around his neck, and Mo Shidie tilted his head and looked at him indifferently.

Temporarily changing his words, he gently moved the dagger away with his fingers, and waited for Mo Shidie to put down his arm, and quickly wiped his sweat with his sleeve.It seems that whoever gets along with Mo Wentian for a period of time will become crazy!
Du Luo also hesitated, but his companion pushed him away.

"What are you afraid of? He is looking for death by himself, and you don't kill him, let the Mo family redeem his life with money, and make another fortune."

Du Luo's eyes lit up immediately, "It's a bet!"

After finishing speaking, he looked around and cupped his hands, "Everyone here is a notary, I bet my life with Mo Wentian, the sword has no eyes, life and death are up to the heavens, if the family of the loser wants to take revenge, they will be spurned by the world."

He was also very thoughtful, fearing that if he accidentally killed Mo Wentian, the Mo family would take revenge.After speaking, he took a few steps back and pulled out a sword with a cold light from his waist.

"This sword is named Dragon Slaying, a seventh-rank martial art. It was named after the ancestors of the Du family held this sword and beheaded a monster dragon. It was stained with dragon blood. It is invincible."

"The sword is good!"

Mo Wentian finally jumped off the Velociraptor, and took a few steps forward empty-handed to confront Du Luo.

Du Luo pointed the tip of the sword to the sky, held the sword in both hands and cupped his hands, "Please enlighten me!"

After speaking, he made a gesture of raising his hands, waiting for Mo Wentian to take the weapon. When Mo Wentian waved his hand, the Suiyue Knife slowly came out of his palm, and this scene shocked everyone's eyes.

"My God, Huawu Realm!"

"Duluo challenged the Huawu realm, looking for death!"

"It's over, the first cheapest in Baihe City can no longer play cheap!"

The noisy discussion sounded in my ears, Du Luo's jaw almost fell to the ground, and he began to sweat all over his body. He was the one who took the initiative to challenge at first.

Mo Wentian was expressionless, and took a step forward. Du Luo was so frightened that he acted smartly, and immediately put away his jumping sword, and knelt down on the ground without hesitation.

"I admit defeat and beg for redemption!"

"Call..."

There were boos all over the place, Mo Wentian rolled his eyes, this guy was chattering for a long time, he knelt down after failing to make a move, the other party offered to redeem his life, according to the rules, really can't kill him again.

He also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he really didn't want to kill him, the Mo family was already enemies on three sides, it would be very troublesome in many Baihe cities, even if the other party offered to redeem his life, if they really did, they would definitely kill him.

"What did you redeem your life for?"

Du Luo was dumbfounded by this question, he borrowed more than half of a handful of gold coins, and had already lost them, so he gritted his teeth and took off the storage ring and put it on the ground.

"Where are you sending the beggar?" Mo Wentian took another step forward.

"Dangdang!"

The dragon-slaying sword fell to the ground, and he got up to hide his face and fled. This sword was enough to redeem his life. The question was whether his own father would kill him if he lost the ancestral sword.

"Great!"

Yun'er jumped off the Velociraptor directly, packed the money bag, threw the storage ring to Mo Shidie who didn't have it yet, and finally picked up the Dragon Slaying Sword.

"Yun'er, give Wuwei your Xianglong Sword, and you will use it to slay dragons in the future."

Coincidentally, both swords have the character of dragon, but one is second grade and the other is seventh grade, there is a huge difference.But Yun'er stuck the sword into the ground.

"Brother, I hate this sword!"

amount……

This time it was Mo Wentian's turn to sweat, and he quickly persuaded, "The Flying Dragon Sword is only at the second rank, and the Dragon Slashing Sword is at the seventh rank. This time we won the trouble caused by Wuwei. Don't be so stingy."

"It's not stingy!" Yun'er raised her face in a serious manner, "I really hate this sword, it feels like something is whining in the sword, it's making me have a headache."

Mo Wentian blinked, put away the Time Saber, and drew out the Dragon Slaying Sword, didn't he hear the wailing?

"I just hate this sword anyway."

Yun'er broke away Mo Wentian's fingers, took the Dragon Slaying Sword in disgust, and threw it directly to Mo Wuwei.

"Give it to you."

Mo Wuwei caught it casually, and was dumbfounded. Mo Wentian felt a little dizzy when he covered his forehead. This is a seventh-rank martial arts, and no one recognizes its master. When it reaches the chemical martial arts state, it can directly become its own natal martial arts, eliminating the need for forging Troubles like this were extremely rare thousands of years ago.

Now all the wealth of the family is added up, excluding the time knife and iron blood armor, it is not as valuable as this sword.Yun'er is usually very stingy, why is she so bold today!Even if I don't like it, I can give it to Mo Shidie, why did I give it to Mo Wuwei!

"Brother...I really hate that sword!"

Yun'er shook Mo Wentian and acted like a baby, but Mo Wentian was helpless, looked at Mo Wuwei and said, "Forget it, Yuner will send you off if she says she will send you off, and it will be yours from now on."

Mo Wuwei immediately fell into ecstasy, first he kissed the dragon-slaying sword in his hand, then suddenly knelt down on one knee facing Mo Wentian, the sword edge cut his palm, blood flowed horizontally, he wiped the blood on his face and shouted loudly.

"I, Mo Wuwei, swear a blood oath to my ancestors here, to be loyal to Mo Wentian for life, and to die!"

Mo Wentian opened his mouth in surprise, he didn't expect Mo Wuwei to choose to be loyal to him, and even swore a blood oath.

The oath has been made, if he does not accept it, Mo Wuwei will have no face to face others, self-imposed suicide on the spot is the best way out.Mo Wentian's face became serious, he stepped forward and put his hand on top of his head.

"I accept your allegiance!"

"Thank you, Lord!"

Mo Wuwei stood up in ecstasy, the excitement in his heart was beyond words.When he saw that Mo Wentian was already at Huawu Realm, a voice in his heart kept urging him that this person was worthy of his lifelong allegiance.

He knew that a few days ago, Mo Wentian was still at the sixth level of Tongmai, and after going to the battlefield, he turned into a martial arts realm. This can no longer be described as horror, but as evil.If you don't take this opportunity to be loyal, you will still have a chance in the future, and you are the first subordinate.When Mo Wentian gave him the Dragon Slaying Sword without hesitation, his confidence became even stronger.

"Follow me and I won't treat you badly."

"My subordinate understands!"

Mo Wuwei immediately entered the role, making it difficult for Mo Wentian to say anything. At this moment, applause came from across the street.

"Clap clap clap..."

He turned his head to look, and a young man in white came over accompanied by four people, who didn't recognize him, looked at Mo Wuwei, and he also looked blank.

"First relying on the strong to bully the weak, and then gaining both people and wealth. Your Excellency is really a good means, so despicable!"

The young man in white used a flattering tone but said hurtful words, which made Mo Wentian's forehead twitch.The people on the street thought that no one was making a fuss and were leaving, but they didn't expect that there would be another scene, so they immediately gathered around again.

"Who are you? Are you full?"

Mo Wentian almost squeezed these words out between his teeth, and it would make anyone feel uncomfortable to be picked on.

"Shh!"

The young man in white opened the folding fan gracefully, swayed it twice, and said with a confident smile, "What a joke, you demolished the Zhuangyuan Building of my house, but you don't know me. Let's talk about compensation now."

The eldest son of Zhenshan Gate Guard General?

Probably not, I heard that guy is over 30.

Second son?
Probably not, I heard from Mo Shibao that that guy was killed by the devil long ago.But isn't the guard at Zhenshan Gate just two sons?

Maybe it's the eldest son's son, but does he have such a big son?

Seeing the suspicion on Mo Wentian's face, the young man in white put on a hard face, untied a token from his waist and held it up high, on it was written the word 'Zhenshan Pass', carved with blood jade, extremely rare, it should be true.

"I don't have any money, so I gave away the Dragon Slaying Sword."

Mo Wentian opened his eyes and said nonsense, at least he still had a hundred gold coins, and he also showed off the spirit stone.

"You are not only despicable, but also shameless. I don't want money." The young man in white took back the token with a sneer on his face, and swung the folding fan twice. The pictures of ladies on the fan were lifelike, and it was worth a lot of money by a famous calligrapher and painter.

"No money, I have nothing else!"

Mo Wentian has already seen that the four people behind this son are very powerful, and he is definitely no match for him now.

"Don't you like to stand strong and face the weak? I like to fight against injustice, and punish you, a domineering person. If you can take a blow from any of my subordinates, I will spare you."

"You are really full!"

He didn't find any good excuses for finding fault, and instead of talking about the demolition of the building, he just said that he was bullying and domineering, which made Mo Wentian sigh.

(End of this chapter)