Phoenix Destiny Chapter 266: Bet on appointments

There is a square in the center of Fuyi City. On the square, there are wooden signs standing upright. This wooden sign is the place where the notices are posted, and it is also the place where the rankings are.

The restaurant next to the square is full of people.

"Today's Ranking Tournament is pretty good, there are so many applications!"

"Yes! There are many masters, look, Di Jun of Fulong Gang, Fu Lin of Jinfenglou...These are all rare masters!"

"That

On the table facing the street, there were two people sitting, a big red-faced man and a narrow-eyed Taoist.

Listening to the discussions of the drinkers, the red-faced man said: "Brother He, it's time for you to show off again!"

The narrow-eyed Taoist smiled: "Where is it! I have this ability, how can I dare to show it in front of a real master."

"In front of me, what are you doing so politely? I won Xiang Lao Dao's Feijian last year, I am so envious..."

The fine-eyed Taoist is even more proud.

He is actually an average cultivation level, and his strength is also very ordinary, but he has a vicious vision!

In the ranking competitions every year, he will come over, look for objects carefully, and then take a bet and win a big one.

He doesn't need to go out hunting animals or hard work, just rely on this to live a moisturizing life.

"Hey, isn't that an old disciple of Xiang?" The red-faced man suddenly said.

A careful-eyed Taoist looked at it, and sure enough, the person who came in was a pair of disciples of Xiang Lao Tao.

"Brother He, look at the sword that kid is holding!"

Don't need to remind the big red-faced man, how can you not find the sight of the narrow-eyed Taoist?

The scabbard of the sword is a very ordinary dark silver, but the aura that comes out of it... is so fascinating!

This kid has made a fortune? Didn't Xiang Lao Dao be dead, and his two apprentices had a very desolate life?

The fine-eyed Taoist drank the wine in one sip, wiped his mouth, and walked to the two people.

Xiang Zichen was patted lightly on his body, turned his head abruptly, and saw the narrow-eyed Taoist, his eyes flashed with anger: "Who Taoist, what do you want to do?"

He Daoren rubbed his hands and smiled and said: "Nephew Xiang, we are old acquaintances. The old Dao is just saying hello to you. What's wrong?"

"Come on!" Xiang Zichen flew his hand, "My master's hatred, I haven't counted it with you yet!"

He Taoist laughed: "Nephew Xiang is joking again, how can we have any grudges! Brother Xiang has passed away, and I am very sad!"

"Go! If you didn't encourage my master to gamble, why would my master lose Feijian? Because of this, he would not be sick..."

Seeing Xiang Zichen weeping, He Daoren hurriedly said: "Ah, nephew Xiang, if you want to bet, you will lose your bet. Brother Xiang and I said it well, in black and white, I didn't cover him! "

"But my master..."

"Oh!" He Daoren sighed, his face was sad, "The death of Brother Xiang, I am also very sad! I knew it, I would return the Flying Sword to him that day!"

Xiang Zichen's eyes lit up: "Are you willing to return the flying sword?"

He Daoren looked at his face and said: "Well... gambling has the rules of gambling, and there is no reason to return anything you win at will."

Xiang Zichen is angry again: "Are you fooling me?!"

"No, no, no," He Daoren waved his hands again and again, "Old Dao just said that there are rules for each line, and the thief will not go empty! If you pay it at will, I will be lucky in the future..."

"Then what do you mean?"

He Daoren smiled and said: "Let’s do this, let’s gamble again, and if we win, you will take the sword back, Nephew Xiang, so that you can comfort Brother Xiang in the spirit of the sky, right?"

"I don't want to gamble with you!" Xiang Zichen reacted very much, "Master said before he died, I am not allowed to gamble!"

He Daoren said: "Nephew Xiang, we are not called gambling, just a formality! So, Nephew Xiang, you will participate in the ranking competition this time, right?"

Xiang Zichen let out a "hmm".

Who Daoren touched his beard, his eyes rolled: "Then I will bet with you. In the entire ranking match, if you win one game, the sword will be returned to you, how about it?"

"A scene?"

"Yes! One!" He Daoren pulled him, "If Shinephew doesn't believe it, we will go to make a gambling agreement now. However, it is the same rule, Shinephew must also bet with the same value... …"

……

After a while, He Daoren came back, blowing the black and white gambling agreement, and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

The red-faced man leaned over: "Brother He, do you really want to return the sword to him?"

He Daoren "zipped" and took a sip of wine beautifully: "How is it possible! Not only did I not return it to him, but also told him to lose the sword in his hand!"

"This...Although the kid has a relatively low cultivation base, it is still possible to win a game, right?"

He Dao Ren laughed and put the bet in front of the red-faced man: "Look!"

The red-faced guy glanced at it and saw that it said: All the ranking matches will win one game...

He thought about it, and was surprised: "This means..."

"All ranked matches win one game, and all ranked matches win one game. Does that mean, isn't it the same?"

……

"Fool!" Ling Wuxia picked up the gambling agreement, looked at the words written on it, and glanced at Xiang Zichen obliquely: "That's how your master lost?"

"No," Xiang Zichen waved his hand quickly, for fear that his master would become a member of the "idiot" because of his involvement. "The master was inspired by him."

"A liar, of course, it depends on the dish." Zhou Ruying said. She has been hanging around for a long time, what hasn't happened?

All ranking matches win one game, that is to say, Xiang Zichen can win this bet if he wins one game. And all the ranking matches win one game, that is, no matter which school he draws, he must win one game.

If Xiang Zichen is so strong, will Qingxuguan still decline to this?

"Senior," Xiang Zichen asked in a low voice, "Is this too embarrassing for you?"

"What's the difficulty of winning all games?" Lu Mingshu said calmly, "Isn't it, two wins in three games? The three of us, can't we win even one of them?"

"Don't count me." Zhou Ruoying said, "I'm not as famous as you guys, but I can talk about fighting, but I rarely lose."

What she did was to kill people and do errands, and that was necessary. People like her have no reputation, but their strength is never weak.

Ling Wuxia's eyes glanced: "I've never lost ~ IndoMTL.com~ What a coincidence, I..." Lu Mingshu smiled after receiving Ling Wuxia's eyes, "Always take first place."

The first place in the battle of Tianmen, the first place in the Qilinhui.

"..." Ling Wuxia said, "Then do it, have you added our name?"

"Added." Xiang Zichen nodded repeatedly.

Xiang Zimei came in from outside.

"Is the handicap optimistic?" Zhou Ruying asked her.

Xiang Zimei panted: "I've asked about it. As soon as the ranking match starts, my brother and I will place a bet."

Xiang Zimei was very excited when she thought of what she was going to do.

"When things are done, let's do exercises." Lu Mingshu said, "We can help once, and we still have to rely on you in the future." (To be continued.)