The black-faced Wei Rujing's face turned even darker.
Originally, he was not a black-faced person, he was just angered by the best ones like Qingshi Pagoda.
"Little girl, don't talk nonsense."
Wei Rujing's voice was a little sinister.
"Shut up, don't scare that little girl with your inhuman voice.
If you scare her again, I will teach you a lesson for your master."
Zhan Feng silenced Wei Rujing with just one sentence. , and his face turned darker by the way, but he just responded to Lin Wangyou's dark face.
Zhan Feng spent his whole life fighting, had no wife, no children, and no relatives except for a disciple who was trained by him and was as crazy as him.
And because of his image, no one, especially no woman, dared to approach him, let alone something as intimate as tugging at his sleeves.
So Zhan Feng actually blushed when Lin Wangyou pulled his sleeves, and he had a thought in his heart: I wish I had such a lovely granddaughter.
That's why Zhan Feng was so cruel to Wei Rujing.
He turned around and asked in a tone that he thought was soft and was afraid of hurting the little girl: "Then tell me how he tricked me."
Go ahead, this tone is so disgusting and makes you want to vomit, why is that still war-mad?
The most important thing is that when this guy was talking to Lin Wangyou, his burly and fierce face actually forced a smile that was uglier than crying.
God, please send down a thunder from the sky and strike me to death.
Many old people who knew Zhan Vong in the Bluestone Tower felt that people were not good, including of course Wei Rujing and Fourth Young Master Bai from the Baiye Sect.
Zhan Feng was once a member of the Baiye Sect.
This was no secret, but he had been away from the sect for so many years now.
This old guy still hasn't forgotten the Baiyemen's triennial competition, and he comes to compete with a shy face every time.
In other parts of the body, this guy is Zhan Vong.
Go crazy when you encounter a station.
The leader of the Baiye Clan has nothing to do with him, so let him fight, just to give the group of unenterprising elders of the Baiye Clan some motivation to move forward.
Anyway, no matter how hard Zhan Feng tries, it is not the leader of the Baiye Clan.
Opponent, because the master of the sect is a genius.
So, fight against this man.
Whether it is swordsmanship or character, the people of Baiye Sect know him very well, and they only have four words to describe him: Zhan Feng. reckless man When the reckless man starts to turn into a gentle uncle, it feels so devastating.
Wei Rujing's consciousness kept scanning Zhan Vong's body, and he had to wonder whether this Zhan Vong was real or fake.
But except for this abnormal performance.
Everything else is true.
Zhan Feng was too lazy to pay attention to Wei Rujing.
He was currently waiting for Lin Wangyou's answer.
Lin Wangyou squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "He had no reason to arrest us in the first place, so this can't be used as a bet.
Just like I made a bet with someone, saying that if I lose, I will become a girl.
Do you think it's funny?
funny" "Hahahaha, I'm laughing so hard."
Zhan Feng laughed incomprehensibly, laughing at the same time.
He also pointed at Wei Rujing exaggeratedly.
Wei Rujing's face turned even darker, truly responding to Lin Wangyou's call for his dark face.
"That little girl.
What do you think he should bet on?"
"Since your old disciple is not as good as him in cultivation, he asked you to apologize to his master after losing.
Then if Black Face loses, he should also ask his master to apologize to you."
Lin Wangyou said seriously.
"Yes, the little girl is right."
Zhan Feng smiled fondly.
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"Of course, my granddaughter."
The medical saint looked wary, fearing that others would steal his granddaughter from him.
"When did you have a granddaughter?"
“I just admitted it, it’s not okay.”
Zhan Feng frowned, but Lin Wangyou said innocently: "I am the experimental subject of Grandpa Medical Saint."
Ga, you can’t say this nonsense, little ancestor.
The Medical Saint's face turned red and he wished he could find a hole in the ground to burrow into.
He was not afraid of anything, he was only afraid of his crazy brother.
Zhan Feng glanced at the Medical Saint coldly and continued chatting with Lin Wangyou in a pleasant manner.
Wei Rujing really felt that she had underestimated this inconspicuous girl, but she didn't expect to be so sharp-tongued.
But Lin Wangyou's metaphor was so spot-on.
Even Wei Rujing himself was embarrassed to mention that he wouldn't arrest people if he lost, but he really didn't dare to let him make the decision and ask his master to bow down to others if he lost.
Wei Rujing pondered for a moment and then said: "If Wei unfortunately loses, I am willing to give up one of the places in Poison Valley this time."
"One" Zhan Fong looked ugly.
Wei Rujing gritted his teeth: "Three."
"Five."
"Five is five."
Wei Rujing's depression was like a surging river.
Before he even saw his opponent, he took out the only five Poison Valley places under his sect as a bet.
Although Wei Rujing was confident that he would be able to defeat the young boy who had just entered the realm of spiritual transformation, he had to be prepared for the possibility of losing if he was betting.
It’s all that dead girl named Lin Wangyou.
If it weren’t for her, would so many things have happened?
Wei Rujing cast a sinister look at Lin Wangyou while following Zhan Feng and others to the competition stage.
On the stage, there was already a person waiting quietly.
"Wu Ming, you must defeat this little brat Wei Rujing, otherwise, don't call me master."
"Yes."
The calm voice came from the man on the stage.
With his flowing black hair, flamboyant green clothes, and calm and noble posture, he seemed to be a noble prince descending into the world.
Originally, Fourth Young Master Bai was extremely noble, and he had a somewhat aristocratic air about him.
This was also due to his years of pampering and status.
But it's really strange how this unknown guy, who has always been ranked number one in the Hero Tournament, has the aristocratic temperament of such a reckless master.
Lin Wangyou was wondering that the battle between Wei Rujing and Wuming had begun.
Although, not long after they started fighting, Wei Rujing's master, Elder Hou of Baiyemen, brought the disgraced Hou Xiang and others to the Bluestone Tower.
Unfortunately, they arrived too late.
Watching the battle between Wei Rujing and Wuming on the battlefield was really thrilling.
Wei Rujing has a deep mind and profound cultivation.
Although his cultivation is in the early stage of becoming a god, it is at least more stable than Wuming's realm.
Wuming had just broken through, and was ruthlessly thrown to such a powerful opponent by his master.
But Wuming is also a sword cultivator, and has reached the state of forgetting both the sword and self.
The level of sword intention makes up for his lack of cultivation.
Therefore, in this battle, as long as Wuming can get through the initial unfamiliar stage of not being able to control the new power, he will not lose.
Wei Rujing's face became more and more solemn, and Wuming's sword intention showed its absolute advantage after mastering the Shen Qi.
Watching Wuming use a sword is truly a feast for the eyes.
Wuming has a noble and cold temperament, coupled with the noble Dragon Roaring Sword.
Every time he draws the sword, it is like hearing the sound of dragon roaring.
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Wuming's swordsmanship is not as good as the Soul-Chasing Swordsmanship passed down from the Spirit Sword Sect's ancestors.
But because he is a sword user, he gives people the feeling that all sword techniques can turn decay into magic in his hands.
This is the sword's intention: