When Lan Yue heard the old man's words, she immediately knew that the old man's cultivation level was that of the Spirit Emperor. If his cultivation level was higher than that of the Spirit Emperor, he would be able to see through her disguise.

She glanced at Dabai who was stunned for a moment because she heard that Miss Yan Liu coveted her. She curled her lips and nodded in agreement: "Okay, if I lose, my pet will be yours. What if you lose?"

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Dabai's angry eyes instantly turned to look at Lan Yue sadly. Does the owner not like it?

Lan Yue's eyes are soothing, are you so unsure of your master?

Dealing with a little girl is like abusing a vegetable.

"How can I lose!" Miss Yan Liu looked proud. She is the person with the best swordsmanship in Shen Nong Yao Valley!

Lan Yue chuckled, folded her arms, and refused to comment.

Miss Yan Liu pursed her lips, and when she saw Lan Yue opposite her, it was clear that she would not compete with her if she didn't say what she would do if she lost. She immediately stamped her feet in annoyance and said: "If I lose, I will give you ten bottles."

The best magical elixir!"

Their medical skills from Shen Nong Yao Valley are unrivaled in the world of cultivation, and their elixirs are extremely precious. Ten bottles of top-quality elixirs are worth inestimable value!

Lan Yue sneered coldly, "It's not rare, just change it!"

Second Senior Brother's elixir is not better than theirs? It's just the best elixir. What's there to be proud of?

The old man's eyes suddenly turned cold, he actually dared to look down upon the elixirs from their Shen Nong Yao Valley, who did she think she was!

Miss Yanliu frowned. She was from the Shen Pong Yao Valley, and naturally she had the most medicines from the Shen Nong Yao Valley, but the other party didn't want them!

She looked at the defensive weapon on her wrist again, raised her hand towards Lan Yue, turned her wrist, and said: "This is a high-grade sacred weapon. If I lose, it will be yours!"

Lan Yue snorted coldly again, and said the same thing, "It's not uncommon, let's try another one!"

She has a self-defense ring given to her by Ouchi, as well as two jingle bracelets that combine attack and defense as a top-quality holy weapon given by the eldest aunt of the Yun family. The storage ring also contains various gadgets made by the fourth senior brother. Do you need her bracelet?

"You!" Miss Yan Liu stamped her feet and said angrily: "You are so picky, you are obviously just looking for excuses not to compete with me!"

"This is my most beloved pet, are you? You bet with me with things that are not worth the value. Who wants to bet with you?" Lan Yue still folded her arms, her attitude even more arrogant than hers.

Miss Yanliu looked at Dabai. The long white fur was blown by the wind and turned into white waves. It looked very soft and smooth at first glance. Her bright yellow eyes were round and round. Even the movements of licking the fur on her legs were particularly cute.

Elegant and good looking.

She must!

Thinking of this, she felt cruel in her heart, turned over her hand and took out a bead that exuded colorful light, and shouted: "If I lose, this bead belongs to you!"

"No!" The old man suddenly became anxious and hurriedly stepped forward and said urgently: "Sixth Miss, the Symphony of Colors Holy Pearl cannot be used for gambling."

He follows Miss Sixth every day, and he knows very well how much Miss Sixth is capable of. Not to mention that this is the Great Perfection of the Spirit King. Even if he is still in the early stage of the Spiritual King like the previous disciple of Xuantian Sect, Miss Sixth is no match. On weekdays, Miss Sixth is no match.

It's just that the people in the valley didn't want to be entangled with her, so they just left her alone.

As a result, the sixth lady felt that her swordsmanship was the best in the whole valley.

Now, they actually want to gamble with the treasure of their Shenpongyao Valley. Isn't this like giving up the treasure to others?

However, Miss Yanliu couldn't listen at all, "Uncle He, please leave me alone!"

She looked sideways at Lan Yue again and shouted, "Is this bead okay? This is the valley-suppressing orb of our Shen Pong Yao Valley."

A smile slowly appeared on Lan Yue's lips, and she nodded, "Okay."

Zhen Gu’s phantom holy bead, right?

If it is exported, the naughty child will be punished when he returns home, right?

But before she received this punishment, she would let this willful naughty child know what it means to be evil in society and what it means to be vicious in people's hearts.

After the old man named Uncle He heard Lan Yue's promise, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and a chill passed through his eyes.

Miss Yan Liu sucked her magic sword into her hand, looked at Lan Yue's empty hand, and asked, "Where is your sword?"

"My sword..." Lan Yue raised her eyebrows, and a green vine stretched out from her sleeve. She stretched out her hand to hold the green vine and said with a smile, "This will do."

Uncle He saw that Lan Yue was only holding a cane, and he felt that the cane was not a special magical weapon, so his face relaxed a little. This girl was quite sensible and knew not to hurt Miss Six.

Miss Yan Liu glanced at the green vine, which was about the same length as a sword, but her face turned cold and she said angrily: "You look down on me!"

"How can it be possible..."

Lan Yue smiled lowly and said she looked down on her, but she was also looking down on her Ivy. After all, she was at the eighth level of the Wood Element. The Ivy she spawned was no worse than the magic sword in their hands. Using it to draw people away was too big and overqualified.

Got it!

Miss Yan Liu was so angry that she took a magic sword and stabbed directly with a flying leap.

Lan Yue pointed her toes at the same time and held the ivy in her hand to welcome her.

A hint of secret joy flashed in Miss Yan Liu's eyes, she could cut off just a piece of ivy with her magic sword without using any force.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when the sword and the vine came into contact, the vine in Lan Yue's hand, like a spiritual snake, quickly wrapped around Miss Yanliu's spiritual sword, and at the same time hit Miss Yanliu's sword-holding hand with a 'snap'.

"ah!"

Miss Yan Liu cried out in pain, and the sword in her hand fell down without catching it. A bright red whip mark quickly appeared on the back of her fair hand.

"Admit defeat?"

Lan Yue asked lightly. She dropped her sword, which meant she lost, but Miss Yan Liu's temper definitely refused to admit defeat.

"I didn't lose!"

As expected, Miss Yan Liu frowned and took the sword into her hand again.

Lan Yue raised her eyebrows, "Very good, I like this tough-tongued guy."

The two fought again, Miss Yanliu stabbed her in the chest, but Lanyue turned sideways to avoid it, and a green vine hit Miss Yanliu's butt again.

"ah!"

Miss Yan Liu almost jumped up from the pain. She couldn't help but stretched out her hands and rubbed it. She looked at Lan Yue with a blushing face and said with shame, pain and anger: "You, you... you..."

You haven't been able to say a word for a long time.

"What's wrong with me? Are you going to admit defeat?" Lan Yue asked calmly again.

"Impossible! I didn't lose!"

Miss Yan Liu endured the pain and stepped forward with her sword again.

Lan Yue slapped her butt again with ivy.

"Ouch!"

The pain became worse. This time, Miss Yanliu jumped up in pain. She glared at Lan Yue with tears in her eyes, her face flushed, and accused: "You did it on purpose!"

Lan Yue raised her eyes lightly and said with a smile: "The sword has no eyes, and I am just a green vine. Think about it, if it were a sword, you... So just give in quickly!"

"I can't lose!"

Miss Yanliu jumped to her feet and became more arrogant, and Lan Yue's smile became deeper. She really liked Miss Yanliu's arrogance. Otherwise, how could she have a long memory with just three sticks like this?
Chapter completed!