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

She glanced at Dabai, who was stunned for a moment when she heard Miss Yan Liu covet her, curled her lips and nodded and agreed, "Okay, if I lose, my love will belong to you, what if you lose?"

Dabai's angry eyes instantly turned sadly at Lan Yue. Does the master like it no longer like it?

Lan Yue's eyes were soothing. Are you so unconfident in your master?

Getting rid of a little girl is like slaughtering vegetables.

"How could this lady lose!" Miss Yan Liu looked proud. She was the person with the highest swordsmanship in Shenpeijing Valley!

Lan Yue laughed and hugged her arms directly, not commenting.

Miss Yan Liu pursed her lips. Seeing that Lan Yue was clearly the opposite side, she would not compete with her if she didn't say what she would have lost. She immediately stamped her feet in anger and said, "If I lose, I will give you ten bottles of top-quality magic pills!"

Their Shenpeijing Valley's medical skills are the best in the world of cultivation. The elixirs are extremely precious, and the ten bottles of top-quality magic pills are incomprehensible. The value is inestimable!

Lan Yue sneered, "I don't care, change it!"

The second senior brother’s pills are not better than theirs? They are just the best magic pills, so what’s so proud of?

The old man's eyes suddenly turned cold. He dared to look down on their Shenpeijing Valley elixirs so much. Who did she think she was!

Miss Yan Liu frowned. She was born in Shenpeijing Valley. The most common medicines on Shenpeijing Valley are naturally the various medicines in Shenpeijing Valley, but the other party doesn’t want them!

She looked at the defensive magic weapon on her wrist again, raised her hand at Lan Yue, turned her wrist and said, "This is a top-grade holy weapon. If I lose, it is yours!"

Lan Yue sneered again, and the same sentence was still the same, "It's not rare, change another one!"

Sometimes the body defense rings given by her Yu, and the two best holy objects that were given by the Yun family, which were given by her aunt, the Yun family. There were also various gadgets made by the fourth senior brother in the storage ring. Is she needed her bracelet?

"You!" Miss Yan Liu stamped her feet and said angrily: "You are picky, and you are clearly trying to find excuses to not compete with me!"

"This is my favorite pet, are you? You are taking something of an extraordinary value to bet with me. Who is going to bet with you?" Lan Yue still hugged her arms with her hands, her attitude was even more arrogant than her.

Miss Yan Liu looked at Dabai. The long white hair was blown by the wind and white waves. It looked very soft and smooth. Her clear yellow pupils were round. Even the movements of licking the hair on her legs were particularly elegant and beautiful.

She must!

Thinking of this, she felt cruel in her heart, and she turned her hands to take out a bead that emits 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 anxiously: "Miss Six, the Fantasy Colored Holy Pearl cannot be used for betting."

He followed Miss Six every day. He knew that Miss Six had some real skills. Not to mention that this was a spiritual king's great perfection, even if it was the early stage of the spiritual king like the disciple of Xuantian Sect before, Miss Six was not an opponent. On weekdays, people in the valley didn't want to be entangled by her and gave in to her.

As a result, Miss Liu felt that she was the first in the valley of swordsmanship.

Now, I actually have to gamble with their treasures from Shenpeanjing Valley. Isn’t this going to hand over the treasures?

However, Miss Yan Liu couldn't listen at all, "Uncle He, don't worry about me!"

She looked at Lan Yue again and shouted, "Is this bead good? This is the valley-keeping bead of our Shenpeijing Valley."

A smile appeared slowly on the corner of Lan Yue's mouth, and she nodded, "Okay."

The fantasy holy beads in the valley aren't it?

If the child is exported, he will be punished even if he goes home?

However, before she gets scolded, she will let this willful naughty child have a good experience, what is social sinister and what is vicious in people's hearts?

After hearing Lan Yue's promise, the old man named Uncle He narrowed his eyes dangerously, and a coldness swept 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 piece of green vine stretched out from her sleeve. She reached out to hold the green vine and smiled, "That's all."

Uncle He looked at Lan Yue with only one rattan, and he felt that the rattan was not a special magic weapon, and his face was a little looser. This girl was quite sensible and knew that she would not hurt their six ladies.

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

"Where can..."

Lan Yue smiled softly and said she looked down on her Qingteng, but she looked down on her Qingteng. After all, she is also at the eighth level of the wood system. The Qingteng that was born was no worse than the magic sword in their hands. Using it to draw people is too useless!

Miss Yan Liu was so angry that she jumped and stabbed directly with a magic sword in her hand.

Lan Yue raised her toes at the same time, and the green vine in her hand met her.

A trace of joy flashed in Miss Yan Liu's eyes. She could cut off the magic sword without using force.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when one sword and one vine touched, the green vine in Lan Yue's hand was like a spirit snake, quickly wrapping around Miss Yan Liu's spiritual sword, and at the same time, it hit Miss Yan Liu's sword-holding hand.

"ah!"

Miss Yan Liu let out a cry of pain, and the pain was so painful that the sword in her hand fell down. A bright red whip mark quickly appeared on the back of her fair hand.

"Do you admit defeat?"

Lan Yue asked lightly, and the sword fell, that was, she lost, but Miss Yan Liu's temper must have refused to admit defeat.

"I didn't lose!"

Sure enough, Miss Yan Liu frowned and sucked the sword into her hand again.

Lan Yue raised her eyebrows and said it was very good, so she liked this kind of stubborn duck.

The two fought again, Miss Yan Liu stabbed her chest, but Lan Yue turned sideways and avoided her, and Qing Teng pulled Miss Yan Liu's butt again.

"ah!"

Miss Yan Liu almost jumped up in pain, and couldn't help but reach out and rub it. She looked at Lan Yue with a blushing face and said in shame, pain and angrily: "You, you...you..."

You can't say a word for a long time.

"What am I? Are you going to admit defeat?" Lan Yue asked lightly again.

"Impossible! I didn't lose!"

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

Lan Yueyi Qing Teng twitched on her butt again.

"Ao!"

The pain was even more painful. This time Miss Yan Liu jumped up in pain, glaring 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 smiled, "Sword without eyes, I am just Qingteng. Think about it, if it is a sword, you... so you can give up quickly!"

"I can't lose!"

Miss Yan Liu jumped and said harder, and Lan Yue smiled deeper. She really liked Miss Yan Liu's stubborn mouth. Otherwise, just like this, how could she have a memory with just three vines?
Chapter completed!