"This is this..."

"There are still these." Flander secretly glanced at the dish ordered by the blade, feeling very pleased.

Unexpectedly, this kid is so conscientious that Flander is ready to bleed heavily.

He is content to have such a considerate student!

"I don't want these, I'll add one for the others." Daofeng smiled and returned the menu to the staff.

Flander: "…"

Sprinkle fragrance/~┴┴

The staff bowed and left.

Blade smiled at Flander, who stared at him slightly unfriendly, and said, "Director, don't worry, we will never save you!"

Flander regretted that he shouldn't have pretended to be arrogant just now and said something stupid like, "It's easy and generous, don't save me Flander money. If you save money, you will look down on me Flander!"

What you say and what you let go can't be taken back.

Flander smiled far-fetchedly. If it weren't for the occasion, he really wanted to slap this bastard to death!

Zhu Zhuqing secretly pursed her lips and laughed, he was too bad!

Zhao Wuji secretly gave Blade a thumbs up. This kid was so relieved.

Looking at Flander's iron cock's face, but having to revenge his aggrieved look, Zhao's heart was unprecedentedly comfortable.

The dishes were served one by one, making Flanderza feel heartbroken.

Then he ordered wine, which was... ordinary wine. When Flander looked at the two good wines with gold soul coins as the unit of measurement, he thrust his muscles on the two, Ma Hongjun, Xiao Wu and others finally felt soft.

Flander breathed a sigh of relief.

The bullshit wine that could only cost dozens of golden soul coins at every turn was so breathless when he looked at him.

So many people let go of drinking, and his small vault would explode on the spot!

After serving the dishes, everyone was eating and drinking while bragging.

But obviously Flander didn't feel very good about talking.

The joy of victory also contains a hint of sadness about being about to part.

Looking at these boys, Flander felt a little moved. He didn't expect that the children grew up so fast and were now so outstanding.

Especially the bastard, Blade, who was so careless and seriously injured when he first met, his soul power was only more than twenty, and now he has the combat power to fight against the Soul Saint!

He really wanted to know everything about this kid before, but looking at the sneering Blade with Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, he felt that he would not say anything.

Blade did not forget that there was another very important thing to do today.

After putting the dishes into the white porcelain in front of Ning Rongrong, Daofeng smiled and said to everyone: "It's okay to chat at any time, but now let's talk about something more important."

Everyone turned their eyes to him, and Ma Hongjun, who was about to stuff the chicken legs into Oscar's nostrils, also stopped.

No one has forgotten those three ten thousand-year soul bones.

The blade cleared the table in front of him, waved his hand, and placed three ice marrow jade boxes on the table.

The indoor temperature dropped sharply, and the forced cold air spread out from the three jade boxes.

Everyone's eyes gathered on these three jade boxes. This is the treasure that all soul masters dream of - soul bones!

And they are all soul bones over ten thousand years!

"This is the most important thing tonight, distribute the soul bones."

"But the key to the problem is that there are only three soul bones, and our contestants have twelve." The blade swept everyone lightly.

"Twelve people?" Tang San, Master, Flander and others were slightly stunned.

"Yes." Blade nodded lightly.

Three boxes were opened in my hand

Huang Yuan, Jiangzhu, Tailong, and Jingling, who were sitting awkwardly in a corner like air, looked at everyone's astonished and speechless.

Maybe he is the only one who counts them...

"There are only three soul bones, and we twelve of them can't divide the soul bones into one piece. Then there must be a distributor and distribution plan that convinces everyone."

The Master, Flander, Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong and others nodded one after another.

This is the reason, and the problem is not something you don’t have to face if you push it back.

Blade looked at everyone and said, "If everyone can trust me, I hope everyone will hand over this task to me and I will distribute it as fairly as possible."

"Brother Dao, what are you saying? These three soul bones can be said to be won back by you. Who will you assign if you don't assign them?! Whoever has any objection will see that I won't beat him!"

Ma Hongjun stood up.

"Bitch O, do you have any objection?"

Oscar's mouth twitched, what's the matter with me?

He leaned against the back of the chair and said helplessly: "I was just making soy sauce along the way, how dare I have an objection?"

Tang San nodded: "It's true that Fatty said, and we can naturally trust your character in Blade."

Blade: Miss, touch it! ~

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong naturally would not have any objections.

Huang Yuan, Jiang Zhu and others are even more unlikely to have any objections. Here they feel that they are outsiders and are just benefiting from it.

Not only the masters, the dean and others, but also Tang San and others who were comrades-in-arms subconsciously ignored them.

It seems as if sitting here is a great gift to them!

This is no longer honor, it is a humiliation!

Only the Blade gave them the respect they deserved.

Dai Mubai snorted lightly and nodded. Everyone was like this. He could not object to him no matter how unwilling he was.

"Since everyone has no objection, I will start allocating."

"First of all, this right leg bone, the fire-attribute soul bone of 20,000 years, is produced from the violent and powerful flamingo. The person who is most suitable for it is of course Hongjun."

Seeing Daofeng mentioning him, Ma Hongjun was first surprised, then ecstatic.

The moment the soul bone appeared, he felt the call of the same attributes.

The master, Flander and others nodded slightly, it was indeed the case.

"But..." The smile on Blade's face disappeared.

Ma Hongjun's heart skipped a beat. As soon as these two words were spoken, this matter would probably be almost gone!

Blade looked at Ma Hongjun and said lightly: "Hongjun, can you match this soul bone for the contribution you made in this competition?"

Under the indifferent gaze of the blade, Ma Hongjun fell silent.

The soul bone is very good and suits him very well. He also wants it very much, but the question is - why should so many people give it to him?

Others have figured out the allocation plan of Blade.

Contribution is measured.

Who can say this standard? How effective is it to eat, and there is no more fair distribution plan.

The blade picked up the right leg bone that exuded the flames and continued, "Hongjun, your contribution is not up to standard."

When Ma Hongjun heard the sound of Blade's edge without any fluctuations, the fire of expectation in his heart was completely extinguished.

Not willing, but that's the truth.

"But if this soul bone is given to others, it will be greatly reduced. This is undoubtedly a huge waste. It is the most suitable for you, Hongjun."

"But Hongjun, your contribution in the competition is really not worthy of this soul bone. This is a contradiction. But there are still solutions, but I don't know if Hongjun dares to accept it."

Ma Hongjun, who rekindled the fire of hope, quickly said, "Brother Dao, tell me! If I can do it, Ma Hongjun will never say anything!"

Daofeng nodded with a smile: "In terms of contribution, the top three should be me, Zhu Qing and mistress. I don't humbly say that my contribution should be the first, while Zhu Qing and mistress contributed between me and mistress."

The blade gently stroked the soul bone that made Ma Hongjun saliva almost flow out.

"In other words, this soul bone should belong to the three of us. With my contribution, I should have no objection to this 50,000-year-old head soul bone, right?"

Seeing that this boy was not humble at all, Zhao Wuji smiled, "Good boy, shameless and shameless to eat all over the world!"

Silence, Dai Mubai, who wanted the blade to die immediately, did not object, although he also wanted that soul bone.

That is a soul bone of 50,000 years!

He looked at everyone with a smile and continued, "Then this soul bone should be Zhu Qing or Miss San."

"That is, you intercepted the soul bone that should belong to the mistress or Zhu Qing. It is said that brothers will settle the score clearly. If Hongjun, you take away this soul bone, you will be intercepting the soul bone. It's very unkind."

Ma Hongjun nodded solemnly, how could he not understand? Just like Hu Bule came out to intercept Hu, otherwise why would he have fought with Bule?

What's more, this is a soul bone, and it is a soul bone for 20,000 years!!
To be continued...