As soon as these words came out, they were like thunder, causing an uproar, because these words were both a threat and a declaration of war, and they hit Wang Yan directly in the face.
Wang Yan was so angry that he turned around suddenly, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, and he stared at Mo Yun, "You loser, are you declaring war on me?"
"Who is a waste? Facts will tell everything. As for the declaration of war you said, you can think so, after all, you are not much more." Mo Yun put his hands behind his back and said with an indifferent expression.
His words were very referential. Everyone knew about his appointment with Han Chen. Mentioning it at this time would inevitably lead to people's imagination. After all, Wang Yan was Han Chen's loyal younger brother.
On the other hand, Han Chen's expression was as cold as ice, and the aura around his body also made people feel faintly chilly. As an absolute presence among the younger generation of Tianxing Sect, no one dared to challenge his authority.
"Don't you know how to write the word death?"
Wang Yan's face instantly darkened, and every word seemed to come out from between his teeth, "Or do you think that after defeating that good-for-nothing Liu Jiang, you dare to challenge me?"
"Are you strong?" Mo Yun asked bluntly.
In Mo Yun's eyes, a strong man in the late Void Spirit stage was simply not enough. He told the truth, so there was no problem with violating the rules, but others did not know his true strength.
When they heard this question full of doubt and ridicule, they were stunned for a moment. Many people even suspected that they were hallucinating.
Not to mention Han Chen's status among the young disciples, Wang Yan alone is worthy of everyone's worship, because he has always been ranked second in the Nebula Ranking. He is an absolute core existence and is stronger than the average elder! This way
Looking at the entire Donghe Kingdom, they are very rare!
"Isn't this good-for-nothing's brain kicked by a donkey? Doesn't he know that there is a gap between each small realm between the powerful virtual spirits?"
"This kind of person has so much self-confidence that he thinks he can do whatever he wants by holding Fairy Zhou's thigh. Today he has hit a brick wall!"
"He successively challenged the No. 1 and No. 2 people on the Tianxing Ranking. Does this guy really regard himself as the No. 1 person of the younger generation? This is the first time I have seen such an arrogant young man."
"If you don't seek death, you won't die. He will pay the price for his recklessness. It's a pity that Fairy Zhou's cultivation resources were given to such a person. If they were given to me, I would definitely live a low-key life and be insignificant."
"I propose to teach him how to behave now, and let him, a pretty boy, know that the majesty of our inner sect cannot be challenged by a loser like him."
"If you are not as strong as others, you should keep your tail between your legs. This pretty boy is better off. I don't know where he got the confidence to offend two big shots at the same time. He may not have expected what kind of trouble his bad words will cause him."
"This kind of person is a typical nouveau riche. He has not worked hard to reach this level, so he really thinks he is great and insists on showing off in front of everyone. In the end, he realizes that he is nothing but a clown.
"
"I don't know why, but when I see this pretty boy with a successful career, I can't wait to step forward and give him a kick! How can such a pretty boy be so virtuous? Why does he get Fairy Zhou's favor?"
Listening to the discussion around him, Wang Yan's sinister expression softened a little, "Is it possible that he has been at the bottom of the well for a long time and no longer knows how high the sky is? You are a good-for-nothing and you have amused me so much!"
"Han Lie and Liu Jiang also thought so." Mo Yun said casually.
In the face of doubts and ridicules, he has always been very calm. He has no energy to argue, let alone quarrel with everyone, not to mention that he always believes that compared to verbal counterattacks, slapping them in the face with strength is more convincing.
However, facing Wang Yan's aggressiveness, he couldn't just ignore it. After all, Wang Yan was the one who started this turmoil. He couldn't argue with everyone, so he could only kill the leader of the thief.
"You trash!" Another sentence choked Wang Yan and he was speechless. He pointed at Mo Yun viciously and said: "I am too lazy to fight with you. When you enter the forest of beasts, you will die.
!You'd better pray not to meet me in the first place, otherwise, you will definitely die without a burial place!"
After saying that, Wang Yan led the two boys and left in dejection. It must be said that Mo Yun's words were so clever that Wang Yan could not argue and easily resolved the sarcasm, because there was something involved in his words.
Han Lie, with Wang Yanmei's virtue, naturally did not dare to say that Han Lie was inferior to him, so he could only suffer the disadvantage of being dumb and leave.
"These words make my ears bulge, I'll wait and see!" Seeing Wang Yan's arrogant attitude, Mo Yun was very disgusted with this man. In the end, he didn't forget to give him a blow.
The movement here also attracted everyone's attention. The largest Qianjin gambling house in Tianxingmenfang City guessed that this scene would happen, and immediately hung up a big banner that read: Mo Yun comes out alive, and he will lose thirty
; If Mo Yun can defeat Wang Yan and come out alive, he will pay fifty to one; if Mo Yun can withstand thirty moves from Han Chen and survive, he will pay one hundred to one...
Since the major shareholders behind this thousand-gold gambling house were the sect owner Luo Han and the great elder Wu Chen, even if it caused a commotion for a while, no one stepped forward to stop it.
On the contrary, because of the extremely high odds, it attracted the attention of many people. Many disciples unanimously suppressed Mo Yun's death. Even if the odds were only three to one, many gamblers flocked to it. Even Han Chen and
Wang Yan and his group pressed down tens of thousands of yuan stones.
After finishing the winnings, Wang Yan didn't forget to spread his gambling tickets and looked at him with a gloating look on his face, as if he was convinced.
Mo Yun was actually very curious. If Han Chen and Wang Yan found out that he was a fellow immortal and demon practitioner, and that he was almost crushing them in demonic strength, would their expressions still be so wonderful?
Seeing this, Zhou Yuhan was afraid that it would affect his mentality, and quickly comforted him: "Brother Yun, don't worry about Wang Yan's barking. As for this bet, don't pay too much attention to it. Just let him go. I believe you
, with your intelligence, Han Chen can’t hurt you at all!”
"Don't worry, I won't care."
Mo Yun stretched out his finger, tickled her nose lovingly, and then said playfully: "Since they like to play so much, I will also play with them with a big one."
"What are you going to do again?" Zhou Yuhan sensed an inexplicable meaning from his treacherous expression. Based on her understanding of Mo Yun, if he usually showed this expression, it meant that he was holding something evil in his heart.
"It's nothing to do. It's just a plan."
Mo Yun curled up his lips, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face. While smiling, he said to Xiaolan: "Xiaolan, do me a favor, there is a stone worth tens of thousands of yuan in this storage ring.
How many bets can you make for me? Everything written on the banner has been placed for me, one bet is 10,000 yuan!"
"Ah, this."
Reaching out to take the storage ring from Mo Yun, Xiaolan looked at Zhou Yuhan with some embarrassment, and then said to Mo Yun earnestly: "Master Mo, although you made a lot of Yuan Stone at the auction, you can't
That’s it. Why do you still bet on yourself to win when you know you will lose?”
"Xiaolan, why are you talking so much nonsense?!" Zhou Yuhan gave Xiaolan angrily, threw a storage ring to Xiaolan, and said angrily: "I also have tens of thousands of yuan stones here, so I will also give them to you."
I made the same bet as Brother Yun. No matter what the outcome is, I cannot lose to others in terms of momentum."
"Miss......."
"Um?"
Xiaolan originally wanted to persuade Zhou Yuhan to be sensible, but under her displeased gaze, she suppressed what she wanted to say and could only mutter in her heart, "Okay, you are rich, you are arrogant, you are noble.
!It has nothing to do with me if you lose everything."
When Xiaolan held tens of thousands of yuan stones and suppressed Mo Yun and came out alive, surpassing Wang Yan and even withstanding thirty moves in Han Chen's hands, the people watching couldn't help but burst into laughter. Everyone knew that what was written on this banner was nothing but
It was a chance to humiliate Mo Yun. No one would believe that a good-for-nothing pretty boy could defeat the first and second leaders of the inner sect.
Faced with this kind of ridicule, Xiaolan also showed the magnanimity that a wealthy maid should have. She glanced at a group of people who had never seen the world, flicked the storage ring, and said in an impatient voice:
"Collecting money and issuing invoices is very fast!"
Then, everyone followed Xiaolan's back and turned their mocking eyes to Mo Yun, the unjust one. At least, in their eyes now, Mo Yun would not only lose his wife, but also lose everything, even the coffin itself.
Everyone needs to get in.
Taking advantage of this excuse, many people began to discuss how to spend this windfall. Many people even waited for Mo Yun to make a fool of himself, so that the gambling farce lasted for a long time.
"Let's see how this pretty boy ends up this time. He just took pity on Fairy Zhou and managed to get tens of thousands of yuan in. Oh, you said it's the same for Fairy Zhou. Isn't it nice to have this money to buy elixirs? Do you have to join in the fun?"
"Given Fairy Zhou's family background, this Yuan Stone is nothing at all. I hope he can take this opportunity to recognize the true nature of this pretty boy. There are so many good men in the world. In what way can all of you here be inferior to that pretty boy?"
"That pretty boy has nothing but his ability to make women happy. When I win the money, I will definitely buy a few more bottles of elixirs. I don't believe it. With my talent, I can't compare to a pretty boy."
"Listening to what you said, I also want to put in all the yuan stones to buy spiritual weapons. As long as I make this money, I can upgrade the spiritual weapons, and then I can take on more difficult tasks. I will
I don’t believe that with my own efforts, I can’t keep up with a pretty boy.”
Just when a group of licking dogs were having countless fantasies about the gambling game, Han Chen waved to Wang Yan. Upon seeing this, Wang Yan bent down and lunged in front of Han Chen, and the two immediately set up a soundproof magic circle.
In the formation, Han Chen stared at Wang Yan with a cold face and asked: "Have you arranged all the things I asked you to arrange?"
Wang Yan smiled flatteringly, "Don't worry, Grand Marquis, it's absolutely foolproof. No matter how smart Fairy Zhou is, she still can't tell that this is a trap set by us."
"That's good." Han Chen always believed that Zhou Yuhan's feelings for Mo Yun originated from the hero's rescue of the beauty that year, so he also planned to take this opportunity to set up a situation to save the beauty, hoping to win Zhou Yuhan's heart in this way.
"correct."
Seemingly still a little worried, Han Chen frowned, glanced at Mo Yun, and said, "Has the matter of that trash been arranged?"
A cold light flashed in Wang Yan's eyes, "Don't worry, Mr. Hou, I marked that waste on his body when he entered. No matter where he hides, he will definitely die."
"Very good." Han Chen nodded with satisfaction, "I hate this trash very much. If I don't skin him and cramp him, it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
"Master Marquis, you just have to wait and see, I will crush him to ashes when the time comes..." Wang Yan also glanced at Mo Yun with his peripheral vision, grinding his teeth with hatred.