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Chapter 24 Don't Bet on Women

Chapter 24 Don’t bet on women

"Don't be afraid, I generally don't kill women. What's more, if you don't have his protection with your little strength, it would be difficult for you to survive in the ice realm, right?" Yang Tian still grabbed the black iron sword casually and looked at the

With a look of fear on her face, the woman hiding behind Yin Ping Al said: "Go away, you are hooking up with such a rotten person, I guess you are not a good woman either."

After hearing Yang Tian's words, a complicated light flashed through those beautiful eyes. After a moment, he hesitated and looked at Yin Ping Al.

"Go ahead. Apart from helping me get rid of a little desire, you can't do much to help me with your abilities. You are also a liability here." Yin Ping Aier said coldly when he saw that the woman was not looking at her.

Yin Ping Al didn't seem to care what others thought, he exposed his lustful nature so blatantly, without caring about his identity as a prince.

But this is also his shrewdness. Originally, lust was his weakness. People with ulterior motives could use this to blackmail him or even slander him. However, he made this weakness infinitely magnified, made clear and invisible.

The intermediate drive eliminates potential dangers.

Yang Tian clearly felt that after hearing Yin Ping Aier's words, the woman's body trembled, she lowered her head slightly, and slowly backed away.

Yang Tian suddenly felt that his words were too harsh?



Yin Ping Aier's eyes finally met Yang Tian's.

Even though all his men fell down, Yin Ping Aier still showed no fear at all, and his blue eyes did not shy away. This fact made Yang Tian admire him very much. You know, many dandy boys encountered him.

By the time this happened, I was so scared that I cried for my father and mother.

"I am the eldest prince of the El Empire." Yin Ping Al stared at Yang Tian and said coldly. His tone did not sound like he was showing off or asking for mercy based on his status as a prince, but rather like introducing himself:

"My name is Yin Ping Al. You should know."

"Sorry, I've never heard of it. Stop talking nonsense. No matter what you say, the end will be the same as them. Don't worry, you won't die. At most, you can rest for a few days." Yang Tian said coldly: "Get ready.

Well, I want to see what is so special about the youngest swordsman in the El Empire."

"Wait." Seeing Yang Tian slowly raising the black sword in his hand, Yin Ping Al hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him.

"What, are you scared?"

"Afraid? Huh, even though you are a mid-stage Sword Saint and I am an early stage Sword Saint, you are not qualified to make me afraid! I just want to give you a chance. When it comes to talents, I, Yin Ping. Al, have always been

Tolerance."

"What, you want to win over me?"

"That's right!" Yin Ping Aier replied without hesitation. At the same time, he looked at Yang Tian with cold eyes and said, "If it weren't for this, you would be a dead body now."

Hearing Yin Ping Aier's arrogant and confident words, not only the onlookers were all surprised, they didn't understand how a junior sword master could defeat the intermediate sword master. Even Yang Tian was slightly surprised. Because, in Yin

In Ping Aier's eyes, Yang Tian could not see a trace of arrogance. At least, Yin Ping Aier was really confident that he could easily defeat an intermediate sword master.

"I can give you everything you want, power, money, women, as long as you join me. How about it?" After showing his strength, Yin Ping Aier once again offered tempting conditions. He looked at Sleepy

Long Qingbing, who was in Yang Tian's arms, and Yang Tian, ​​who still seemed unresponsive, seemed to have a trace of unbearable flash in Yin Ping's eyes, but in the end he said in a deep voice: "Including this woman I value, also for you!"

"Okay." Yang Tian suddenly said loudly: "Very good, very powerful. This is the first time I have seen a man who is more stinky than the young master."

"You must have the corresponding strength, you bastard." Yin Ping Al said tepidly: "Joining me is definitely your wisest choice."

Yin Ping Aerdi was indeed not simple. He was originally furious and planned to kill Yang Tian, ​​but when he saw Yang Tian's unpredictable and weird attack, he suddenly changed his mind.

"Talent, definitely talent." This is his evaluation of Yang Tian.

Although a sword master was nothing in his eyes, a sword master who was so young yet so strange and powerful made him have to look at him differently. Especially the simplest and most direct sword technique that seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth.

, which frightened him even more. If such a person grows up in a few more years, he will be a great help to him.

Because of this, this guy actually suppressed his anger.

"How is it?" Yin Ping Aier asked again.

"Okay. But I have a condition."

"You said, as long as I can do it, I will definitely promise you!"

"It's very simple. I'll be the boss and you will be the younger brother. How about that? Don't worry, follow me, the boss, and I'll make sure you eat well, drink spicy food, and have a warm place under the quilt!" Yang Tian said with a playful look in his eyes.

After hearing Yang Tian's words, there were several bursts of laughter from around him.

Yin Ping Elton suddenly flashed with anger, and the blue sword in his hand emitted a blue light wave invisibly.

"I'm serious." Yin Ping Aier said in a deep voice after suppressing his anger again.

"Well..." Just when Yang Tian was about to tease Yin Ping Al again, Long Qingbing in his arms suddenly moaned softly.

The eyes under the long eyelashes suddenly opened, and she turned her head hard to look in the direction of Yin Ping. When her eyes fell on the blue sword, her weak body suddenly trembled slightly.

He stood up and said with great difficulty: "Sword...sword...husband...I want that sword!"

After saying these words, Long Qingbing fainted in Yang Tian's arms again.

"Is this girl so angry just because of this sword?" This thought appeared in the minds of Yang Tian and Yin Ping Al at the same time. Their eyes collided again.

Yang Tian hesitated slightly. No matter how arrogant and powerful Yang Tian was, he had to consider some necessary issues. Kill Yin Ping Al and take away the sword? Is this possible? Even if Yang Tian has that ability,

But he can't do this. He doesn't have to think about it himself, but what about Long Qingbing? People, living in this world, as long as you are not alone, you will have some bonds more or less. This is reality, even if you are

God is no exception.



"Really want me to join?" Yang Tian suddenly asked seriously.

"Of course." Yin Ping Aier replied solemnly.

"Then you have to show your strength to convince me. How about we make a bet?" Yang Tian smiled slightly and said a little provocatively.

"Bet?" Yin Ping Aier seemed a little surprised.

"Yes! Do you dare?"

"There is nothing in the world that I, Yin Ping. Al, dare not do! But...it must be fair. Tell me, what is the comparison?" Yin Ping. Al said arrogantly. He is confident that he will be better in every aspect.

He is better than the masked man in front of him. Even if he is a mid-stage sword master, he is confident that he can win without any suspense. However, he has always been cautious and cannot be too confident. If he is taller than anyone else, who has a bigger penis?

What, that doesn’t rely on ability to win!

"Of course it will be fair. Strength determines everything. As a warrior, you can only be convincing on the battlefield. If I lose, I will swear allegiance to you and become your subordinate. How about it?"

"Very good. Only on the battlefield can people be convinced. Haha, since you have to be loyal to me if you lose, why not add a bargaining chip? If you lose, how about this woman is also mine?" Hearing Yang Tian say

Yin Ping Aier was secretly happy that the outcome was determined by fighting. He was a shrewd man, and of course he understood the principle of maximizing interests. What was there to worry about in a game that was guaranteed to win?

"Sorry, I never treat women as bets." Yang Tian couldn't help but said with a burst of disgust. Although he seemed a little perverted, he would never abuse any woman, let alone treat women as objects.

Yang Tian's words immediately caused a burst of applause from the girls who were watching.

"Oh? In that case, let's remove this condition. Tell me, what are your conditions? Do you want this sword?" Yin Ping Al asked softly. He also heard Long Qing just now.

As for Bing, he was smart. When he heard that Yang Tian wanted to make a bet, he had already guessed that this guy was probably doing it for his sword.

"You're right!" Yang Tian smiled slightly and said, "If you lose, that sword will be mine. How about that?"

"Okay, no problem. It's settled."

"No, the contract is final!" Yang Tian smiled slightly and said softly.

Yin Ping Aier is smart, and Yang Tian is not a sb either. Of course, Yang Tian can see the preciousness of that sword at a glance, especially the azure blue magic core inlaid on the hilt. It is even more precious. It is Yang Tian.

There are so many high-level and powerful magic cores in Tian's body, but none of them can compete with them. After secretly sensing his mind, Yang Tian discovered that the blue color of the sword body was produced by the powerful energy fluctuations of that magic core! Yang

It is almost certain that the reason why Yin Ping Al can possess the early cultivation level of a sword master is largely due to this sword.

For such an important thing to be "fixed in one word" is simply fart!

"Okay, then let's make the contract!" Yin Ping Aier said solemnly. Regardless of whether he has a contract or not, he will win anyway, and he is not afraid of what kind of aircraft Yang Tian can come up with.


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