"Wow, Mars Soul, I didn't expect you to be so powerful?!"
The brave man stood in the arena, watching Romney falling from mid-air to the ground, his words full of admiration.
"No, it's not me, it's Sister Wushen."
"Her growth actually made my law power tenfold instantly! With this base, I can kill that gangster giant with one punch."
Romney waved his hand and did not take credit. This was indeed not Romney's credit, but Yao's silent amplification came in time and was extremely strong.
"Where, if it weren't for your good foundation, would my growth be useful?"
Yao Wuhen was also very happy after winning the battle with the malicious person. She did not take the credit, but instead praised Romney.
"Okay, stop bragging each other for business!! Let's go and get the gambling treasures?!"
"It seems like a valuable treasure placed opposite us as a bet, just to win us."
The brave man was impatient to interrupt Romney and Yao's silent praise, then reached out and pulled a person with one hand and ran to an entrance in the competition arena.
There is a golden light that is both an exit and a podium.
"This brother..."
Yao silently saw that the brave man was so impatient, and said to him with a smile.
"This is a good personality..."
Romney just looked up and looked at Yao silently for a moment, then turned his head with a smile.
“It’s pretty good.”
Yao smiled and turned her head with a smile, her face filled with joy.
"Old man, I want to win the prize!!"
None of the three of them were ordinary people. They ran for a few seconds and soon arrived at the entrance of the passage. An old man who was guarding the door here was dozing off.
"Ah, okay, go out and turn right."
The old man obviously didn't sleep very clearly. He opened his eyes and pointed at the passage in front, then closed his eyes again, and started dozing again.
"Bang bang!"
"Hey! We won! Come and receive the prize!"
The brave man was obviously impatient with this sleepy old man. He slapped the old table in front of him with force, knocking countless wooden ashes up to scatter, causing everyone to cough.
"What kind of dust is this? The body of the law can't stand it?"
Romney coughed and squinted his eyes to the old table in front of him. A horror surged in his heart, and he was full of curiosity at the table.
"Oh! Oh! Receive the award, receive the award!"
"Yes, yes, here!"
After being woken up by the brave, the old man was not angry. Instead, he smiled and turned around and found the items for the gambling.
After a while, he took out a chain and handed it to the brave.
"That's it? Isn't it meant an item blessed by the powerful power of the law?"
"Just breaking the chain?"
The brave man turned out to be a chain. After looking around, he couldn't believe it.
The gambling item is introduced as an item blessed by the power of the extremely powerful law, even if it is a broken iron chain?
"Ahhaha, I don't know."
"Please leave by yourself!"
The old man smiled, not at all angry at the rudeness of the brave, and looked like a good man.
"Hey, are you changing it secretly..."
"Okay, let's go, the old man has disturbed."
"Sorry..."
The brave man was still asking a few questions, but Yao Wushen, who was beside him, had already interrupted him, then reached out and pulled the brave man forward and pulled him away.
Seeing this, Romney apologized to the old man with a little embarrassed look.
"Hehe, hehe..."
When the few people left, the old man suddenly laughed.
Then he took out a brilliant steel knife and gently stroked it.
The steel knife is ordinary, only the head of the dragon on the hilt is on the knife. Two words are engraved on the body of the knife, slaying the dragon.
"The fragments of this dragon-slaying sword are everywhere. Now I have another one, and I don't know when one can be merged into it."
"I'm old, I'm Xie Xun, after all."
"I've been out for so long, but I can only live here. I'm ashamed..."
"Forget it, let's play the billion-dollar legend. The member who just rushed to the crowd yesterday gave him a dragon-slaying sword."
The old man murmured to himself, put away the steel knife in a hurry and slow manner when he was moving, then took out a portable mobile phone and started playing the mobile game with great fun.
This bizarre combination is full of some kind of exploration in the eyes of Conan, who is checking the arena in the distance.
"Ah, Conan, do you want to watch Dynamic Superman with me?"
Crayon Shin-chan danced around Conan, with big big eyes and thick eyebrows, looking very happy.
“There is a breath of the dead here.”
Conan raised his hand and tidied up his glasses, looking like a paranormal.
"Yes, Berdy just died here."
Crayon Shin-chan opened his mouth carelessly and removed Conan's steps as soon as he exited.
“……I’m going home.”
After a moment of speechless silence, Conan turned around and headed in the opposite direction where Crayon Shin-chan was.
"Ah, Conan wait for me."
"I still want to see your reasoning..."
"Don't follow me!! I'm going home!"
"Ah, Conan, wait for me..."
….
The audience in the arena gradually dissipated, and every strong man who came to watch the game from various ranks had busy arrangements for his business.
Everyone took the time to come and take a look, but because of the particularity of the malicious person's invitation to fight and the more or less high-pressure competition, they found fun and released their thoughts.
The strong men left, but one of them was wearing black costumes and wearing bamboo flutes, waiting quietly, waiting until everyone left, and he flew to the arena.
He walked to the position of the dead yellow-headed giant Body, pulled out his bamboo flute, and blew away a beautiful song of Wangxian.
After a long time, the sound of the flute was over.
In the empty arena, corpses suddenly climbed up.
These corpses have no substance, but are extremely solid.
They are like laws mixed with soil, or they are controlled by the sound of bamboo flutes, and the soul locks into a body.
"Wei Ying, it's time to leave."
When the Law Ghost Corpse got up, the elegant young man in white clothes wiping his forehead silently shouted, reminding Wei Wuxian that it was time to leave.
"Wait, Lan Zhan, I haven't included it in the flute yet!"
Wei Wuxian obviously didn't want to leave in a hurry, and shouted Lan Wangji in a coquettish way.
"You two, aren't leaving yet?"
Still acting coquettishly, Xie Xun, the old man at the entrance of the passage, suddenly shrank into an inch and came to the side of two young men, one black and one white.
"Old sir, let's go now."
Lan Wangji obviously respected etiquette more. When he saw the old man asking, he bent down and bowed and said goodbye, then pulled Wei Wuxian, who was dragging and unwilling to leave, and headed towards the exit on the other side.
"Oh, young people nowadays, tsk..."
Looking at Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji's loving appearance, Xie Xun shook his head and recalled the past.
"Ah! I'm still fighting monsters..."
Chapter completed!