The third senior brother is too evil-hearted and black-bellied. If you are not careful, it will make people dazzled. She doesn't like it at all. In comparison, she still thinks Bei Chenying is cuter.
"Wait." Nangong Liuyun left those words, turned and walked into the hall.
Nangong Liuyun is gone, Bei Chenying and Zi Yan only need to follow him step by step.
Zi Yan still feels uneasy after thinking about it: "But the third senior brother, it's too late at this time!"
"It'll be in time." Nangong Liuyun sat calmly on the rattan chair, calmly picked up a cup of tea, and seemed to smell it.
Zi Yan stomped her feet anxiously: "It's quite a distance from Nanshan to the battle stage, at least you have to leave a stick of incense? But now there is only one stick of incense before the game."
Why aren't the three brothers in a hurry? It's really that the emperor is not in a hurry for the eunuch, and she is in a hurry.
Zi Yan was so anxious that she almost stomped in the room.
Because we are in a hurry, if we set out now, the time is already very tight.
Nangong Liuyun raised the corners of his lips lightly, and said concisely: "Sit down and wait."
Zi Yan looked at Bei Chenying, Bei Chenying shrugged helplessly, and finally sighed: "The bet I made this time is estimated to be lost."
"How much did you take?" Zi Yan asked curiously.
That casino, she is also one of the partners.
"All." Bei Chenying sighed, "The news that came from Luoluo earlier, buy all 300,000 spar to win her."
"This..." Zi Yan swallowed hard, "When did this happen?"
"Last night." Bei Chenying spread his hands, "Her little dragon has a piece of paper in his mouth, here, this is it."
Bei Chenying took out the paper from his arms for everyone to look at.
"300,000 spar..." Zi Yan sighed, "If this is used to reclaim the sea, it will be able to turn up a layer of waves, but now the loser can't even see a shadow."
"If I go to the competition, I still have a little chance of winning, but now, alas." Bei Chenying sighed. Now this is the rhythm of automatic abstention.
"It's nothing, isn't it just 300,000 spar? Can it be more important than the ups and downs of cultivation?" Zi Yan came back to her senses and said through gritted teeth.
Although I feel a little distressed about the spar, Luoluo's cultivation is the most important.
"Who's going to lose?"
The door opened with a creak, and Su Luo, dressed in old clothes, stood in front of everyone.
At this time, her hair was messy, her face was bloodless, her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked very embarrassed.
However, at this time, she was in good spirits, and her eyes that were as black as ink were shining and crystal clear.
"Luoluo?" Zi Yan and Bei Chenying stood up in surprise.
"Why are you all crying with joy? Are you so happy to see me?" Su Luo looked at them with a smile, "By the way, how many days until the game?"
"How many days?" Bei Chenying exclaimed exaggeratedly, "It's not even a few minutes, how many days are left."
"Then you are still staying here leisurely?" Su Luo's expression changed suddenly, and he turned to look at Bei Chenying, "Didn't I tell you to press 300,000 spar?"
"Bet." Bei Chenying sighed helplessly, "But now there's only one minute left before this match, and even if we rush over now, it's too late."
"You guys!" Su Luo almost rolled his eyes, "You two idiots! It's up to the chief referee to decide when to start. Have you forgotten who my master is?"