Chapter 687 Prophet! Seeking Death

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At this time, even Nan Lian, who had always been calm-tempered, couldn't help it. She held the wine glass in her slender hand and said, "Prophet, I wish you will shine at the youth conference and get first place."

Prophet Saladin was already in a daze after drinking. He drank half the bottle without refusing anyone who came. He raised his mustache and said, "It is still difficult to get the first place. Some people are very powerful, such as Harry, the apostle of Satan." Sen, Desert Emperor Ganeses, are extremely powerful, so I have little chance of winning against them."

Nan Lian broke into a cold sweat, thinking to herself that you are too flattering to yourself. What do you mean by a low chance of winning? You have no chance of winning against those two, okay?

This youth conference, because the age limit has been relaxed to fifty, is really full of strong people.

After all, when talent and opportunities are similar, older age will always have a great advantage.

According to preliminary judgment, Satan's Apostle and Desert Emperor are the favorites to win this time.

Not to mention those two, anyone in the half-step S level can torture the prophet Saladin to death. In fact, there are rumors that the reason Saladin made it to the top ten in the qualifiers was because he used money to clear the way.

With generous rewards, many people deliberately lost to him.

Of course, this descendant of King Solomon is still pretty good. After all, he is still an A-level person. It's just that if he didn't spend money to clear the way, it would be almost impossible for him to enter the top ten.

However, Nan Lian would not be in trouble with Qian Qian. She smiled slightly and said, "Maybe the two of them will fight to the death."

"That's right, a good idea, a good idea." Saladin staggered drunkenly and slapped his thigh and said, "I like your idea, thank you!"

A word of reward came out.

Saladin directly sent a large bottle of "Ice Marrow".

Wang Yan almost stopped breathing. The reason was that the amount of ice marrow in this bottle was extremely exaggerated. It was probably more than double the fire marrow that Wang Yan got, and it must have been at least thirty grams.

Obviously, he really appreciates Nan Lian's idea.

Rich as a country!

This tycoon is really rich and powerful.

He is indeed a super rich man who has inherited the legacy of King Solomon. I am afraid that even the treasure trove of the National African Affairs Bureau is not as strong as him.

However, in Wang Yan's view, that idea is simply impossible to fool even a child. Even if the Satan Apostle and the Desert Emperor were both defeated, wouldn't there be other top masters?

For example, Belika, the high priest of the Mayan tribe, is unpredictable and extremely difficult to deal with. Or to put it another way, Indira Brahmin, the Shiva goddess of Brahmanism in India, can draw on divine power when her third eye opens, and she is very powerful.

There is also the ascetic master "Liu Bujie" of China and the holy knight Ulysses of the Holy See of Light. They are not ordinary people.

Don't talk about them, even the female super who is weak in the half-step S level can easily torture you several times.

Of course, if he could make a lot of money just by saying nice things, Wang Yan would be willing to flatter him, since nice words don't cost money anyway.

"Giggle! I also like your idea." Wu Ya'ange also couldn't stop laughing, "Prophet Shenhao, if I meet you in the finals, I will definitely not be able to beat you."

"Okay, I appreciate your idea, so it's settled." Saladin's eyes widened, and he immediately wrote out a check, "Just for your words, reward! If we really meet, I promise. After your good words, I promise I won’t lose you.”

Wu Ya'ange glanced at the check, then covered her mouth and put it away happily, saying that she would definitely do it. In fact, she also knew very well that with her ability, she had hope of entering the finals, but it would be too difficult to achieve a front-row result.

Instead of doing this, it is better to earn a little from Saladin. With Saladin's magnificent temper, the reward will definitely be much more than the prize.

Wang Yan was stunned. Sister An Ge really had some ideas.

"Nan Lian, you can't beat the Shenhao Prophet, right?" Wu Ya'ange winked at Nan Lian and said, "Why don't you save more dowry for yourself? You know, we are all from poor families. Some people are princesses of top powers." As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Yan deliberately and muttered in a low voice, "Merry ghost."

Wang Yan was stunned, so some people were obviously referring to the two saints, right? However, this romantic ghost really wronged him, Wang Yan, and he never thought about what would happen with the two saints.

Nan Lian thought about it, and it seemed to make sense. With her strength, it wouldn't be a big problem to get into the top 32. But if you want to get into the top sixteen, you have to rely purely on luck. The chance of drawing a divine hero is only one in sixteen. As long as you make a promise and give in, you can get a large sum of money...

There are not many such good deals in the world.

What's more, eating people is short-tongued and taking advantage of others is soft-handed.

"Okay, I promised the prophet." Nan Lian also wanted to make more money, so she nodded and agreed.

Saladin raised his eyebrows with joy and said: "Okay, okay, Ice Queen, I appreciate your idea. Let's take some small money to use it first." After saying that, he wrote out an astronomical check again and respectfully Passed it to Nan Lian.

Wang Yan glanced at the check, and the series of zeros on it really blinded him. Moreover, Shenhao made a big move, how could it be RMB? At least it's US dollars.

He was a little dizzy. This Saladin was worthy of being called a "prophet". While he came here to make friends, he also came to "eliminate" potential opponents?

In fact, even if he drinks too much, he is actually very clear. Among non-half-step S-level powerhouses, Ice Queen and Night Witch are both top ten powerhouses.

Now that each of them has obtained a treasure, their combat effectiveness has once again soared to a new level.

Saladin felt that he was no match for them at all, and his consistent philosophy was that it didn't matter if he couldn't beat them, as long as he used money to clear the way.

Nan Lian looked at the check and was a little confused. Shenhao is Shenhao, and this move... And if Shenhao is really drawn, if he lets it go a little bit in the game, he will probably get more.

Don't think that money is useless.

In fact, there are many auctions where money is used as a bargaining chip. Many rare materials can also be purchased with money.

After taking care of the two queens, Saladin's mustache was obviously raised a lot. Obviously, his path to promotion has become clearer. Then, he began to drink Wang Yan hard: "Come on, son of flame, I admire you, do it first as a token of respect."

"Okay, I'll drink." Wang Yan did not refuse his wine, deliberately pretending to ignore his subtext.

In fact, Wang Yan knew very well that Saladin hoped that he would also promise to release the water. But although Wang Yan was moved, it was impossible to agree to his condition. According to the current situation, if Sister Nanlian and Sister Ange want to advance to the top 16, they have to be lucky enough to reach S level.

Wang Yan was thrown into the pile of seeded players. According to common sense, seeded players and seeded players will not meet in the rematch. In fact, Wang Yan is very confident that even if he meets other seeded players, it is still unclear who will win.

Maybe you're lucky and can get into the top four.

According to the generous rewards of this youth conference, the top eight must be proper holy weapons, let alone the top four. If he is really the champion, he might be rewarded with a sub-artifact or materials of the same level...

Under such circumstances, it was naturally impossible for Wang Yan to let go.

It's just that he is a wealthy man after all. Out of the most basic respect for rich people, Wang Yan did not reject him directly, thinking that if he met him, he would pretend to fight for a while to give him some face.

Saladin was also a generous and wonderful person. Seeing that Wang Yan should not take this issue, he started to only talk about the romance and ignore the competition.

"Squeak!" The little ferret waved to Saladin and flattered him, with cute and beautiful eyes.

"reward!"

Saladin drunkenly rewarded two ice-type A-level crystal nuclei.

The hairy crab clicked and waved its pliers, and began to dance around Saladin in a crab dance, with as many waves as it wanted. Wang Yan was dripping with sweat. What kind of pet did he raise? For a little treasure, even shame and dignity are lost.

"This crab dances well, reward me!" Saladin threw two water crystal cores casually.

The hairy crab was so moved that he almost knelt down, took the water crystal core and swallowed it. In fact, as a monster, especially a hairy crab monster, it is really stressful.

Look at the boat full of banshees, which one is not more powerful than this? Look at the way they look at me, they all want to break it to the bone and suck out the marrow.

As a hairy crab, it must strive to improve its combat effectiveness, become bigger and stronger, and spread its seeds all over the world!

At this time, Zhang Weidao and Wu Bujie couldn't hold it in anymore. They turned around and flattered them wildly. Indeed, even the ferrets and hairy crabs were rewarded. What reason did they have to be reserved?

What's more, after hanging out with Wang Yan for a long time, I have forgotten what shame means.

Saladin is indeed a powerful man. As long as he comes to flatter him, he will not refuse him and will reward him.

Bao Xiong, Yuan Rourou, and various heroes from the National African Affairs Bureau, such as Shentu Tianlu and others, also gathered around and begged for rewards. Even Little Flame Lord Zhang Huang ran out of nowhere.

reward! reward! reward!

Saladin's generous words of "reward" came and went, resounding throughout the entire cabin. His storage bracelet seemed like a bottomless pit, hiding countless treasures.

Suddenly, the scene became quiet.

Wang Yan looked back and saw the two saints and the two mistresses standing silently behind everyone at some point, each looking at the scene with cold expressions.

Wang Yan stood up suddenly and was about to say hello.

Saladin was drunk and swayed over with his face flushed. He chuckled and said, "Hey, aren't these the two holy ladies? I admire you very much, thank you!"

As they spoke, a light material and a dark material fell into their hands.

The two saints looked at each other, did this guy take the wrong medicine?

This was not over yet. Saladin stroked his mustache and looked directly at Prince Rose and Divine Messenger Dai'er. He let out a series of bad laughs, "Hey, hey, hey." "The two sisters are mature and mature, and they still have charm. Okay, very good. This prophet appreciates you and rewards you!"

Wang Yan's heart dropped and he hurriedly shrank to his seat.

You are seeking death, Prophet Shenhao, Prophet Shenhao, no one in heaven or on earth can save you.

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