Chapter 1292 Gamble

"Cough, cough, cough—"

The moment she was released by Lu Zijia, Cao Fei'er coughed violently for the rest of her life.

"Cao Fei'er, how about we take a gamble?"

Lu Zijia squeezed Cao Fei'er's chin, forcing her to raise her head and meet his gaze.

Having just recovered her life from the brink of death, Cao Fei'er's face was pale and she did not speak, and her wide eyes were full of terror.

Lu Zijia didn't expect her to answer, and continued, "Just bet... how much weight you have in Sun Ding's heart."

After speaking, Lu Zijia showed a meaningful smile, let go of Cao Fei'er, got up and walked towards the golden pagoda.

Cao Fei'er was still in the fear of 'resurrection from the dead', and she couldn't think about what Lu Zijia meant.

After Lu Zijia walked away, Cao Fei'er slumped to the ground, her body trembling after realizing it.

"Stop playing." Lu Zijia walked over and said to Jinta, who was still having fun.

Jinta saw that his master was coming, and did not dare to continue to make troubles. When Sun Ding fell freely again, he did not continue to play the ball, but was still smashed to the ground by Sun Ding.

Fortunately, Sun Ding was a martial artist. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been killed by Jinta.

"You're about to kowtow and get out, master, wait!"

Jinta jumped over, deliberately without force, and slammed to the ground, causing a burst of dust.

Sun Ding, who had already been played half-dead by Jinta, was suddenly blinded by this burst of dust.

Without waiting for Sun Ding to react, Jinta was very humane, and lifted Sun Ding, who was like a dead dog, and kicked his knee socket to make him kneel.

Jinta couldn't speak, and naturally he couldn't let Sun Ding take the initiative to kowtow, so he slapped his paw on the back of his head very simply and rudely.

"boom--"

Sun Ding, who was half-dead, was slapped on the ground with his head on the ground in an instant.

Seeing this, the brothers of the Lin family and the eight disciples of the Silver Moon Sect couldn't help gasping for breath. They looked at Jinta's eyes as if they were looking at a tenth-level ferocious monster.

If they weren't so badly injured that they couldn't even stand up, they would all want to run for their lives!

"Boom-boom-"

Jinta didn't care whether Sun Ding was dizzy or not. After shooting the person down, he picked him up again. After making Sun Ding knock his head three times in a row, he kicked the person over again, causing Sun Ding to roll away. Three laps.

"Ow! Ow! Master's mission completed!"

Looking at Sun Ding, who had passed out, Jinta jumped excitedly to the owner's side, as if asking for credit.

Lu Zijia had a black line, and slapped the furry cat's head with a slap, "I want to talk to him, what are you doing to make people dizzy?"

The golden pagoda waiting for the praise of its owner: "Σ(っ°Д°;)っ... So, it was overexcited again and did something bad?

Jinta's pitiful pair of paws said, "Master, you didn't say you wanted to talk to him."

Lu Zijia, "..." It seems to be the case...

Seeing that his master did not speak, Jinta moved his body slightly, and then stepped on the five fingers of Sun Ding's right hand.

"what--"

The piercing pain of the five fingers made Sun Ding, who had fainted, wake up instantly.

Jinta pointed at Sun Ding with bright cat eyes, "Master, this guy is awake."

Lu Zijia, "..." They all say that the fingers are connected to the heart. If he doesn't wake up like this, then Sun Ding is afraid that it is really a corpse.