1502. Chapter 1502 Simulated Battle 6

3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! The third senior brother is too beautiful, evil-minded and dark-hearted. If he is not careful, he will make people dizzy. She doesn't like it at all. In comparison, she still thinks Bei Chenying is cuter.

"Wait." Nangong Liuyun left these words, turned around and walked into the hall.

Nangong Liuyun has left, Bei Chenying and Zi Yan just follow behind him step by step.

Zi Yan still feels uneasy after thinking about it: "But Third Senior Brother, it's too late!"

"It will be in time." Nangong Liuyun sat calmly on the rattan chair, calmly picked up a cup of tea, and smelled it as if there was nothing there.

Zi Yan stomped her feet anxiously: "It's quite a distance from Nanshan to the battle platform, at least you have to leave a stick of incense time, right? But now there is only a stick of incense time before the competition."

Why is the third senior brother not in a hurry? This is really the emperor not anxious eunuch anxious, anxious to kill her.

Zi Yan was so anxious that she almost stomped her feet in the room.

Because we are in a hurry, if we start now, the time is already very tight.

Nangong Liuyun slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said concisely: "Sit down and wait."

Zi Yan looked at Bei Chenying, Bei Chenying shrugged helplessly, and finally sighed: "The bet I placed this time is probably going to be lost."

"How much did you bet?" Zi Yan asked curiously.

She is also one of the partners in the casino.

"All of them." Bei Chenying sighed, "The news from Luoluo before, buy all 300,000 crystals and she wins."

"This..." Zi Yan swallowed hard, "When did this happen?"

"Last night." Bei Chenying spread her hands, "Her little dragon has a piece of paper in its mouth, here, this is it."

Bei Chenying took out the paper from her bosom and showed it to everyone.

"Three hundred thousand spars." Zi Yan lamented, "If this is used to fill the sea, at least it can stir 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 waiver.

"It's nothing, isn't it just 300,000 crystal stones? Is it more important than the ups and downs of cultivation?" Zi Yan came back to her senses and gritted her teeth.

Although she feels sorry for the spar, Luoluo's cultivation is the most important thing.

"Who is going to lose?"

The door opened with a creak, and Su Luo, dressed in shabby clothes, stood in front of everyone.

At this time, her hair was disheveled, her face was bloodless, and her eyes were even more bloodshot, looking very embarrassed.

However, at this time, she was in good spirits, and her eyes were as dark as ink, shining and crystal clear.

"Luoluo?" Zi Yan and Bei Chenying stood up in surprise.

"Why do you look like weeping with joy? Are you so happy to see me?" Su Luo looked at them with a smile, "By the way, how many days are there before the competition?"

"How many days?" Bei Chenying exaggeratedly yelled, "It's not even a few minutes, how many more days."

"Then you guys still stay here leisurely?" Su Luo's complexion changed suddenly, and he turned his head to look at Bei Chenying, "Didn't you tell you to press 300,000 crystals?"

"It's a bet." Bei Chenying sighed helplessly, "But now there is only one minute before this match, and even if we rush over now, it will be too late."

"You guys!" Su Luo almost rolled his eyes, "You two idiots! The chief referee has the final say when it starts, have you forgotten who my master is?"