Black Belly Summoner: Strong on the Evil Emperor

The fat man sniffed vigorously, Brother Zifei, how could you be so sensational!

"Who is he?"

"Who is he?"

Xiaoxin, Xiaoxi and the drunk old man asked at the same time.

"Brother Zifei——"

"..."

"..."

Brother Xiaolian breathed a sigh of relief, what the hell is this? He thought it was an ordinary match, but it turned out to be thrilling.

"Let me lean on your back, I'm going to faint."

At this moment, Nalan Zhenyue's voice slowly rang in Little Face's ear.

Little Face was taken aback, and saw Nalan Zhenyue's head resting on his back, with his eyes closed, he passed out like this.

Passed out like this? !

Brother Little Face was stunned for a moment, but he hadn't reacted yet.

When he reacted, that delicate face turned red with a swipe!

What a shy little face brother!

The other party is obviously a young man, how can he be shy? !

"Who is Mu Yili?"

"Who is Mu Yili?!"

Just then, a staff member came in and shouted loudly.

No one responded.

"Who is Mu Yili? No one?"

Huo Huo was still bleeding, but when he was running towards Nalan Zhenyue, he suddenly shouted towards Fatty: "Fatty, have you even forgotten your own name?"

The fat man was still worried about Nalan Zhenyue. He didn't realize that it was him who was calling him, but when he did, he immediately shouted, "It's me, it's me!"

"Preparing for the game, it's about you!"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, then it was his turn?

Both legs trembled suddenly, what if it was another Baili Mountain?

He is not Xiao Zhenyue, he will not be put to death and reborn, and there is no Mo Zifei to save him! ! !

"Go, let's take care of her." Xiaoxi said.

"Can you not go?"

Xiaoxi was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly growled: "Not going? Are you right for her?"

The fat man was stunned.

Suddenly he stopped talking.

After a while, the fat man shouted: "I'm going! Even if I die here, I will go!!!"

"Xiaoxi, I'm going to get the crystal coins." Xiaoxin said suddenly.

Xiaoxi went to see Xiaoxin, "Didn't you bet on Bailishan?"

Xiaoxin chuckled, "I just put one on him, and then two on Xiaozhenyue."

"..."

"Emma, ​​how much is ten times one hundred amethyst coins? This is enough to earn ten days' worth of wine!" The drunk old man was sleepless, his eyes widened.

Xiaoxi resented, and glared at the drunk old man.

In the fat man's match, the opponent was a relatively thin man. At this time, Nalan Zhenyue was already in a coma, and it was Xiaoxi and Xiaoxin who were looking after her.

The fat man standing on the ring, his feet were still trembling, and the flesh on his body was shaking.

Xiaoxi looked at it, and felt extremely ashamed. Is this promising?

"Will Fatty die!?"

"What did you say!"

The drunk old man also came, "Now I've learned to be smart, and took ten amethyst coins and pressed them on the fat man."

"Why ten? Didn't you win that much?"

"Hey, it won't be a pity to lose!"

Xiaoxi was even more ashamed, this smelly old man actually didn't have any hope for the fat man at all.

In fact, he didn't have any hope, after all, the fat man seemed a bit unreliable!

Xiaoxi glanced at Nalan Zhenyue who was sleeping next to her, and found that Little Face was there too.

"Why are you here? Are you okay???"