Black Belly Summoner: Strong on the Evil Emperor

The truce in Yunxiao Arena is only five days away.

The fat man came to knock on Nalan Zhenyue's door early in the morning, and shouted, "Xiao Zhenyue, I've learned the secrets of words quickly, I can!"

Nalan Zhenyue, who had been practicing in her room all night, was a little ashamed.

Her warrior cultivation base has entered the middle stage of the holy level, and the fat man will only be able to learn the secrets.

It can't go on like this!

Nalan Zhenyue opened the door and saw the excited face of the fat man. At this moment, the old man Jian also popped his head from behind, "Apprentice, good morning!"

She almost forgot that there was another old guy.

"I want to eat meat buns!" Xiaoxin's voice said.

"Aren't you eating buns?" Xiaoxi was talking.

"This is vegetable buns, meat buns are delicious!"

"There is nothing in this world that can compare to fine wine, ah, the aroma and richness of fine wine is really irresistible..." You don't need to look to know who it is.

"Amitabha, yes and no, a beautiful woman is better than fine wine."

color monk...

It just started this morning, and all these people are here.

Nalan Zhenyue took a look, "Where's Doge?"

"Doge's refereeing work in the morning, he won't come until after lunch." The drunken old man was still holding the jug in his hand.

"By the way, aren't you going to compete? Why are you hanging out with us every day?" Xiaoxi suddenly looked at the drunk old man.

"Hey, I also have a truce."

"..."

The drunk old man's surname is Bai, and he also has a nice name Bai Zhichen. Ever since he saw Nalan Zhenyue's match and the stone betting behind him, he has followed them side by side and asked for a truce with Doge. fake.

"I have started to learn the profound meaning of quick characters. Really, let me demonstrate it to you?" Fatty shouted immediately, not willing to be ignored.

Nalan Zhenyue glanced at him, "Okay, give it a try!"

The fat man pumped himself up, then his body shook, and the next second he flashed towards the bed in Nalan Zhenyue's room, but stopped halfway through the flash, "How is it?"

He also said that he thought he was very powerful.

Everyone was a little ashamed.

Old man Jian shook his fingers, "At your speed, it's a miracle to reach the tenth floor."

Old man Jian naturally knows about Yunxiao Arena, no matter what, he has been around for so long.

The fat man was hit, and gave Nalan Zhenyue a sad look.

Nalan Zhenyue sighed.

Yes, her cultivation speed is fast, but the fat man is not her.

In fact, it is already very good for Fatty to be able to quickly learn the profound meaning of words within ten days.

Nalan Zhenyue suddenly thought of something, and said to old man Jian: "Master, didn't you give me the golden silkworm? Can you use the silk it spit out to make weapons or something?"

Old man Jian's eyes had already lit up when Nalan Zhenyue called him master, and he patted his chest immediately, "What's so difficult about this, I'll solve it for the master! But first we need to find Wan Sangye, that little guy probably I’ve been hungry for decades, so I won’t be able to spit out much shreds.”

"Is there Wansangshu in Yuanyue City?" The drunk old man turned his head and asked.

Old man Jane smiled, "Who am I?"

"President Jane!" Xiaoxi and Xiaoxin said at the same time.

"That's it, the title of president is not empty, Wan Sangye is so mean!"

Nalan Zhenyue's eyes lit up, "You have?"

"I do not have......"

Jane Tian answered with a very straightforward look.

Several people were speechless.

"I don't have one, I know an old guy has one."

"Who?"