Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 190
Hearing that the romantic scholar proposed to drink directly, Han Xiao naturally agreed.

——Because he had already seen that Qiu Wanyun had already left the venue early, so she couldn't "eye-ey" and it was meaningless to stay by herself.

After Ye Jinglei sadly stepped down, he didn't return to his seat, but left Cang Yunding sadly alone.

Jiang Chen glared fiercely at the backs of Han Xiao and Ye Xuan, a trace of killing intent was fleeting.

"Hmph, brat surnamed Han, sooner or later, I will make your death ugly!" Jiang Chen twisted his face slightly, but suddenly found that Mo Zhensheng pulled his sleeve, pointed at Ye Jinglei, In the direction he was going, a strange smile flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Chen's eyes suddenly lit up.

That's right, now is the time when Ye Jinglei's mind is at its weakest. If you can trick him into the presence of the Lord and let the Lord "train" Ye Jinglei into a member of the Yantian Sacred Church, wouldn't it be a great achievement?
Maybe when the lord is happy, he will teach himself a few tricks. Then, why not kill Han Xiao?

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen and Mo Zhensheng exchanged glances, they both left with an excuse, and quickly chased in the direction Ye Jinglei left.

And Ye Jinglei, who was feeling dejected, never imagined that the son of the majestic head of the Xuanbing Palace and the apprentice he had trained would join hands to frame him...

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Let's say that when Han Xiao was about to leave with Ye Xuan and The Merry Scholar, he happened to meet Du Chun and Ximen Chuiliu and rushed over.

It turned out that these two guys had been paying close attention to Han Xiao's game, and when they saw Han Xiao leaving, they immediately informed their classmates and rushed towards Han Xiao.

Anyway, Daoxuan Daoxuan of their Qingyun Sect has successfully advanced to the fourth round, and the remaining matches are optional for them.

"Boss, you are amazing!" Before the Ximen blower arrived, that wretched aura had already rushed towards his face, "My admiration for you is really like a torrent of river water, continuous and unstoppable..."

"Brother Han, you are really hiding something." Du Chun was much calmer than Ximen Chuiliu.

As early as when he was in Tieshan City, Du Chun knew that Han Xiao was not simple, but he never thought that Han Xiao's swordsmanship could defeat Ye Jinglei.

You must know that although Ye Jinglei is not the favorite to win the Tianque Sword Art this time, he is also a master of the second echelon after Zheng Shaokun, Qiu Chunan and Qiu Wanyun.

Unexpectedly, it was only in the third round that Han Xiao was defeated by hatred.

"Hehe, isn't it just defeating Ye Jinglei, what's the fuss about it?" Han Xiao raised his eyebrows, "Let's go, let's just come, let's have a drink together!"

Naturally, Du Chun and Ximen Chuiliu would not refuse, and everyone floated down Cang Yunding.

Within the Immortal Sword Gate, there are indeed several commercial streets, where disciples buy daily necessities, and there are naturally many tea and wine shops.

Soon, a group of people came to a tavern.

The Merry Scholar was very forthright, and directly ordered a table full of food and wine.

"Come, come! Brother Han must taste this Drunken Immortal Noodle." The romantic scholar filled a cup for Han Xiao and handed it over.

Han Xiao took the wine glass, raised his head and drank it down.

After drinking strong alcohol, Han Xiao's throat was burned with smoke, he coughed several times, stretched out his hand and slapped his tongue a few times, "What a strong alcohol!"

"Hahaha!" Seeing this, the romantic scholar laughed and said, "Drunk Immortal Brew, even gods can get drunk, so it's naturally strong enough."

Ximen Chuiliu on the side was unwilling to be lonely, drank three cups of cat urine, and immediately laughed and said: "Boss, didn't you come from Xuanbing Palace, you defeated the elders of Shimen this time, how do you feel?"

Han Xiao raised his eyebrows, grinned and said, "I don't have any thoughts, Ye Jinglei is not such a powerful character."

In his eyes, the only ones who can pose a threat to him to seize the sword are Zheng Shaokun and three people.

Even speaking, Zheng Shaokun and Qiu Chunan are not the most difficult to deal with. The key is that when facing Qiu Wanyun, I am afraid that I will not be able to make a move...

What he said was unintentional, but when the romantic scholar heard it, he was shocked and said: "Brother Han, you...you came from the Xuanbing Palace?"

"Yes." Han Xiao nodded.

"Gulu." The romantic scholar swallowed hard, "Brother, you are so courageous! You don't even have to wait for the Xuanbing Palace, and you come out and set up your own family. Brother Yu admires, admires!"

"Haha, I was kicked out, how courageous are you talking about?" Han Xiao grinned loudly, making no secret that he was an abandoned disciple of Xuanbing Palace.

"..." The romantic scholar smiled sarcastically, and immediately shut up and stopped mentioning it.

"By the way, boss, you've already won the third round, how many more are you going to win?" Ximen asked suddenly, turning his eyeballs "gulu".

"Win the last game." Han Xiao shrugged and said lightly.

"The last round..." Du Chun and The Merry Scholar looked at each other and said with wry smiles: "Brother Han, your strength is certainly impressive, but it will be difficult to win the last round!"

Only Ximen Chuiliu bluffed and said: "Boss, I heard a few days ago that there is a fool...a buddy spent 20 taels of silver to buy Shushan to send Han Xiao to win. The odds are one to one hundred. It's you..."

He originally wanted to say "stupid", but when he saw Han Xiao's expressionless eyes, he quickly changed it to "brother".

"Well, it's me." Han Xiao nodded, "You guys are quite well informed."

"Damn it!" Ximen Chuiliu slapped the table, stood up abruptly, threw himself in front of Han Xiao, and hugged Han Xiao's thigh, "Brother, what are you going to do with your 2000 million taels of silver?"

Han Xiao's forehead went dark, and he shook his thighs a few times, but he didn't shake off the brown candy, and said with a speechless face: "I'm going to ask some killers to take off your arms first."

"Eh..." Ximen Chuiliu shrank his neck, salivated and leaned in front of Han Xiao, "Brother, brothers have this life or the next life, everyone is really good!"

The corner of Han Xiao's mouth twitched a few times, and he shouted in his heart: God, take this wonderful flower!

As if sensing Han Xiao's "pious" prayer, the heavens finally sent Du Chun to twist Ximen Chuiliu's ear, and suddenly pulled him up.

With a sullen face, Du Chun dragged Ximen Chuiliu aside, and sharply accused: "You bastard, how dare you gamble!"

"This... Master, I..." Ximen Chuiliu sniffed, and said with a bitter face, "I... I won't dare again next time."

Unexpectedly, Du Chun knocked on his forehead, "Fuck you, there is no handicap, take me to bet quickly! Damn, I missed three rounds, and I lost a lot of money!"

"Ah! My heart hurts so much, I can't breathe anymore!" Du Chun looked distraught, and grabbed Ximen Chuiliu's ear, "Let's go, lead the way!"

After finishing speaking, the pair of master and apprentice actually rushed towards the casino down the mountain, one after the other, rushing over in a hurry.

In the distance, Ximen Chuiliu's screams like killing a pig could be heard, "Oh, be gentle, it hurts..."

Suddenly, in the tavern, only Han Xiao, Ye Xuan, and The Merry Scholar were left looking at each other in blank dismay.

　(The first update arrives, good morning. Thank you, laihaibo, Xiao Yehua’s sister paper, forced, Tiansha [lonely star, full of tears], guess, [heart is broken, city is destroyed], lork, because I am cheap Ah, [No matter how beautiful the reality is, it's fucking hypocritical] for the reward, thank you for your support~)

　　
　
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