Nine Desolate Sword Demon

Chapter 537 Duel
Donghuang, Drunkard Pavilion.

"Have you seen where the pavilion master has gone these days?" Solanum nigrum asked several hardcore members in the hall.

"I haven't seen him these days." One person replied.

"I heard that Anbu has important news. He should have gone to the Western Wilderness and Northern Territory." Someone said.

"Is that so?" Solanum nigrum murmured, with a serious expression: "It seems that I am the only one who will go to the Qishi mansion in person."

"It's as if you are the master of the pavilion. Are you addicted to mahjong now and don't want to take care of the affairs of the pavilion?" Peng Ye's voice sounded at this time.

I saw, outside the main hall, Peng Ye Yujianfei flew in with Nangong Qingyu.

"I thought where did you die again, this is..." Solanum nigrum shifted his gaze to Nangong Qingyu, and sensed a strong demonic aura.

"The Flood Dragon lineage of the Demon Royal Clan, speaking of which, the Dragon Clan also belongs to the Demon Realm, but it's a different kind. You should be relatives." Peng Ye said with a smile.

"The lineage of Jiaolong, and our ancient Xulong used to be feuds, don't you know?" Solanum nigrum looked at Peng Ye with a calm expression, and then said: "But that's all in the past, hello, my name is Solanum nigrum."

"Are you from the Immemorial Xulong Clan? I also heard from my grandfather. I am honored to meet you today. My name is Nangong Qingyu." Nangong Qingyu also said at this time.

And Peng Ye, who was standing in the middle, was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the Primordial Xulong and the Flood Dragon Clan were feuds, but the grievances in the previous life were no big deal.

"By the way, Solanum nigrum, you just mentioned Qishi Mansion, what happened there?" Peng Ye asked seriously at this time.

"Wanyan Bupo went over to take over after breaking through the God King Realm, but it seemed that he had encountered an obstacle, so I wanted to go and have a look." Long Kui said.

"Let me go." Peng Ye said, "Nangong Qingyu will be handed over to you in the next few days. If there is any problem, you can figure it out for yourself. Although it is a world feud, you are sisters with me."

"I see, it's long-winded, the feud is the grievance of the previous generation, and has nothing to do with us." Solanum nigrum glanced at Peng Ye at this time and said.

"Sister Solanum Kwai is right." Nangong whispered.

"The two of you can see it this way, so I can rest assured." Peng Ye nodded and said, "Then I'm leaving. If there is anything else, please contact me."

"Well, let's go." Solanum nigrum nodded with a smile.

Peng Ye didn't stay long and left the hall quickly.

However, after Peng Ye left, Solanum nigrum and Nangong Qingyu changed their colors, and their well-behaved faces became a little dull.

"It's been a long time since I heard this word from the Jiaolong clan." Solanum nigrum said at this time.

"It's been a long time since I've heard of the Primordial Void Dragon Clan. I didn't expect that they are still very active on the mainland." Nangong whispered.

"There is a saying in ancient times that the Jiaolong clan and the immemorial Xulong clan have shared the same hatred for generations, but they have not distinguished each other. I wonder if there is an opportunity today to solve this doubt?" Nangong Qingyu looked at Solanum nigrum at this time.

"Hmph, since Sister Qingyu has this request, I can't refuse." Solanum nigrum said with a smile.

"I'm not your younger sister, because in terms of age, I'm more than 2 years older than you." Nangong whispered.

"I'm sorry, but the rule here is that whoever comes to the drunken man's pavilion first is the elder sister." Solanum nigrum smiled, not to be outdone.

"That's not necessarily the case. The rules can be changed. Whoever wins is the elder sister." Nangong Qingyu looked at Solanum nigrum and said, "Do you dare to bet with me?"

Hearing the words, Solanum nigrum was slightly taken aback, and then smiled. Although this Nangong Qingyu is indeed old, but he is only eighteen or nineteen years old in his heart, and he is still interested in betting on this, which made her helpless for a while, "Okay, I bet you."

"The plain area in front of the Drunken Man's Pavilion has an enchantment set by Peng Ye, which cannot be broken by ordinary emperors. You and I can rest assured and give it a go." As Solanum nigrum spoke, it flew out of the hall.

Nangong Qingyu followed behind.

As for the other people in the hall, many members looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, they didn't expect these two big men to be kind and well-behaved in front of the pavilion master, and they would disobey each other in private.

"This is miserable, there is a good show to watch."

"It's not too bad. Anyway, the pavilion master said that these days are just for fun."

"The duel between the two of them can add some drama to our drunken man's pavilion."

"That makes sense."

"Then let's make a deal. I'll be the banker. If you beat the deputy pavilion master, Solanum nigrum, you will lose ten for every one. If you beat Miss Nangong brought by the pavilion master just now, you will lose one hundred for every one."

"Fuck, you are prejudiced against others."

"I don't care, anyway, I am loyal to our deputy pavilion master Solanum nigrum. I don't like this daughter of the Flood Dragon clan very much."

"It's fine that the pavilion master likes it, who wants you to like it."

"Hahaha, it hurts."

Everyone was joking and laughing, and they actually opened the market one after another and started betting.

Not long after, the news of the duel between Solanum nigrum and the newcomer Nangong Qingyu of the Jiaolong tribe spread all over Zuiweng Pavilion, Long Zhantian, Lingwang and others playing mahjong rushed over.

"I'll go, who eats a bear's heart and leopard dares to make trouble with my old sister? I'm going to kill him." Long Zhantian cursed rudely.

"Change your bad temper, you look like a vulgar person, you will really die alone forever." King Ling glanced at Long Zhantian.

"King Ling is right." Shenmu seconded.

"Shenmu, your grandma's, where the hell are you from?" Long Zhantian didn't dare to argue with King Ling, and there were many volumes of secret methods owed on the mahjong table, so he could only look at Shenmu angrily and complained. .

……

Soon.

On the plain in front of Drunkard Pavilion, the dark red barrier has been opened, and the surrounding area is full of people, all looking forward to this quasi-emperor duel.

"Jiaolong clan?" Hearing the words of the people around him, Long Zhantian knew Nangong Qingyu's identity, and muttered with a frown.

"What's wrong with the Flood Dragon Clan?" asked the Spirit King on the side.

"There seems to be some grievances between the Primordial Xulong Clan and the ancestors of the Flood Dragon Clan." Long Zhantian frowned seriously, looking at the two people in the barrier: "No wonder the old girl who has always been kind and gentle will fight her."

"Kindhearted and gentle? As far as this emperor knows, she was in charge of the Ksitigarbha Palace during the period of your seal, and she did a lot of bad things at that time." Ling Wang glanced at Long Zhantian and said.

"You know what, it's all for my brother. Now that I'm out now, she won't do that again." Long Zhantian said, "So this is justifiable, and it can't be regarded as doing bad things. Everyone He has his own reasons for having to do it."

"It's not a reason at all, it's just an excuse to appease my heart." King Ling said straight away.

"King Ling is right." Shenmu said.

"Damn Shenmu, I really wonder if you have been bribed by her these days?" Long Zhantian glanced at Mu and said contemptuously.

(End of this chapter)