No Love

Scar Red was not to be outdone and flew towards Huang Longxian right after him.

Dong Ling Xianjun stood there holding Fu Chen, with a dull expression. He did not have the demeanor of an immortal at all.

Huang Longxian carefully read the documents sent by the twenty-four envoys, but he felt something was wrong.

Whoever signs this before entering the ring is like selling his life.

I don’t know who to sell it to yet!

How stupid a person must be to be willing to sign...here comes the fool.

Yang Miao came riding on a tiger, and the Immortal Lord Dongling waved his whisk, and the tiger disappeared in an instant, and the beautiful pine branch fell to the ground with a thud.

Yang Miao was unable to react and fell to the ground.

Get off the horse!

Bah, you shameless old fellow.

No matter how hard you try, you can't stop the little witch from seeking death.

Hatred flashed in Yang Miao's eyes, and his gaze lingered on Huang Longxian for a moment. Then, he rubbed his butt with one hand and cursed in a coquettish voice:

"Ouch, I fell to my death. I don't know how I died protecting my master."

She raised her jade hand slightly and pointed with one finger, and the beautiful pine branch that had once transformed into a tiger turned into dust.

Huang Longxian: Such a vicious heart.

Dongling Immortal Lord:

Good intentions are regarded as the liver and lungs of a donkey.

He is just looking for trouble, no matter what.

Deacon Jin Yu coughed lightly:

"Watch your words. This is in front of the headquarters gate. This is the place where the Star Palace has specially approved the Star Ticket Lottery Arena for contestants to sign the rules of the contest. This is not Qinlou or Chuguan."

Yang Miao smiled seductively, glanced at Xue Mo not far away, restrained himself a little, stood up and bowed:

"I obey your command. Sir, we have signed a life and death contract, and I can kill someone without paying for his life. I used too much force... and killed a general who was defending the formation... That's fine."

Upon hearing this, Jin Yu looked up at her, his brows sharp and murderous.

It's just that I don't know my place.

Kill the general guarding the formation?

Your two moves...are not enough to draw your sword!

Then, he shook his head slightly and kindly reminded:

"I am affiliated with the Xingting Palace. As far as I know, those who dare to serve as the defending generals are all strong martial artists. For the sake of fairness, the Xingchen Palace does not allow them to actively attack the challengers." It is another matter if you provoke them without knowing the consequences.

Yang Miao bowed again, then walked up to Huang Longxian and looked up and down at this blind "master".

A table made of several wooden boards and a stool made from a tree stump.

The word "shabby" can no longer describe it.

God Emperor, you are so poor, what can you use to win back the throne?

Huang Longxian didn't even raise his eyes and threw the life and death contract in his hand over.

A thin piece of yellowed straw paper was held upright facing Yang Miao, with a line of small words written on the right edge:

The life and death contract of the Danshi Tiandi Xingchen Tie competition.

"that's it?"

Yang Miao was shocked. This was too careless. Not even a rule was filled in.

There was no order from the defending general, no inspection by the deacon, and even less... the official seal of the Star Palace!

This is the preliminaries!!

Little witch, you are so cool!

Yang Miao reacted, turned around and tried to escape.

"Charm demon, are you scared?"

Scar Red looked at her with a sneer, and made a whip flower with the silver-hook barbed fishbone whip in his hand.

"Haha, girl, you are so persistent."

Yang Miao's heart trembled, and he subconsciously took a look at the strange life and death contract.

It is indeed a scam!

Yang Miao’s name was clearly written on the blank space of the life and death contract.

At this moment, a set of rules was injected into Yang Miao's soul:

In the Danshi Tiandi Xingchen Arena Competition, there is only entry, no elimination.

There is only life and death, no winning or losing.

Xingchen Palace, Ziwei Pavilion imperial disc documents.

"Imperial document..."

Yang Miao was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Add seven-star gold coins to exchange for magic tools. No cheating, fair trade. The quantity is limited, immortal friends passing by, don't miss it!"

Yang Miao was still in shock when a loud hawking voice reached his ears. Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw a man holding a newly weaned tiger cub with a few ugly money bags hanging around the cub's neck.

The cultivator came hurriedly, with his mouth slightly open, fanning himself with his hands from time to time.

The little witch's people.

One seven-star gold coin can be exchanged for a torn purse, and no one knows what’s inside!

I won’t be fooled!

Yang Miao looked at Scar Hong who was late.

Bai Yaoyao was holding a big-eyed baby in her hands, and it was unknown what she was saying to her.

It seems that this big rabbit is tired of living and is interested in participating in the meat giveaway.

This is better and has a more wild flavor.

"I'll exchange it for the one I bought."

When Yang Miao was hesitant, Scar Red shouted at Liu Xiaoqiao who was still gasping for breath,

"Can you open it and take a look?"

Panic flashed in Liu Xiaoqiao's eyes, and she shook her head hastily:

"Sir, no. A magical instrument that can be purchased with a seven-star gold coin can only be opened in a blind box."

Scar Red didn't really want the magic weapon, he just wanted it to help her open her business.

Seven-star gold coins, there will be more later.

Little Leopard was in financial trouble at the moment, so any help was appreciated. Besides, the coin originally belonged to her.

"A seven-star gold coin. Check it out."

Scar Red leapt in front of Liu Xiaoqiao, took out his treasured Seven-Star Gold Coin, and handed it over to her in a casual manner.

The little tiger cub stretched out a little paw, took the gold coin, looked at it, felt uneasy, and put it in his mouth and bit it.

Then he stuffed the coins into the hair on his buttocks.

The fairies, demons, monsters, and monsters who were watching the fun gathered around curiously.

Although it only costs one seven-star gold coin, not everyone can take it out.

The Seven-Star Gold Coin is the currency circulating inside and outside the universe and is known as the Merit Coin.

In the Heavenly Spirit Realm, owning a seven-star gold coin is equivalent to using a death-free gold medal.

The woman in red is so stupid, how could she agree to the exchange?

This person’s cultivation is obviously…Oh, the little witch is short of money.

Everyone looked at the silent Star Lord with different eyes.

Wang Yuqi glanced at Liu Xiaoqiao and saw clearly:

The Star Post is here!

Tie Suanpan, what are you going to do?

Let my people hold the Star Post and sell it openly in front of the arena!

In the future... Never mind, I can't argue with Sibu Xiang. I'll just do it.

As for your family...it's best if they don't get involved.

In public, in front of everyone, you openly plotted against me. My father doesn't want to beat you.

Beating them to vent your anger is also permitted by law.

Humph, that’s settled.

Tiebaxin, have fun and don't let your family down.

The moment the Demon Lord saw Liu Xiaoqiao, he couldn't help but complain:

"Iron Abacus must be crazy because of poverty. One seven-star gold coin to exchange for a magic weapon?"

Xue Mo nodded in agreement.

Wang Yuqi turned her head away in disdain and reminded coldly:

"You two, this is the area under the jurisdiction of the arena. The generals guarding the formation will be held accountable for the actions of all the stewards in the headquarters' military tent."

Xue Mo's eyes widened when he heard this, and he pointed at Liu Xiaoqiao and shouted, "Liu Xiaoqiao, why are you causing trouble? Go back quickly."

From the heart, I shook my head: "It's too late."

Scar Red held the purse in his hand, but he really didn't open it. He smiled at Liu Xiaoqiao,

"I wish you a prosperous business."

Liu Xiaoqiao took a look at the cold-faced demon general and panicked. She lifted up the little tiger cub to cover half of her face.

In spoken language: Sister Hong, don’t give it away.

Scar Red smiled and nodded, "I'm here. After the fight, I'll buy you a drink."