"There are seventeen martial arts training grounds specially opened for disciples in the ancient sect. This immortal platform is just the most ordinary one." Jiu Yao saw the location of the others and flew down from the air with Qin Haoxuan.

It was a not small platform, enough for more than a dozen people to fight on it. Huang Ying'er and the three Puguang Pavilion disciples had arrived. In addition to them, there were more than a dozen ancient sect disciples who were called to watch the fun. Although they looked different, the arrogance that was passed through their bones was exactly the same.

"Senior Sister Qiongfang, take them to Zhonghuatai." Huang Ying'er said to a woman with a beautiful face and a very elegant temperament.

Fairy Qiongfang smiled and said, "You are the most lively. I agreed that if this fight is not exciting enough, we will laugh at you."

Huang Ying'er looked at Qin Haoxuan who was slowly approaching and curled her lips: "How could it be that Qin Haoxuan, who is famous, not exciting?"

The disciples of the ancient sect only joked with their own people. They didn't even look at the people from Puguang Pavilion and Qin Haoxuan, and then went to the nearest pavilion. They were like spectators watching the show, and they chose a seat for themselves and sat down.

Qin Haoxuan once again felt that the people of the ancient sect had their eyes growing on their heads.

The three disciples of Puguang Pavilion stood aside with a miserable expression. They were so anxious that their palms were sweating. They were extremely worried about what to do in a game to save their lives.

To win, even if they are dreaming, they know that it is impossible.

If you lose, how can you lose without losing your life?

This is a big problem, and it is urgent.

Looking at Qin Haoxuan who was walking slowly, the disciples of Puguang Pavilion were about to cry.

"It's boring to just look at the battle, so why not bet?" Qin Haoxuan did not speak, but the Nine Demons walked to Huang Ying'er and said.

Huang Ying'er lowered her eyes and swept the Nine Demons, and smiled faintly: "Are you betting with me?"

Jiu Yao nodded.

"What right do you have to bet on me with a low-level beast like you?" Although Huang Ying'er's voice was still crisp and pleasant, her words were full of contempt and contempt.

She knew that the Nine Demons were monsters in Yaochi, but so what? They were just a beast who couldn't even transform.

Jiu Yao laughed and felt particularly happy: "It seems that I don't dare."

Very ordinary provocation, but very useful.

The smile on Huang Ying'er's face disappeared in an instant, and her eyebrows frowned slightly, and a cold anger surged up: "Random."

"What do you think you dare to talk to my master?"

A slightly sharp sound came from not far away.

Qin Haoxuan looked up and saw a ball of gorgeous clouds floating over from the opposite side. When the clouds fell to the ground, he realized that it was a fox with red hair all over.

The fox is graceful, with smooth and gorgeous hair, and even has three extremely fluffy and soft tails. It is very tall and about one meter long. After it lands, the red light appears and becomes a man in a red robe.

The fox, who transformed into a human, was extremely gorgeous, with long eyebrows, thin eyes, pointed chin, and his eyes always shone with uncomfortable light.

"Master, give me this beast." The fox lowered his head and looked humble in front of Huang Ying'er.

Huang Ying'er felt a little relieved when she saw her mount. She nodded: "Hongxue, help me teach this little beast who can't tell her identity a lesson."

“Yes, master.”

After Qin Haoxuan looked at the fox, he looked back at the Nine Demons and found that his originally plain face was a bit cunning, which looked more like a fox than a fox.

Hongxue turned to look at Jiu Yao: "Which cave are you from? Do we have a grudge?"

Jiu Yao sneered: "You ate two drops of my essence and blood in vain back then. Do you think there is a grudge?"

"I've eaten your essence and blood?" Hongxue looked at the Jiu Yao, "I don't seem to know you, right?"

Jiu Yao looked at Huang Ying'er next to him coldly: "Your master was asked for by Han Chan Zhenren, why? Have you forgotten now?"

Huang Ying'er narrowed her eyes and thought for a while before saying, "True Han Chan, may you be the Nine Demons? He looks too ugly, right?"

The Nine Demons all had a little anger on their heads.

After knowing the other party's origin, Hongxue became more confident. He sneered: "But such a small matter, my master uses your essence and blood to respect you. If you don't know how to be grateful, you will feel resentful. Do you want to die?"

Jiu Yao looked at Hongxue and said, "I don't want to die, I just don't like you."

"The rules of the sect clearly state that fellow disciples are not allowed to fight. Why, do you want to violate the rules?"

"I don't want to, I just want to bet with you, who will win?" Jiu Yao pointed at the disciples of Puguang Pavilion and Qin Haoxuan.

Hongxue knew that the upcoming battle was facilitated by her master, and the master had even invited friends to come and she must not let her down. What's more, it's not impossible to add some fun to this competition.

"Okay, I'll bet with you, what are you going to bet with me?" After sorting out all the pros and cons, Hongxue agreed very happily.

Jiu Yao took out all his resources with a expressionless face and put them in front of him and said, "Bet on my entire net worth."

Hongxue kicked the Qiankun bags with her feet and spit out two words from her mouth: "Poor ghost."

"Master, can I borrow the light mirror for use?" Hongxue said to Huang Ying'er.

The light-free mirror is a medium-grade magic weapon, and it is definitely not an optional thing for Huang Ying'er, but at this time, she took it out without hesitation.

Hongxue weighed the light-lifting mirror in her hand and glanced at the Qiankun bag in front of Jiu Yao: "You don't even have the qualifications to bet with me."

Looking at Hongxue, who was facing her nostrils, the Nine Demon turned his head and looked at Qin Haoxuan.

Qin Haoxuan handed him a nine-leaf red bead grass.

Nine-leaf red bead grass is just the length of the baby's arms. Nine round leaves are arranged in turn on the main stem, and a blood-red fruit at the top is flowing with bright light.

This is the spiritual medicine that Qin Haoxuan recently picked from Juexian Poison Valley, and it has undergone abnormal changes in the environment like Juexian Poison Valley. The veins of the nine leaves are actually blood-red.

As soon as the nine-leaf red bead grass appeared, the graceful fragrance immediately dissipated, and even the ancient sect disciples in the stands next to him stood up in shock.

"Where did you get this nine-leaf red bead grass?" Huang Ying'er stared at the spiritual medicine and asked in a hurry.

Nine-leaf Red Bead Grass has the miraculous effect of repairing and expanding meridians, which is very tempting for monks. But many years ago, Nine-leaf Red Bead Grass was already extremely rare, and in recent years it has become even more extinct.

But now, there is a plant in front of them, and it was after a mutated!

The value of this spiritual medicine is equivalent to five light-free mirrors, but Qin Haoxuan gave it to him without changing his face, so how could he not surprise those present?

Looking at Hongxue, whose faces changed, Jiu Yao proudly raised the nine-leaf red bead grass in his hand: "Go, or not?"

"Of course it's a gamble." Huang Ying'er replied on behalf of Hongxue.

Jiu Yao sniffed the spiritual medicine in his hand: "Then let's bet. If I win, I will want three drops of essence and blood on his body!"

Hongxue's pupils shrank, and before he could say anything, he heard a crisp female voice say, "Okay."

Closed his eyes, Hongxue looked at Jiu Yao again and repeated the word: "Okay."

"I bet Qin Haoxuan won." Jiu Yao said.
Chapter completed!