Meng Chuan hesitated. If he lost one game and went back with less legs, the patriarch would definitely break his third leg.

"continue!"

The person who spoke was Nie Wantong, and two words popped out from the gap between his teeth, asking Manager Lu to reveal the answer quickly.

Nie Yin nodded to Manager Lu. Things have come to this point and there is no turning back.

Giving up means that the grandson lost both limbs in vain.

Continue, there is still a glimmer of opportunities.

Manager Lu had to walk towards the two of them, picked up their answers, and said to everyone: "Liu Wuxie guessed that it was FRP, and Nie Wantong guessed that it was Jinwushi."

The two of them still have similar answers, both of them are refining materials.

Moreover, these two materials are indispensable for refining the Tiangong Tool.

In front of everyone, Manager Lu opened the cover.

"Shit..."

The moment it opened, the crowd heard a sound of gasping in the cold air.

Under the third cover, there was a piece of glass stone, exactly the same as Liu Wuxie guessed.

Even the left and right guardians on the railings on the fourth floor could not sit still, so they walked down from above.

They were sure that the answer was not leaked, so how did Liu Wuxie know.

Once it was a coincidence.

Two times are luck.

What is three times?

Nie Wantong sat on the ground weakly. From the expressions of the two guardians of Yuqionglou, they were also shocked at this moment.

If Yuqionglou leaked the answer in advance, this expression would naturally not be revealed.

According to the rules, Nie Wantong wanted to destroy his limbs again.

Everyone's eyes fell on Nie Wantong's face and found that his face was ashes.

Cut off one limb and walking in the future will be a problem.

"Two guardians, can you tell me what the reason?"

Nie Yin's tone was so gloomy that he knew that Yuqionglou had not made any fraud, so what would he explain this?

Ninety-nine percent of the monks living in the City of Heavenly Medieval have experienced blind guessing, and Nie Yin is no exception. When he was young, he often came to play.

All three guesses can be said to be the birth of the Tiangong clan and has never appeared.

"We don't know either."

The left and right guardians shook their heads, and they could swear that the things under the cover would never be leaked.

The tribe leaders standing beside each looked at Liu Wuxie with complexity.

When Liu Wuxie appeared in the hall, Bian Si almost slapped him to death.

Who would have thought that the inconspicuous young man in front of him would be so evil.

"Nie Wanchong, do you need our help?"

Nie Zheng and Mengyi appeared, making a biting sound.

When the Tiangong tribe was originally just a small tribe, it was relatively easy to manage.

Since the fairy world entered a dull period, the Tiangong tribe has developed rapidly and major branches have risen. Today, the Tiangong tribe is like a small kingdom.

These branch leaders are all princes, fighting openly and secretly with each other.

Nie Wantong lay on the ground, raised his short knife with his right hand and aimed it at his left knee.

"Can I change the conditions? I am willing to replace his leg with a thousand crystals."

Nie Yin looked at Liu Wuxie and asked them to change their conditions.

After cutting off the second leg, Nie Wantong could only spend it in a wheelchair.

"What do you mean, his leg is only worth a thousand crystals?"

Liu Wuxie made a mockery sound.

"Three Thousand Essence Crystals!"

Nie Yin took a deep breath. As long as he could protect one leg of his grandson, he would be willing to give up no matter how many crystals there were.

Liu Wuxie shook his head, not knowing whether it was to refuse or not.

"Can you buy this leg for five thousand essence crystal stones, plus one million immortal stones?"
Chapter completed!