Soul Devouring Sword Master

"Really?"

Shi Hao's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but feel amorous. Could it be that the spring of fat people is coming too?

"Sister Mengyu!"

Shi Hao opened his arms and ran towards Jiang Mengyu, his fat body trembling and smiling, but in the eyes of others, he was a little bit vulgar.

Pah!

But the next moment, Shi Hao's body paused, as if he hit the wall. He was kicked on his fat face, and then, with a "bang", his fat body fell on the ground with his legs spread out, and a clear footprint was printed on his face.

"Ah, it's too much. Fatty people also have dignity!"

Lying on the ground, Shi Hao couldn't help complaining.

Jiang Mengyu put away her long legs and shrugged, "You are so beautiful, you are a toad wanting to eat goose meat."

"Hmph, I am so angry, I have to make up for it!"

Shi Hao sat up angrily and rubbed his face with footprints. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned and Jiang Mengyu didn't really do it. It didn't hurt much, but it didn't hurt much. It was just too insulting.

It was his fault. Who made him so lustful? Alas, lust is really a problem.

Shi Hao flipped his hand and a big lamb leg appeared. He started to chew it and sulked.

Many members of the Qingyu League around him couldn't help laughing when they saw this, and the atmosphere was warm.

"Ye Long, I am willing to accept the loss. Here are 50,000 Yuan stones!"

At this time, Jiang Mengyu walked in front of Ye Long and others and stretched out her hand.

At this moment, Ye Long's face was extremely gloomy. He suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have made this bet. But at the beginning, he thought he would win. All the conditions and factors were very favorable to their Shura League. He never thought that it would be such a result.

And the one who caused this result was Lin Xiao, the son of luck that he had always looked down upon before.

Fifty thousand Yuanshi is not a lot of money, even for the Shura League. I hope I can accept the loss. Everyone is watching here, and the other party has the oath stone, so he can't default on it.

With his brows furrowed, Ye Long struggled for a moment, but still took out a ring and handed it to Jiang Mengyu.

"Thank you, if you have any bets in the future, you can still come to me. My Qingyu League is short of resources."

Taking the ring, Jiang Mengyu did not forget to sprinkle salt on the other party's wound. She did not forget the other party's aggressive attitude just now. If the Qingyu League lost today, it is conceivable that they would be humiliated. In the end, the Shura League also deserved it.

With this resource, Qingyu League will not have to worry about lack of resources for at least one year, and it can also use it to grow and develop. On the contrary, Shura League has suffered a heavy loss. In a short period of time, it will definitely restrain itself a lot and dare not be as presumptuous as before. This is a good time for Qingyu League to turn things around.

"Hmph, let's go!"

Ye Long waved his hand, glared at Li Xuan fiercely, and left with a gloomy face, while Yue Jun followed behind with an ugly face, his lungs about to explode.

Other members of Shura League followed behind silently, with anger suppressed in their hearts, feeling extremely aggrieved. How arrogant they were when they came just now, how embarrassed they were when they left at this moment.

And Li Xuan followed at the back in disgrace, lowered his head, and looked bitter. From now on, he was afraid that he would have no good days in Shura League.

"Let's go to Baixiang Pavilion to celebrate, celebrate everyone's triumphant return, and welcome them!"

As soon as Jiang Mengyu called, everyone cheered and left.

"These guys..."

In the square, Elder Meng smiled helplessly. Originally, he wanted to say more, but he didn't expect that these people would just leave. Well, he should report the news as soon as possible to make those old guys happy.

Over the years, the Wanxue Sect has been suppressed by the Saint Sect and the Demon Valley. Its territory has been constantly eroded. In terms of development, everything has not gone well. Many senior officials, including many elders, deputy sect masters, and sect masters, have a stern face and are worried. This incident is a ray of light in the dark days. For the entire declining sect, it can be said to be a shot in the arm.

It doesn't matter if a sect declines. As long as there are young blood and talented young people, there is hope for rise. Now, it is clear that the Wanxue Sect has hope.

After arriving at the Baixiang Pavilion, Jiang Mengyu was also very generous. With a wave of his hand, all the most expensive and delicious dishes were served and directly wrapped up.

Just kidding, with 50,000 Yuanshi, a meal is just a drop in the bucket. Although it is a bit expensive in Baixiang Pavilion, it doesn't matter for everyone's happiness and today is an important day.

The members of Qingyu League were also enthusiastic. Everyone toasted and toasted, and it was very lively.

The core of the banquet was naturally Lin Xiao, Zhang Wei and Shoushi.

Of course, because Lin Xiao's brilliance was too dazzling, it overshadowed the other two, but Zhang Wei and Shoushi were not dissatisfied at all, but felt that they deserved it. If it weren't for Lin Xiao saving them, the two of them would have died long ago, and how could they sit here and drink? And to be honest, Lin Xiao made the greatest contribution to saving those fellow disciples, and this was what he deserved.