Chapter 1189

The odds are two to one.

Chen Mo bet 1000 lower spirit stones, plus the principal will get 3000 lower spirit stones.

Time is only half a column of incense, you can earn so many spirit stones.

When Liang Wanliang looked at Chen Mo, he was more cautious. He didn't expect how much spirit stone Chen Mo had won. He felt itchy on his hands.

"Boy...!" Liang Wanliang changed his words and said, "brother, before we came here, we agreed that I would bring you to play. Now you play alone, but don't you treat me as a brother?"

Liang Wanliang only now regards Chen Mo as his brother in words. The purpose is not to ask for the inferior spirit stone.

Hong Jie dislikes to take a look at Liang Wanliang. Compared with Chen Mo, Liang Wanliang is nothing.

"Young master, here are 3000 lower grade spirit stones. Please keep them." Hongjie hands a storage ring to Chen mo.

Chen Mo didn't watch how many inferior spirit stones there were.

However, he threw it to Liang Wanliang from the empty space. He said, "to me, the spirit stone is just a number, and the light is less. You should play it at will."

In order to sneak into the gate of Suan Tianmen, Chen Mowei had a lot of bleeding. He used 3000 lower grade spirit stones to gain Liang Wanliang's trust. By doing so, he gained more favor from Hongjie.

How is one's demeanor.

It can be seen from Chen Mo's hand that he regards money as dirt.

Three thousand lower grade spirit stones are enough for a foundation building monk to cultivate to the golden elixir realm.

However, Chen Mo did not hesitate to give Liang Wanliang.

Generous means should not be too deep.

"Thank you."

Liang Wanliang gets 3000 lower grade spirit stones as he wishes. Chen Mo is very satisfied with his eyes.

At this time, he found that Chen Mo had to do more than he expected, and knew how to give him the inferior spirit stone.

I just misunderstood this guy.

This is not, a hand is 3000 lower grade spirit stone.

Chen Mo must be raised as a god of wealth.

Chen Mo did not know that Liang Wanliang recognized his own move.

"By the way, sister Hong, I want to know where to sign up for the Xuanwu arena?" Chen Mo asks Hongjie.

Watching the monster fight, Chen Mo feels like a waste of time.

Only a dandy like Liang Wanliang can do boring things. A real strong man should go to the arena in person, defeat his opponent and get the spirit stone given by the arena.

One is to increase combat experience, and the other is to earn spirit stones.

Kill two birds with one stone.

After listening to Chen Mo's words, Hong Mei said with a smile: "childe, if you want to be a member of the Xuanwu arena, you should first register with me, and then you can play the challenge arena."

"That's it Chen Mo nodded his head and said, "then you can arrange registration for me. I want to participate in the Xuanwu arena."

"Young master, please follow me."

Hongjie takes a look at Liang Wanliang and leaves with Chen mo.

Liang Wanliang disdained to smile, "hum, what a fool, give me the spirit stone, and then go to the Xuanwu arena. I'm not as leisurely as you are. If you want to play, you should play with the arena."

Compared with the Xuanwu arena, Liang Wanliang preferred the beast fighting field, because the fighting between monsters and beasts was all about killing with one strike. There were not too many patterns. The fighting point between monks was not enough passion.

Little did you know that the main purpose of the friars' fighting was to defeat each other and pay attention to the ingenious and incomparable methods.

"Elder, he is here to register as a member of the Xuanwu field." Red sister takes Chen Mo to a registration room, where is an old man of Huajia who is sleeping on a chair.

Hearing Hongjie's words, Huajia old man slowly wakes up and looks at Chen Mo's young appearance. The old man picks up the register book and brush and says impatiently, "name."

"Nameless!"

"Origin!"

"The ends of the earth!"

"Age!"

"Young and promising!"

As the old man of Huajia finished his inquiry, Chen Mo immediately replied. However, Chen Mo's words made both the old man and the red sister in a daze. Why don't you say that you have no father and no mother, and that there is no end of the world, how do you feel that you lack a home from all over the world.

But young and promising, who knows you are young and promising!

"Nonsense...!"

The old man of Huajia asked Chen Mo's origin with good intentions, but Chen Mo even fooled him. He was very angry, and his eyes crossed with a very dissatisfied look. "I don't think you want to join the Xuanwu arena. In this case, seeing off guests, the arena can't accommodate you, the great God."

"Don't, elder. He's just joking."

Red sister hurriedly round the field and said, "please give him another chance. He will definitely answer truthfully and won't make jokes."

"Well, you're kidding. What's this place like? A vegetable market? " The old man was so angry that he thought what kind of character he was. When he asked Chen Mo, Chen Mo fooled him.

If it wasn't for Hongjie's presence, the old man would definitely drive Chen Mo out of the arena.

The old man suppressed his anger, but he looked at Chen Mo, his face looked very ugly, and said in a cold voice, "boy, I'll give you another chance. I hope you can answer truthfully.""Master, it's not just to participate in the Xuanwu arena, but your attitude towards me is like questioning hostages. If this is the case, it's ok if Xuanwu field doesn't participate."

Chen Mo looked at the old man, his face was not good.

Chen Mo didn't believe that Suan Tianmen would not win him over.

You know, Liang Feiyun, as the young master of Suan Tianmen, is helpless. As long as she is not a fool and knows that a friar in the arena has completed a hundred consecutive victories, she will definitely make an invitation.

Unless Liang Feiyun doesn't know about it.

Chen Mo knew Liang Feiyun not long ago, but he also knew that Liang Feiyun was a person who was eager to do great things.

If you want to do big things, you have to be informal.

"I'm pissed off." Hearing Chen Mo's unconventional words again, the old man felt unable to lift it at one breath, and almost fell to the ground. Chen Mo was a thorn.

No matter how the red sister obstructs him, she will drive him out of the arena.

"Somebody." The old man gave a big drink.

Outside the door into the two arena guards, the old man said: "seize this boy, drive out of the arena, don't let me see him, otherwise, you have a good look."

"Yes

The two guards come to Chen Mo and spread out their hands. Seeing this, Hongjie stands in front of Chen Mo immediately. "Elder, please calm down. He is young and reckless. If I tell him a few words, he will surely know his mistake."

"Is it?" If Chen Mo could change his face, he would not be indifferent.

In fact, Chen Mo did not want to change.

The shop is a big bully. Don't you allow others to remain anonymous.

Looking at Chen Mo and the old man, Hong Jie is in a dilemma.

However, she still took Chen Mo, moved to the corner and whispered: "childe, bear with the wind for a while, and take a step back to the vast sky."

"Elder, he is old and has a bad temper. You can make peace with him as long as you talk to him well."

Hongjie explains patiently. Chen Mo thinks for a moment and then is relieved.

The old man looks at her face and doesn't kill Chen mo.

It can be seen that the origin of Hongjie is extraordinary.

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