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Chapter 149 The Forbidden Land of Feiliu Pavilion

If it were someone else, Liu Wuqin refused without thinking about it.

But Liu Wuqin had to think carefully about Ao Bei's words.

Liu Wuqian looked at Ao Bei with confusion: "I really want to agree to him?"

Seeing that Liu Wuqiong was going to ask the boy on the vine sedan, Hua Yuan and Luo Changsheng were curious about the true identity of this boy.

According to Luo Changsheng's understanding, this young man should come from the world.

But can a secular person allow Liu Wuqiong to listen to his opinions?

Ao Bei kneaded his nose, and said with a little tiredness in his voice: "Promise him!"

Seeing Ao Bei so sure, Liu Wuqin wanted to ask Ao Bei for the reason, but now is obviously not the time.

After hesitating for a while, Liu Wuqiong finally had to say to Hua Yuan: "Okay, I agree!"

Now, Hua Yuan was obviously relieved.

When he looked at Luo Changsheng again, Luo Changsheng just glanced at Ao Bei deeply, then directly rolled up Sun Mengchan's body and flew away.

When Hua Yuan saw Luo Changsheng leaving, he turned to Liu Wuqiong and said, "Saint Lord Liu, your disciples are too extreme in the matter tonight."

"The old man's decision is only for fairness, and I hope Master Liu will not blame him."

Liu Wuqin knew that Hua Yuan was not biased to anyone, and he would not have any resentment towards Hua Yuan.

He said: "Mr. Hua, don't worry too much, this matter is over."

Hua Yuan nodded and said, "Thank you, Lord Liu, for your wiseness, that old man will leave."

After saying that, Hua Yuan's figure left the Luminous Garden directly.

After Luo Changsheng and Hua Yuan left, Liu Wuqiong came to the vine sedan chair.

He asked with a serious expression: "You must never lose tomorrow's bet, why do you have to promise him?"

Ao Bei's fingers hit the edge of the vine sedan and said calmly: "Because I didn't plan to participate in your bet!"

Liu Wuqiong asked inexplicably: "What does it mean?"

Ao Beidao: "I just agreed to help you win the bet, but I never said that I would take action myself."

"I'm not interested in such a betting battle."

Hearing Ao Bei's answer, Liu Wuqin's already solemn expression became a little deeper.

He said: "We have lost a game tonight. If you don't take action, how can you win tomorrow's bet?"

Ao Beidao: "Sect Master Liu seems to have no confidence in your disciples?"

Liu Wuqin thought Ao Bei was talking about Han Ming and said, "I am really surprised by Han Ming's strength, but you saw it just now, he has already lost."

Ao Bei shook his head and said, "Han Ming can't control his murderous thoughts yet, and he is not suitable to participate in this bet battle."

"I'm talking about...they are four of them!"

While speaking, Ao Bei looked at Gu E and the other four.

The four ancient evil people were only given the power of the great emperor's laws by Ao Bei, thus comprehending the Zhenwu Emperor Sutra.

However, the realm has not been improved in a short period of time.

So Liu Wuqin has never noticed the difference between these four people.

This time he came here completely to count on Ao Bei.

Seeing Ao Bei mentioning the four Gu Evils at this moment, this made Liu Wuqian unfamiliarly bored.

It’s not that Liu Wuqin looked down on his disciples.

But he knew very well what his disciples were worth.

If you really have the ability, you will not be able to become a sedan chair bearer for others.

After looking at the four Gu E, Liu Wuqian said to Ao Bei: "Do you want the four of them to participate in this betting battle?"

"Are you sure you're not kidding me?"

Such words fell into Gu E and others' ears, and their expressions became a little unnatural.

Although Liu Wuqian is their sect leader, this feeling of being despised makes them feel unspeakable.

Ao Bei did not explain too much to Liu Wuqiong and said, "The Sect Master Liu will know tomorrow."

"But......"

"No, but, there is something I want in the Qintian Baojian. Even if you want to lose, I won't let you lose."

Ao Bei didn't give Liu Wuqiong a chance to speak anymore, so he closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep again.

Liu Wuqian looked at Ao Bei helplessly.

Then he looked Gu E and the others carefully, and finally showed a disappointed expression.

In his opinion, what is the difference between letting the four Gu E to participate in the betting battle and giving the Emperor's secret treasure to Luo Changsheng?

The night sky was sparse, and the entire Hanging Mountain fell into silence again.

Such peace has never been broken.

Until noon the next day.

The disciples of Feiliu Pavilion appeared again in the luminous courtyard.

And in the courtyard, Liu Wuqin had been waiting for a long time.

However, at this time, Liu Wuqin lost the confidence he had when he came.

It goes without saying how important the Emperor's Secret Treasure is to the Zhenwu Holy Sect.

No matter what, he was not at ease to place the authority of the Emperor's secret treasure on the four ancient evil people.

No matter how Liu Wuqiong looked at these four people, he could not see the attitude of the two personal disciples who could beat Luo Changsheng.

"Lord Liu, the Pavilion Master is already waiting in the back mountain. Please ask Lord Liu to lead his disciples and follow me."

He glanced at Ao Bei who was still sleeping on the vine sedan chair.

Liu Wuqian nodded absent-mindedly.

Then he instructed Gu E and others to lift the vine sedan chair and go to the back mountain with the disciples under Feiliu Pavilion.

When they arrived at the back mountain, Luo Changsheng happened to appear.

Liu Wuqin and Luo Changsheng met in the back mountain. When they looked at each other, they could see the gloom in each other's eyes.

The gloom in Luo Changsheng's eyes was because of Sun Mengchan's death.

Liu Wuqin was worried about the outcome of the bet battle.

In short, the two of them have developed indelible hostility from simple betting.

The disciples under Luo Changsheng's sect looked at Liu Wuqiong and others with cold eyes.

If the bet situation begins, it will undoubtedly be a fierce battle.

Only Luo You'er looked at the figure on the vine sedan chair, and there was only loss in her eyes.

She knew that Sun Mengchan's death had already made the Holy Lord Huangquan and the Holy Lord Zhenwu.

With Luo Changsheng's temper, he would never have the chance to have contact with Ao Bei again.

Moreover, in order to eliminate Luo Changsheng's hostility towards Ao Bei, Luo You'er dared not show any strangeness towards Ao Bei anymore.

In this way, both sides walked along the end of the back mountain, but the Feiliu Pavilion disciples who were originally leading the way did not follow him again.

Until a cave radiates heat from the inside to the outside appears in front of the end.

Everyone stopped.

Looking up, there were three big words engraved on the top of the cave: Lihuo Cave.

Seeing these three words, Luo Changsheng and Liu Wuqiong frowned at the same time.

I thought to myself: No wonder the disciples of Feiliu Pavilion dare not come here.

Although Luo Changsheng and Liu Wuqiong have never been to Lihuo Cave, they are not unfamiliar with this place.

Lihuo Cave is the forbidden place for casting in Feiliu Pavilion.

Historically, only the owner of Feiliu Pavilion is qualified to enter.

The only two secret treasures of the Great Emperor in the southern region were also cast in the Lihuo Cave.

This time, Hua Yuan chose the location of the betting battle in Lihuo Cave, which made the two of them a little confused about Hua Yuan’s intention.
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