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Chapter 1887 Three Gambles 2

"Haha..." Zhu Zining laughed and said, "Of course I don't doubt that you will do this."

"Since I dare to make a bet with you, I have a way to stop you from taking any rash action."

Zhu Zining gently patted the stone table in front of her: "If you want to play Tiandao, you must be on this table."

"I destroyed the table, and everyone broke up. To be fair, we can sign a contract."

"As long as you breach the contract, the Tiandao chess game will not start again. Otherwise, if I lose, you can sit here and play Tiandao."

"I have prepared the contract. All you need to do is shed your blood."

Zhu Zining took out the contract and laid it flat on the table.

I looked at the contract and then at Zhu Zining: "Can you make such a contract?"

Zhu Zining smiled and said: "This contract was written by the nine-tailed demon fox Yu Qingzhu. Do you have any questions?"

Yu Qingzhu?

Yu Qingzhu's attitude has always been ambiguous. I can't figure out whether he is helping Zhu Zining or Shu Dao.

In order to buy some time for my father and my master to think about it, I deliberately asked: "You bet with me here, does He Lingbo agree?"

"She is your last saint, don't you have to listen to her?"

Zhu Zining smiled and said: "My biggest weakness is that I want to survive."

"As long as it keeps me alive, I can do anything."

"On the other hand, I will kill anyone who doesn't let me live!"

"It's true that He Lingbo is my senior, but she can no longer order me."

"No one will tell anyone what I did today. The dead will keep it a secret for me."

Zhu Zining decided the fate of the last elite team of the Reincarnation Division in an understatement.

I suddenly figured it out.

Zhu Zining would make a bet with us because of Yu Qingzhu's arrangement.

Yu Qingzhu took advantage of Zhu Zining's weakness of fear of death and deliberately came up with a seemingly best-of-both-worlds solution to save Zhu Zining's life. In fact, it actually allowed Zhu Zining to reveal the secret of Heaven's vitality.

With Zhu Zining's character, she would not tell anyone the secret of Heaven's vitality unless she was absolutely sure.

Therefore, the bet between us is true, and the contract Yu Qingzhu gave her is also true.

Only in this way will Zhu Zining give it a go and give us a try.

Even if we lose the bet with Zhu Zining, Yu Qingzhu is still here, and he can replace Ling in playing chess with Tiandao.

In this game, our father and son, master and apprentice, may lose their lives in Yin Yang Inn.

In the art of magic, you can win without losing.

This is worth it, at least, we can still give the art of martial arts a glimmer of hope.

I cut my finger and dripped blood on the contract.

Zhu Zining then said with satisfaction: "Okay, our bet can begin."

"Tiandao has already entered a deep sleep in advance. According to time calculation, in about two or three hours, the Heavenly Prison will descend on Liangjie Mountain."

Zhu Zining waved her hand outward, and a strip of light that was more than ten meters long and five or six meters wide appeared in the void like a projection.

Zhu Zining said: "Although Mr. Jing is dead, his secret skills can still be used by me. You can see everything in the Two Realms Mountains from here."

When I looked at the projection, I couldn't help but gasped: "This is the Two Worlds Mountain!"

Legend has it that Liangjie Mountain, which cannot be found on the map, is a mountain high with a thousand blades and a radius of hundreds of miles.

Looking up, you can look up at the strange peaks reaching into the clouds, the steep cliffs, like clouds sealing the sky pillars, and the goshawks soaring between the sun and clouds.

Along the mountain, you can overlook the Qianxunlu Valley, the mist-locked river, and the endless lush jungle.

This seems to be a mysterious world that no one has set foot on for thousands of years, but where the bones of countless warlocks have been buried.

Zhu Zining looked up at the Liangjie Mountain in the picture: "This is the Liangjie Mountain. Do you think it looks like a landmark that separates yin and yang and distinguishes humans and gods."

"Did you see the road leading straight to the top of the mountain?"

"Back then, countless warlocks were walking on this road to attack the heavenly prison."

"I wonder if the mountain road will be stained red with blood this time."

"After the Battle of Liangjie Mountain, there were heavy rains and flash floods. All that washed down from the mountain was blood and corpses."

Zhu Zining gently gestured with her hands: "The bones of those warlocks have piled up into a dam here. The cruelty cannot be described in words."

"Today, I'm afraid not many people will make such a sacrifice."

Zhu Zining poured herself a cup of tea: "It will take some time before the prison comes. We still have time to chat."

"After so many years of grievances, don't you want to ask anything?"

I looked back at my master Qu Mo. Zhu Zining has always regarded herself as my master’s wife. It’s time to explain the love and hatred between her and my master clearly, right?

I wanted to ask a question for my master, but I didn’t know how to ask.

Li Chunfeng asked directly: "Who plotted against Qu Mo back then?"

"Nine-headed demon fox Yu Qingzhu." Zhu Zining said: "Everyone has their own standards for choosing love. I am not like Zhu Ziyan, who only loves for the sake of love. I only love the strong."

"Only the wisdom and domineering of the strong will make me obsessed."

"Qu Mo, with his iron bones and tenderness, is the favorite of many women. Unfortunately, he is not the strongest."
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