Chapter 4672 (2/2)

”Haha, under the snow of the thousand mountains, the boy of the eternal demon sect will surely be defeated.”

”It's a pity that the odds are too low to earn three melons and two sons.”

“……”

Many of the warlords who bet on Hua wuhui at the observation banquet laughed one after another.

The current situation, has been completely spent without regret to occupy the upper hand, winning is only a matter of time.

A lot of people are ready to count the treasures of the bet.

”Meng Qi, what are you doing? Take out some strength.”

”I've put a lot of precious things on you. If you let me lose all my money, I'll make it impossible for you to survive.”

”Ah, I knew I would not be greedy. Although the odds are high, it's a gift after all.”

There are also many people who bet on Meng Qi.Almost all of these people are adventurous warriors.

Because the odds are too high for the competition between Fengxue villa and eternal demon clan.

Almost the highest odds of this year's evil month banquet.

In the competition between Fengxue villa and eternal demon clan, the odds are 1-9.

Few people believe that the eternal devil will defeat the snowstorm villa.

In the small set of ten competitions, the odds of MuQing banner against Menghe in the first competition were 1-27.

In the second competition, fengyiren's odds against Qiao Yun are 1:98.

And this time, Hua wuhui's odds against Meng Qi are 1:56.

The odds are unprecedented.

There are a lot of holding a fight mentality, in Mengqi body pressure some treasures.

Once Meng Qi wins, the odds of 1:56 will make them rich overnight.

But obviously, it's a little too difficult.

The storm raged on the arena.

A moment later, the storm stopped, and the snow in the field melted at the speed visible to the naked eye.

After the wind and snow disappeared, they saw Hua wuhui standing in the field.

Meng Qi, on the other hand, was covered with blood, lying on the ground, dying.

”Yes.”

Flower no regret arched hand said.

”Thank you for your hand...”

Meng Qi, who is lying on the ground, is unwilling to accept this fact, but he is defeated.

If Hua wuhui didn't want to keep his hand just now, but wanted to kill him, he would have gone back to Jiuquan.

Liu Fuyun told the two disciples to help Meng Qi down.

Meng Qi returned to his seat, looked at Lin Bai, Jiang xuansu, Gong Jian and others, and said with guilt, ”sorry, I lost.”

Gong Jian comforted: ”it's OK, Hua wuhui is a strong man who has been famous for a long time. Even in the last year's list of the gods of the evil moon sect, he won't lose face at all.”

Jiang xuansu said, ”have a good rest. Let's have the next competition.”

Lin Bai gives Meng Qi a healing pill, but he doesn't say much.

Meng Qi was originally agreed to win a game, but now he lost, which makes the plan of Lin Bai and others a little disordered.

Next, who will win the one Meng Qi should win?

”Next, who's going?”

Liu Fuyun asked.

”I'll do it.”

Lin Bai stood up silently and looked at the platform.