"Then we can't just make a hasty decision about your marriage, Miss!" Bai Lao said with an annoyed look on his face.

Whether it was Long Yuanba or Ye Xiao, in his opinion, they were far from qualified as Tuoba Qingcheng's husband.

Who in this world can match the wisdom of the young lady?

He really couldn't accept this reality.

"I believe that the mirror master's arrangement is the best arrangement." Tuoba Qingcheng's voice was calm and elegant, as if he was describing something that had nothing to do with him.

"Miss, this is your lifelong event!" Bai Lao said angrily.

"At first, I didn't want to believe it, but after reading this information, I believed it." Tuoba Qingcheng said, stretching out two thin fingers as green as green and picking up from the folder beside her.

He pulled out a piece of information and handed it to Mr. Bai.

Mr. Bai took the information suspiciously, glanced at it, and his expression suddenly changed:

"It's actually a secret level!"

Ye Xiao's name was written on the paper, and two big red letters "天 secret" were written in the blank space below.

This level of confidentiality only exists in the legend of Star Pavilion.

"Tianji" represents the highest level secret of the Star Pavilion. No one except the mirror owner has the authority to access it.

"How is this possible?" Bai Lao was so surprised that he almost swallowed his tongue. For the first time, he felt that his brain was a little insufficient.

An ordinary person who seems to have no cultivation, how can his information be at the "Tianji" level?

"It's interesting, isn't it? It's not a bad thing to have such a person as my husband for a person who is full of secrets." Tuoba Qingcheng said.

She flashed a pair of bright and moving big eyes, casting her gaze into the distance.

Following her gaze, she saw a young man wearing cheap casual clothes strolling into the yard.

Ye Xiao finally arrived.

"Isn't there too many people here?" As soon as Ye Xiao appeared, he felt several eyes on him, and he couldn't help but frown.

He originally thought that the audience for this duel would only be a dozen people at most, but he didn't expect that Long Yuanba would actually send out so many invitations.

However, Ye Xiao soon discovered the benefits of having more people.

In a corner of the auditorium, a group of people gathered around a table with the Yin Yang Gate logo.

"It's time to buy it and leave it. Betting will end in ten minutes."

"If you give it a try, the bicycle will become a motorcycle. If you take a gamble, the car will become a Land Rover."

The two disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect shouted familiar slogans loudly, adding a touch of entertainment to the duel.

A trace of amusement flashed in Ye Xiao's eyes.

You can actually encounter the Yin Yang Gate gambling stalls in Dragon City?

Thinking of the batch of spirit stones he won in the capital, Ye Xiao walked towards the gambling stall with a smile.

It's said to be a gambling stall, but it's actually just a set of very simple desks and chairs.

There were two disciple-like people, soliciting business while trying hard to maintain order at the scene.

I saw an old man wearing a monk's robe sitting at the table. Whenever someone wanted to place a bet, he would write down a sum in the small book on the table.

It's just that he obviously hasn't done much of these things and is not skilled enough in business, so he is a little in a hurry.

"I'll buy one million, and Long Yuanba will win."

"I'll buy three million, and Long Yuanba will win!"

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, old man, you should be faster, I want to buy Long Yuanba's plate!"

…

There were a lot of people gathered around. Except for a few people who were rich and stupid, most of them won by buying Long Yuanba.

"I'll buy fifty spiritual stones and bet that Ye Xiao will win!" Ye Xiao pushed through the crowd and finally reached the table at the gambling stall.

"Fifty spirit stones, who do you bet will win?" The old man paused with the pen in his hand and asked lazily without raising his head.

"Bet Ye Xiao to win." Ye Xiao repeated it again.

There were many people crowded around, which made Ye Xiao feel very uncomfortable.

He just wanted to finish shopping quickly and leave quickly.

"That Ye Xiao has no cultivation. Our Yin Yang Gate stall will not allow anyone to go back on his word."

The old man was amused by Ye Xiao and raised his head, wanting to see who this scapegoat was.

But the next moment his smile froze.

"It's you!" The old man looked like he had seen a ghost, and the pen in his hand trembled crazily.

Ye Xiao also knew this old man in Taoist robes. He was the elder of the Yin and Yang Sect who besieged and killed Wang Rui in the valley of the capital.

His name is Zeng Taihe, and he is the seventh elder in the Yin and Yang Sect.

Since the last attack on the Wang family was revealed, as a participant, the Yin Yang Sect has also been angered by the Wang family.

Affected by the assassination incident, the Yin-Yang Sect's business in the capital plummeted. Many groups that had long-term cooperation would rather pay liquidated damages than continue to cooperate with the Yin-Yang Sect.

Especially after the Xishan sword debate, the Wang family won three hundred spirit stones from the Yin-Yang Sect in one go, which made the Yin-Yang Sect master's heart bleed.

Therefore, the unlucky Zeng Taihe became a punching bag, and was sent to Longcheng in one fell swoop to serve as the person in charge of a small gambling stall.

The frustration in this can be imagined.

But what he didn't expect was that he would meet Ye Xiao again in Dragon City.

A month ago, the scene where Ye Xiao stepped on the ancestor of the Han family left a deep shadow on Zeng Taihe.

So much so that his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

"Hey, what's wrong, old man? Keep registering!" A young man from a noble family next to him urged impatiently.

"Get out!" Zeng Taihe glared at him, and an aura of late-stage Jindan was released unabashedly.

"ah!"

Only a scream was heard.

The young man from an aristocratic family's legs weakened, and he immediately fell to his knees with a pale face.

He is just an ordinary person who followed his family elders to see the world. He has never felt the pressure of a master in the Golden Core stage.

Zeng Taihe was worthy of being a master of the late Jindan period. He was full of pressure and pressure, and all of it was poured into this young master.

The young master from an aristocratic family who was extremely arrogant just now felt a warmth coming from his crotch, and then a smell of urine spread around him.

People around him covered their noses and dispersed as if they were avoiding the plague.

The gambling stall that had been surrounded just now suddenly became a large area of ​​space. Everyone's attention was attracted to the young master from aristocratic family who was lying limply on the ground.

"Look, someone is incontinent."

"It stinks. Isn't this the eldest young master of the Gan family? It's so embarrassing."

"I heard that if you do too much of that, your prostate will easily lose control."

"Which one are you talking about?"

…

Many people who joined in the fun gossiped.

"Can I still buy it?" Ye Xiao frowned, the waiting time was a bit long.

He took out his cell phone and checked the time.

There were still fifteen minutes before the duel started, and he was indeed in a hurry.

Hearing Ye Xiao's question, Elder Zeng couldn't help but trembled, and hurriedly put on a nod and bowed look and said: "Of course you can buy it. However, senior, I would like to remind you that according to internal information, that Ye Xiao has no

He's a cultivator. If you buy him to win, senior, it's like throwing money into water. I advise you to think about it again."

This is not because Zeng Taihe is kind-hearted, but because he is really worried that if the senior loses money and gets angry, his life may be decided here.
Chapter completed!