"Are you sure?"

Mu Tiantu almost couldn't bear it anymore.

It is a good thing to be courageous, especially if you are not afraid of fighting when facing the enemy, this kind of spirit is really good.

But a good spirit must be matched by strength.

Zhang Haoyu talked for a long time and finally revealed his purpose. As soon as he said the words, he was almost beaten, but Mu Tiantu stopped him with his eyes.

This is a love rival. Even if he is wishful thinking, he is a threat to Mu Tiantu.

There are many things that arise out of love and hate, and no one can guarantee what he will do in the future.

When facing such people, either warn them or directly kill them.

But Zhang Haoyu was from Zhengyang Ling Palace, so it would be unreasonable to kill him without making a big mistake.

What's more, he is not the only one who has ideas in Zhengyang Ling Palace, but he is just brave enough to do it.

"Sure."

Mu Tiantu's words were provocative, and even a man would not be able to endure them.

The affirmation was so firm and powerful that even Mu Tiantu sighed that he was brave enough.

But he didn't want to think about his tone. If it were him, he might not be able to bear it.

"this…."

Mu Tiantu agreed, and Zhang Haoyu had no objections either.

But this puts them elders in trouble.

Mu Tiantu is only the deacon of Zhengyang Spiritual Palace in name. In fact, he has nothing to do with Zhengyang Spiritual Palace.

Coming here is more like having fun, but Zhang Haoyu insisted on hitting the gun.

They wanted to stop him, but Mu Tiantu didn't give him a chance.

Zhang Haoyu's move was tantamount to seeking death. After all, it was easy for Mu Tiantu to kill him.

"fine."

"I'll pay attention."

It was already a wildfire, but Mu Tiantu actually added fuel to the fire.

What does it mean to pay attention? It is obvious that he does not regard Zhang Haoyu as his opponent.

It was unbearable, so he decided to make Mu Tiantu suffer a little.

Of course, the most important thing is to let Yu Ningyue see his face clearly.

"Right?"

"I personally like to bet a bit more."

"I wonder if Senior Brother Zhang has any treasure?"

I was originally planning to go to the Shenwu Hall, where the sect disciples competed.

But suddenly Mu Tiantu remembered something.

How could there be no stakes in a fight? He didn't want to end up half dead from exhaustion in a fight. He didn't want this kind of useless effort.

"master!"

As soon as Mu Tiantu finished speaking, two words suddenly popped out of Yu Ningyue's mouth next to her.

The people around her could hear the word "master" clearly. When Mu Tiantu heard the sound, he looked in the direction of her gaze.

A world-famous face, a long-lost face, the same appearance, the same smile, and the same breath.

Although it had been less than a month since he woke up from the dream, Mu Tiantu felt that there was a thousand years between them.

"I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate for the young master to bully a junior like this."

She was also very excited, but she knew her identity, and doing so would inevitably lead to criticism.

Mu Tiantu may not be afraid, but she is the supreme elder of the sect and has to take into account her identity in many things.

When she heard about the bet, she remembered the things in her dream, but she couldn't let him bully the disciples of her sect.

"I've met my uncle."

Feng Qianxue walked up to everyone, and the elders quickly saluted upon seeing this.

Although he didn't want to, Nalan Youyu still managed to speak.

As for Jiang Ling'er, she was already stunned on the spot because she didn't dare to look directly at Feng Qianxue's appearance.

It's not that she is ugly, but that she has unparalleled beauty, so beautiful that she feels ashamed.

But no one thought about it, except Mu Tiantu of course.

"Sister, why do you need to be so polite? When I meet you today, I realize why Mr. Mu has always been obsessed with you."

It was not stated clearly, and only Mu Tiantu knew the meaning of this sentence.

Because the one he loved most in the dream was Jiang Ling'er. Although he never said it explicitly, they all knew it.

Now that I see her, I finally understand that although her beauty is not as good as mine, she is still the most beautiful among mortals.

"Sister, I told you before."

He wanted to say senior, but he didn't want to be glared back by Feng Qianxue.

In the end, I could only say the word "sister", and at the same time said that I didn't dare to take it seriously.

"Okay, come with me."

"Why should Haoyu be like this?"

"There is no grass anywhere in the world. Ning Yue has a fate with him in the past life. Even if you fight for his head, it will not help."

She actually likes Zhang Haoyu. Of course, this is the kind of love an elder would have for a younger person.

He is hard-working, diligent, and motivated, and he also takes good care of his junior fellow students.

It can be said that he is the best candidate to be the next leader.

It's just a pity that he fell in love with Yu Ningyue, a woman who can never belong to him.

"Following the master's decree, this disciple must concentrate on cultivation from now on."

"But can you allow me to challenge you once so that I can give up my mind?"

He understood that Mu Tiantu actually didn't want to fight from the beginning to the end.

Because he knew that it was not necessary at all, and he did not want to humiliate himself by agreeing to it, but just wanted him to retreat in the face of difficulties.

As a cultivator, he understands what destiny is.

The fate is wonderful, but this kind of thing exists all the time, especially for those who cultivate immortality.

Fate is luck, and luck is fate.

Don't force it, don't get it by force, and don't rob it.

But he still couldn't let go. He thought clearly about where he was inferior.

Even though he and Yu Ningyue had a predestined relationship, he still wanted to be convinced by losing.

"Let's go."

"Just don't say I bullied you."

Mu Tiantu understood what he was thinking and asked Feng Qianxue to lead the way.

She wanted to retort, but seeing him following him seriously, Feng Qianxue could only lead the way with a small pout.

This scene happened to be seen by Nalan Youyu, and immediately some pictures appeared in his mind.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

She tried hard to convince herself along the way, but he found that it was impossible to convince him because she knew that expression too well.

If it were someone else, she would think it was normal. After all, it was okay for the little girl to be shy towards Mu Tiantu.

But who is Feng Qianxue? He is a monk who transforms into gods.

Not to mention his cultivation level, he is already over two hundred years old.

Would such a person be shy?

The only possibility is to face your sweetheart, otherwise your heart will definitely be colder than ice.

But unfortunately, she was definitely shy just now, even with a hint of helplessness, and at the same time, she was also pampering her sweetheart.

"What's impossible."

"You're not sick, are you?"

Her actions aroused Yu Ningyue's curiosity.
To be continued...