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Chapter Nine Betting

"Bring it here, hehe... Marching Pill, Black Gold Dagger, I think I've shed a lot of blood right now." Dongfang Shenyong grabbed the pill and the dagger, and was overjoyed. He walked towards the kitchen in three steps and two steps.

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"Elder brother is simply a robber, huh! Poor my Marching Pill." Ouyang Qingqi said heartbrokenly, "That Marching Pill cost me more than three months of hard work, ugh!"

"Come on, Second Brother, at least your elixir is not of much use to you anymore, and it can be re-refined as long as the raw materials are found. As for me, my black-gold dagger is something I have just learned to refine, using the very rare black gold.

The first weapon made with Zi Yawu, it is my hard work. If it is taken outside, it will definitely be priceless. Oh, my sword, no, I must make a new bet next time to get it from my senior brother.

Win it back." Chu Sifeng said even more heartbroken.

At this time, Zheng Zinuo had just washed his hands and served some rice. He was going to take some food and go back to the room to eat and rest. He was unaware of the betting incident happening outside.

Seeing Zheng Zinuo picking up some food and getting ready to go back to the room, Dongfang Shenyong came over and said with a smile: "Junior brother, you really surprised me. Originally, I estimated that you would arrive at noon at the earliest (two o'clock in the afternoon).

), but now you are back just after noon, and you don’t seem to be as tired as we thought, tell me how you did it, senior brother?”

"Haha..." Zheng Zinuo still liked this senior brother who sincerely helped him. He smiled and replied, "Senior brother, I'm hungry and thirsty now. I'll drink some water first and then finish eating."

Can I tell you?"

"Oh, yes, of course your health is important. You eat first, and then take a bath after eating. I will help you boil water." Dongfang Shenyong said, obviously he won the bet, and he was in a very happy mood.

"Okay, I'll excuse you, senior brother. I'll eat here. After I'm done, I'll take a shower." Zheng Zinuo said directly without being polite.

After a while, Zheng Zinuo wolfed down the food. He had just moved the tree while practicing the Soul Ascension Technique, but he didn't feel any hunger yet. Now that he was free, he suddenly felt hungry and ate it all at once.

Two big bowls of rice.

At this time, Dongfang Shenyong had just put the water into the pot and boiled it. Zheng Zinuo playfully touched his belly and said: "I feel full now, I feel much better, haha..."

"Well, just eat enough. Are you tired?" Dongfang Shenyong asked.

"Of course, I'm so tired that I can't even get up. My whole body is still sore and unbearable. And look at the palms of my hands, there are blood blisters everywhere." Zheng Zinuo said, he was afraid that Dongfang Shenyong would find out that he had practiced the Soul Ascension Technique.

Therefore, he deliberately exaggerated his physical condition.

"Well, it seems that you usually exercise, right? Otherwise, a kid as old as you, and the martial arts spirit has just been awakened, would go to such a heavy training, let alone dragging such a big tree back.

I guess even after I asked you to cut down this big tree, you were already too tired to move. How can you be so energetic now and eat two bowls of rice, haha..." Dongfang Shenyong said.

"Oh, yes... yes, I often exercise with my father and my elder brother at home." Zheng Zinuo replied nervously, for fear of accidentally revealing something. After all, he also knew that to

If it weren't for Feng Ziyan teaching her the powerful Soul Ascension Technique, it would probably be like Dongfang Shenyong said, even this big tree could not be cut down.

"No wonder, I know that you are definitely not simple, little junior brother." Dongfang Shenyong praised, "They all had to bet with me, so they all lost." After saying that, he took out a shiny black dagger.
Chapter completed!
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