Bai Yuelu is silent and calm most of the time, not attracting much attention, but when a city is used as a bet, this calmness often makes people feel unpredictable.
"What follows..." He looked at Bai Yuelu and said.
But as soon as he uttered three words, he was interrupted by Bai Yue's voice.
"It's just a gambling fight. I don't need to know your name, and you don't need to know mine." Bai Yuelu looked at him calmly and said.
"That's right."
The white-clothed priest was startled for a moment, then laughed and said, "Sometimes names can also let opponents know useful information."
"Since this person proposed the bet, he must have been prepared for it." Similarly, the smile of this white-clothed priest also made most people of the Xiaba tribe feel incomprehensible.
A high-ranking general of the Xiaba tribe whispered in his ear: "She doesn't know much about this Southern Dynasty woman, so why did she dare to directly agree like this? Do you think... this Southern Dynasty woman really wins?"
"Lin Yi owns the entire sword pavilion. Since he joined the party first and only brought a few people with him, then the people around him are naturally not ordinary people." This senior general of the Xiaba tribe was not worried at all.
"What's more, since this Southern Dynasty woman took the initiative to ask for help, it means that no matter what, she has already thought of a countermeasure."
The Xiaba cultivator was stunned, and immediately realized that the outcome of this gambling battle was not the most critical aspect.
"Who do you think she looks like?"
The high-ranking general of the Xiaba tribe said softly at this time.
The Xiaba cultivator was a little confused for a moment. When he turned to look at the high-ranking Xiaba general, he found that the Xiaba senior general was looking at Xiaba Ying with some emotion. He immediately realized that Bai Yuelu
Although this Southern Dynasty woman was not as arrogant as Xia Ba Ying most of the time, he also felt inexplicably that Bai Yuelu's temperament seemed to have many similarities with Xia Ba Ying's.
"How can anyone be an ordinary person who can make people feel like this?" The senior general of the Xiaba tribe said softly to himself.
"Then start now?"
The priest in white still had a gentle smile on his face, but Bai Yuelu's unpredictability made him feel inexplicably uneasy and had a very uncomfortable feeling, "Should you start first or should we start first?"
"Whatever." Bai Yueluyun said calmly.
The white-clothed priest raised his eyebrows slightly, and finally a look of displeasure appeared on his face.
Bai Yuelu didn't appear rude, but she was too dismissive towards him after all. The priest of the Tuoba clan was an extremely noble figure in the Tuoba clan and even the party, but Bai Yuelu seemed to be too lazy to look at him.
He sneered in his heart.
In his opinion, Bai Yuelu was like a proud peacock.
But for him, the more proud the peacock is, the more he will trample on her dignity. This process of trampling and the fear and pleading look of the peacock whose feathers were plucked out in the end can bring him
A great pleasure.
He secretly made up his mind that when he dealt with this Xiaba coalition, he would get this Southern Dynasty woman over and humiliate her arbitrarily. When the time comes, she would be turned into a slave girl, and she would even be rewarded and humiliated by his subordinates.
In this state of mind, he was unwilling to talk to Bai Yuelu, so he nodded to a short and fat practitioner next to him and said, "Show her your hand."
This short and fat cultivator is wearing ordinary cloth and is also dressed as an ordinary caravan. His facial features are also very ordinary, no different from ordinary Dangxiang men. However, his complexion is not the usual purple-black color of Dangxiang men, but a strange light golden color.
, it looks like it has been smeared with gold powder.
The short, fat cultivator put his hands on his chest. When he heard what the white-robed priest said, he suddenly smiled sinisterly and suddenly separated his hands.
When he separated his hands, everyone suddenly discovered that the sleeves of his hands were wider than ordinary people's sleeves. His hands were trapped in them, but they could not be seen at all.
A vague but not overbearing true energy aura expanded around his body. The pale golden color on his face quickly faded, but in his hands and sleeves, there was a pale golden color.
The light flickers and the stars gather together, like many fireflies about to fly out of his sleeves on a summer night.
Chi chi chi chi…
Dozens of sharp wind sounds suddenly sounded from his sleeves, and dozens of thin golden threads suddenly appeared less than seven feet in front of Bai Yuelu.
This golden thread is not real, but it shines with a cold light like gold and iron, giving people the feeling that if it falls on Bai Yuelu's body, Bai Yuelu will be cut into pieces by these golden threads in an instant.
Bai Yuelu still stood calmly. She looked at the golden threads that suddenly appeared in front of her without moving. However, a Xiaba cultivator beside her suddenly sneered heavily and reached out to pat them.
There was a loud bang, and a stream of black light rushed towards these golden threads. These golden threads suddenly shattered, but the stream of light flew forward for several feet, then stopped quietly, shaking out more than ten spindles.
The dark shadow then quietly disappeared into the black light.
"oh?"
The white-clothed priest looked at these black shadows that quickly disappeared like spindles, and seemed a little surprised, but then he smiled slightly, looked at the Xiaba practitioner who took action, and said: "The Mobei Tuojia Sect of the Northern Wei Dynasty,
I heard that it was exterminated thirty years ago, but I didn’t expect that there are still descendants who have passed it down?”
The Xiaba cultivator was a middle-aged man, wearing the scarlet robe of the Xiaba tribe. He originally had a sneer on his face, but when he suddenly heard these words, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed, and he became very angry.
Sheng, the flesh and blood on his forehead suddenly twisted, the blood veins inside were slightly bulging, and there was a faint iron-colored light. Looking from a distance, it looked like an iron plate engraved with strange patterns was about to emerge from his forehead.
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Seeing the strange pattern appearing on the forehead of this Sherba cultivator, the white-clothed priest was not shocked. Instead, he was in a good mood. He smiled slightly and did not ask the Sherba cultivator if he was right. He just looked at Bai Yuelu in a blink of an eye.
, some joked: "How?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on Bai Yuelu.
Bai Yuelu still had an unfazed expression. Her eyes moved away from the sleeves of the short and fat cultivator slowly, and then slowly fell on the face of the short and fat cultivator: "
Do you hold a piece of jade in each of your hands?"
The short, fat cultivator's expression suddenly changed.
The white-robed priest took a breath, and the smile on his face suddenly stiffened.
No one spoke for a while.
After several breaths of time, a Tuoba general outside the venue couldn't hold himself back and shouted loudly: "If you want to guess the origin, just guess. How can you ask someone like this? If you want to ask, why not just ask them directly.
Master’s door?”
Bai Yuelu wasn't angry either. Instead, she laughed. She looked at the priest in white and said, "Jinfeng Yulu, this sect's reputation is not very good."
Hearing the words "Golden Wind and Jade Dew", the white-clothed priest's face turned completely gloomy, but the short and fat cultivator's hands began to tremble slightly, and the aura on his body was shaking.
Looking at the faces of these two people, all the people in the Xiaba tribe's envoy around them understood that Bai Yuelu was obviously right, and bursts of cheers suddenly sounded, accompanied by ridicule and sarcasm, "Why, you guessed it right and you can't help but kill someone?"
Is it possible to silence them?”
"Why don't we simply tell you why this sect has such a bad reputation?"
"Golden Wind and Jade Dew?" Among the Xiaba tribe's envoys, there were also well-informed people, and someone immediately remembered: "Is it a flower-picking thief from the Yuquan Sect?"
Hearing such a voice, Bai Yuelu was noncommittal and didn't say much, but the voice naturally spread among the crowd. In just a moment, many people suddenly realized that looking at the trembling short and fat cultivator, everything was already in their eyes.