Chapter 1683 Appreciating the sword dance, cheating!
"Ding! Congratulations to the host! A god-level red envelope has exploded! Please click on it within one minute, and the red envelope will disappear after one minute!"
"Haha, you go on, I'll have some appetizers."
Ximen Hao picked up the wine glass and motioned to Yue Xin and Hua Xianzi who had stopped.
The two girls continued to play and dance, while Ximen Hao opened a wonderful red envelope.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, triggering the lottery roulette! Please click start within five seconds!"
"Dududu..."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host! You have drawn the key fragment of the sixth floor of the nine-story time tower!"
"Haha! Four of them!"
Ximen Hao was overjoyed. He still had two yuan left to open the sixth floor.
"Okay, it's your turn. Master Hao will tell you again, open the space treasure, and Master Hao will let you go."
With that said, he opened the seal of the last guard.
"Why should I trust you? If I open you..."
"Bang bang bang..."
Ximen Hao fired six more shots, knocking out the opponent's godhead instantly, but unfortunately he didn't get a red envelope.
"Hmph! What qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with Master Hao?"
As he said that, he threw out a god-level red envelope and threw it directly into the river, just like throwing a piece of garbage.
In the past, the God King stage godhead would have excited Ximen Hao for three days, but now it is just rubbish to him.
This time Yue Xin and Hua Xianzi did not pause and continued to perform the sword dance.
"Alas! It's just you, little prince. To tell you the truth, Master Hao has a way to open these space treasures, but there is a failure rate. At the same time, he also wants to give you a chance. Unfortunately, they don't cherish it, so it's just you.
oh."
Ximen Hao picked up Ling Yingjun's godhead and opened the seal.
"Who are you anyway?"
After Ling Yingjun could speak, he eagerly wanted to know who Ximen Hao was. Such a person could not be unknown!
Ximen Hao smiled faintly, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said with a smile:
"Let me introduce myself: I am Ximen Hao, the Lord of the Gods, a noble of Fan Shen Kingdom, and the city lord of Haotian City. Oh, by the way, I was only of the Gods during the audition, and I won the top three places."
"Explain the three best places: the first place in the first god period of auditions in history! The first place in history with the most heads! The youngest first place in history! Because I am only a hundred years old from my ascension to now!"
"However, now I have to add the 'most', the youngest city lord in history! Little prince, do you know Master Hao now? Do you still feel that you lost unjustly?"
This slut is afraid that others won't know about his awesome and glorious deeds.
Ling Yingjun was confused by Ximen Hao's series of self-introductions, but in a word, the other party was talking about how awesome and amazing he was!
"Okay, now open your space treasure, it seems to be these two pieces, right? Open it, Master Hao will spare your life."
Ximen Hao pushed two gemstone rings in front of Ling Yingjun's godhead, one ruby and one emerald, just the right combination of red and green.
"Why should I trust you? Do you think I am stupid?"
Of course Ling Yingjun is not stupid. When he is released from the recognition of his master, it is the time of his death, so why should he take advantage of Ximen Hao?
Of course, Ximen Hao will not kill Ling Yingjun easily. This is the young prince of Lingshen Kingdom. Even if the other party does not release the master, he will not kill him easily!
"This, is this okay?"
Ximen Hao waved his hand and took out a contract scroll, which was still a very simple contract scroll.
"are you serious?"
Ling Yingjun didn't expect Ximen Hao to be so happy, so happy that he couldn't believe it.
"Hahaha! Of course! Master Hao always keeps his word."
Ximen Hao said shamelessly.
"Okay! But you have to promise me that not only will you let me go, but none of you here can stop me, let alone harm me!"
Ling Yingjun decided to believe Ximen Hao once.
"Okay! I promise you, the four of us here will not take action against you!"
"And your puppets, and your clone!"
Ling Yingjun continued.
"No problem! My clones and puppets will not take action, and this snake is also included. Are you satisfied? If not, Master Hao will send you back to your hometown."
Ximen Hao patted Medusa on his waist, looking very sincere.
"Okay! I promise you! Sign the contract!"
Ling Yingjun finally agreed.
"good!"
Ximen Hao opened the contract scroll, bit his finger, and wrote the conditions he agreed to on it, but also added one: If Ling Yingjun doesn't cooperate, he will be killed! Then he dropped a drop of blood, and the contract was signed successfully.
"Okay, is it your turn?"
"good!"
Ling Yingjun said, his soul was released, and he released the identity of the two rings.
"Okay, can I leave now?"
"Don't worry, Master Hao, take a look at the contents inside first. Everything else is empty."
Ximen Hao recognized the owner of the two rings with blood, and then looked at them one by one.
It didn't matter when I looked at it, I immediately said: Damn it!
Two space rings, one ring with nothing in it, only divine stones! Countless divine stones! Hundreds of millions? Billions? Or tens of billions! Anyway, he was too lazy to count them.
The other one contains a large number of magical elixirs and various materials, and it seems that most of them are from the ruins!
There are also some artifacts, armors, etc., all of which are just debris.
However, what he is more concerned about is a communication token, which has the national emblem of the Spirit God Kingdom on it, and it is also a golden token, which should be used exclusively by the royal family.
With a thought in his heart, the token appeared in his hand.
"Young prince, are you talking to your royal brother?"
"Not bad! What? You want to talk to my royal brother? Also, can I leave?"
Ling Yingjun's godhead slowly floated up, and Ximen Hao did not stop him.
"Of course you can leave. Please invite me, young prince. Master Hao won't send you away."
Ximen Hao waved his hand.
"Humph! Farewell! I hope we have another chance to meet!"
Ling Yingjun's tone was full of threats. Anyway, the contract scroll was signed, so he had nothing to worry about.
"Haha, Master Hao, I believe we will meet soon."
Ximen Hao raised his wine glass and gestured, as if to say goodbye to the other party.
"I am also looking forward to it. Farewell!"
After Ling Yingjun finished speaking, he flew up and flew into the distance.
But at this moment, a black light suddenly flashed, and a handsome man with long black hair stopped Ling Yingjun's godhead.
"Ximen Hao! You broke the contract!"
Ling Yingjun was shocked. He really didn't expect Ximen Hao to break the contract.
"Destroy your paralysis! I am no longer in the contract!"
Mo Lin grabbed the godhead and laid a seal, controlling it so that the soul inside could not come out, but could speak.
"Master! Mo Lin has captured a godhead!"
"Oh? Bring it over quickly! Whose is it?"
Ximen Hao is just awesome.
The stiff ministers who were watching on the side wanted to tremble. Even Yue Xin and Hua Xianzi stopped. They wanted to see how shameless Ximen Hao could be!