"Minister, I want thirty-eight."
As soon as this sentence was said, everyone present was stunned and could not react for a long time.
They naturally understood that this was what Xing Qi said, but they really couldn't figure out what thirty-eight meant.
"Little friend Xingqi, it's really interesting. I'll prepare a wheelchair for myself. Thirty-eight. It's really interesting."
Jin Yuanmiao Wu Zun looked at Minister Xu and said jokingly: "Brother Xu, you must be prepared.
In case little friend Xingqi comes out and doesn’t have a wheelchair. "
Lei Gang Wuzun also said honestly: "If thirty-eight wheelchairs are not enough, I can also help build them.
I once worked as a carpenter for a period of time, and my skills are still there. I can do it on site. Brother Xu, if you need anything, just let me know. "
Hearing this, the martial masters around him couldn't help but smile, and at the same time they were a little amused.
I don’t understand why Xingqi needs so many wheelchairs.
Minister Xu was stunned and remembered again that when Ye Ran left, he asked for the wheelchair he wanted, as well as the information he had received from him before.
The test jade gate left by Ta Tian Martial Lord was shattered...
"This kid, it's not like he really destroyed the Jade Gate, right? That would require more than 20 million combat power, this kid, damn it!"
Minister Xu was ecstatic, his old face even wrinkled with laughter.
the other side.
The old man in red from Tianbao Group frowned slightly. He and Xing Qi had been chatting for a long time before everyone came.
During the chat, it was clear that he was a very smart young man, so it was unlikely that he would do such a thing.
Unless there is some other deep meaning.
"Wheelchairs are either for yourself or for others. Thirty-seven are required before entering the tomb..."
The old man in red suddenly widened his eyes. Grandma has thirty-seven legs. Aren't those the same people who mocked Xing Qi before?
"Thirty-seven, not one is left behind, this guy really holds a grudge!"
The old man in red felt a slight toothache for a moment. It was really cruel. He hadn't even entered the inner tomb yet, and he had already arranged for a wheelchair in advance.
"The wheelchair is ready, and you are so confident, then the test Yumen won't be really shaken down by him, right?"
When the old man in red thought of this, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he turned to look at the other Martial Lords who were shaking their heads or talking to each other.
Pretending to be nonchalant, he said: "Everyone, I'm just waiting outside for nothing. Why don't you guess who will get the Mo Qilin horn inside?"
"Okay, but it's a bit boring without stakes."
Youwu Zun smiled.
"Then let's bet on a cloud flower."
The old man in red smiled and said: "A cloud flower is nothing to us, let's just place bets and have fun."
"A cloud flower, that's fine."
"I agree."
"I will place my bet first, Jin Wushuang from the Jin family."
One by one, the Martial Lords spoke.
Most of them are Jin Wushuang or other martial masters with a combat power of 15 million.
There was only one middle-aged Martial Lord who stared at the old man in red and said suspiciously: "Old man Lin, your Tianbao Group is too profitless to start early. You don't know who can securely hold the Mo Qilin Horn, do you?"
"How is it possible, old man, hahaha..."
The old man in red said, looking at the cloud flowers on the table, he couldn't help laughing.
The middle-aged Martial Lord was a little dumbfounded and immediately said: "I will vote with you, and I will vote for whoever you vote for."
The old man in red’s face fell, “You doubt my character, right? How could I be such a money-grubbing person?
In this case, to prove your innocence, I don't want this Yunxiao flower anymore. I cast the star to enlighten you, which is equivalent to giving it to you for free. "
Hearing this, the middle-aged Martial Lord hesitated for a moment and finally said: "Forget it, I'd better invest in Jin Wushuang."
The old man in red glanced at him calmly, "You brat, you're still too far behind to fight me."
On the other side, Wu Zun Jin Yuanmiao and Wu Zun Lei Gang were laughing at Minister Xu, laughing and talking to each other from time to time.
Minister Xu looked at them with a smile on his face.
The three of them were all laughing, and they didn't know what they were laughing at, which made the middle-aged man named He feel a little silent.
…
The tomb in the sky.
In front of the Jiuzhang Golden Bridge.
The energy and blood in Ye Ran's body gradually converged, and the roar of the dragon chanting beast behind him stopped. His expression was a little strange, and he looked at a half-step martial master from the Jin family.
"You just said that if this golden bridge has the unique golden key of the Tatian Martial Lord, you can ignore these puppets and pass directly?"
The half-step martial arts master from the Jin family was looking at the people crossing the Jin Bridge and talking to his companions.
When he heard this sentence, he turned around and glanced at Ye Ran, and said with a smile: "Why, Young Director Xingqi is so ignorant that he doesn't even know this?"
"It turns out that the key is used here, so don't worry."
Ye Ran murmured in his heart, first go outside to find Mo Qilin's blood, and then come back to get the Mo Qilin horn after it's done.
This way you can maximize your time and harvest other treasures in the Tomb of Tatian.
Otherwise, if we beat these guys down now, without the Mo Qilin horn hanging them, they will definitely enter the inner tomb to fight for other treasures.
"Just let these guys look at the door for a while, they won't be able to get in anyway."
Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "Zhang Yun, let's go back."
When the wheelchair was halfway turning, Ye Ran thought of something, turned back to look at the Jin Family Half-Step Martial Master, and said with a smile.
"By the way, for the sake of my good mood now, your wheelchair will be reduced to half."
After the words fell, he turned and left.
"What?"
The half-step warrior from the Jin family frowned and didn't understand a bit, but he didn't think much about it and continued talking to his companions.
After leaving Jiuzhang Jinqiao, Ye Ran went to the first tomb in the inner tomb of Tatian.
Mo Qilin's blood is in this first tomb.
In other ordinary tombs, Mo Qilin's blood is rarely seen. Even if it is found, the quantity is very small. The real big head is in the first tomb.
In front of the first tomb, the stone door was closed, and there was no one around.
Ye Ran came closer, took out the golden key and tried it.
The stone door was closed tightly, and there was no response.
Seeing this, he shook his head and put away the golden key. Sure enough, this key was not omnipotent.
The first tomb chamber is the same as the outer tomb. It also needs to collect enough key fragments to open it.
"Zhang Yun, let's go."
Ye Ran was a little regretful. It seemed like it would take some effort, but Mo Qilin's blood had to be obtained. It would be great if someone could help him.
While thinking.
A figure shot out suddenly, but before it could escape far, a giant purple thunder hand came after him with lightning, and then struck suddenly.
The figure was struck to the ground as if struck by lightning.
On the ground, a middle-aged man with blood on his face struggled to get up. A fat old man came over and took off his space ring.
"Lei...Lei Chunyang, why do you take, take my treasure..."
There was anger in the middle-aged man's weak voice.
"I saw it, so of course it belongs to me."
The fat old man from the Lei family sneered, "What, you don't accept it?"
"you……"
The middle-aged man's face was ashen and he did not dare to say anything. He could only drag his seriously injured body and leave quickly.
"Huh, what a waste."
Lei Chunyang sneered, then with a look of pride on his fat face, he put several wooden boxes and a key fragment into his space ring.
At this moment, a young man's voice suddenly came from the side and swallowed his saliva.
"This space ring of yours is so beautiful."
