When Lin Xuan saw the strange expression on the Antarctic Immortal, he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.
Lin Xuan took a deep breath, pretended to be calm, and then said to the Antarctic Immortal:
"I dare to ask...how to fight this literary fight?"
After hearing this, the Antarctic Immortal smiled and said:
"Fellow Daoist chose literary fighting, which is beyond my expectation... Fighting with martial arts is a matter of life and death, but it seems a bit inferior. Wen fighting is a matter of life and death, but it seems more elegant."
"The so-called literary fight is not like this. With the strength of the three of us, we will set up three gambling games. A best-of-three game system. If my fellow Taoist wins, the three of us will die and our soul will be on the list of gods."
"If I win, the life and death of my fellow Taoist will be decided by the three of me. Fellow Taoist, do you understand?"
The Antarctic Immortal briefly introduced the rules, and then looked at Lin Xuan with a smile in his eyes.
Lin Xuan's eyes widened.
Mine™!
Why didn't this Antarctic Immortal play his cards according to the routine? In the last sentence, shouldn't he ask, "What do fellow Taoists think?"
Why do you just say "Fellow Taoist, do you understand?"
How do you talk about this? A young crosstalk actor from Deyun Society in the prehistoric version?
"Life or death, it's not good..."
Lin Xuan still wanted to struggle.
"If fellow Taoist is unwilling to fight with words, then the only option is to fight with force! Take action, fellow Taoist!"
The Antarctic Immortal took a deep breath, a look of determination suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he spoke to Lin Xuan.
Fight! Second Austrian!
Lin Xuan suddenly felt short of breath. If he had the ability to fight, he wouldn't directly kill these three stooges!
At that moment, Lin Xuan hurriedly shook his head and said:
"Wen Dou! Wen Dou! Well done Wen Dou!"
It’s not Lin Xuan’s fault.
Whether it is a literary fight or a physical fight, in Lin Xuan's opinion, it is the difference between dying later and dying early.
Naturally, Lin Xuan could only choose to die later.
If he chooses to fight by force, wouldn’t he, a mortal like himself, have to meet the Lord of Hell in the next second?
Therefore, for Lin Xuan, the only choice is Wen Dou... In fact, there is no choice at all!
As Lin Xuan agreed, the surrounding laws stirred up, and light suddenly rose up in the void.
In an instant, it condensed into a decree.
Slowly it fell into the hands of the Antarctic Immortal.
"Okay! Fellow Taoist, open up!"
The Antarctic Immortal nodded.
Seeing Lin Xuan's puzzled expression, the Antarctic Immortal raised the decree in his hand and said:
"In order to prevent me from going back on my word midway, I used the power of the Heavenly Saint to draw up the contract decree. In this way, if my fellow Taoist refuses midway, the game will be considered lost... I used the power of the Heavenly Saint to condense this contract decree, and said If my friend changes his mind, the end result is that his body will perish and his soul will be on the list of gods. Of course, for the sake of fairness, if we change our mind and cheat, we will also be punished."
The Antarctic Immortal was smiling and looking quite happy. As for the Antarctic Immortal, he naturally hopes that Lin Xuan will choose Wen Dou. After all, in terms of martial arts...he couldn't even tell Lin Xuan's depth, for fear that something would go wrong.
When Lin Xuan heard this, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.
grass!
You're playing dirty!
How come I didn’t know that the Antarctic Immortal was a saint when I was watching The Romance of the Gods in my previous life? Is it that Fengshen Yanyi is wrong, or is this prehistoric world wrong?
Lin Xuan suddenly felt sad in his heart.
However, Lin Xuan had no choice. Since he agreed to the contract decree, he had no way out. What's more, even without this contract decree, Lin Xuan felt that he was no match for the three Antarctic Immortals.
Only Dabai stuck out his tongue and leaned at Lin Xuan's feet, as if he didn't care at all.
Because for Dabai, Lin Xuan is the supreme existence in his heart, and fighting with the three Antarctic Immortals is simply a matter of picking things up.
Dabai: "Forget it, let the master have fun! These three damn old men like to seek death. Am I still stopping them?"
"In this first fight, I should take the lead!"
The good corpse longevity star of the Antarctic Immortal took the lead to take a step forward and spoke to Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan nodded.
To him, doesn't it matter who comes first?
This big-headed Antarctic fairy is not a good guy!
The longevity star waved his right scepter, and a stream of light shone past.
The scepter suddenly turned into a table.
Then, the birthday girl moved the longevity peach in his left hand, and the longevity peach began to change...
"Swish, swish, swish!"
In an instant, three cups of tea appeared on the table.
"Two of these three cups of tea contain the mysterious law of life, which can absorb the longevity of immortals and gods. Once a fellow Taoist agrees to join the game, if he drinks it, even a strong saint will be invaded by its laws, and his life will eventually be lost. Perish, die physically.”
The birthday boy talked eloquently and explained to Lin Xuan.
saint? All die?
Lin Xuan suddenly felt a big headache and couldn't help but confirm again:
"Of these three cups of tea, two of them are enough to kill someone. Only one cup of tea is left to survive?"
The birthday boy touched his gray beard, nodded slowly, and said:
"That's right! That's exactly what it is!"
When the Antarctic Immortal and the Antarctic Immortal Emperor saw the birthday girl's confident look, their hearts suddenly fell to the ground.
This wave is stable.
"Fellow Taoist, let's start!"
The birthday boy pushed his right hand flat and made a "please" gesture.
Lin Xuan walked to the table and carefully looked at the three cups of tea on it.
Lin Xuan's brows condensed into the character "Chuan".
As Lin Xuan looked carefully at the three cups of tea on the table, he even cursed in his heart.
Mine™!
These three cups of tea are exactly the same, there is no difference at all!
How do I choose?
Lin Xuan suddenly felt like he was about to burst.
drag……
I'm going to delay it for one minute.
Lin Xuan took a deep breath and adopted the most inferior method.
Lin Xuan stared at the three cups of tea on the table.
Time passes bit by bit...
About half the time it takes to burn incense has passed.
The Antarctic Immortal couldn't help it anymore and said to Lin Xuan:
"Fellow Daoist, this literary fight is not without time. If you don't make a choice within an hour in this first game, then even if you delay on purpose and give up voluntarily, it will be considered a failure..."
The Antarctic Immortal sneered, showing the look of his conspiracy succeeding, and said to Lin Xuan.
Wang Defa!
Is this okay?
You guys set the rules, right?
Lin Xuan's eyes suddenly rolled up and he gave the Antarctic Immortal a white eye.
It seems...the dragging technique is not successful either...
No, I have to find a way... I can't let my four beautiful wives become widows...
Lin Xuan took a deep breath, and then slowly stretched out a hand towards the teacup on the far left.
At this time, although Lin Xuan reached for the tea cup, his eyes were always paying attention to the facial expression of the birthday boy...
