Han Feng's eyes lit up, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he walked over with a smile, came to his back, and put a hand on his shoulder.
Long Zhanye was startled, and quickly turned around and saw Han Feng looking at him with a smile. His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately reacted and shouted: "Junior Brother Han, you are here too, what a coincidence!"
"Stop talking nonsense and fulfill your bet!" Han Feng waved his hand and glared.
"I originally planned to make a special trip to the Northern Spirit Talisman Hall to find you after the competition. Since we met today, I'll give it to you." Long Zhanye said.
Han Feng didn't care whether what he said was true or false. Anyway, after meeting him this time, he had to fulfill the bet first.
Long Zhanye looked slightly unnatural as he took out two space storage bags and handed them to Han Feng.
Han Feng took it with a smile, spread out his soul power and swept it away. As expected, there were nearly two million spirit stones inside. Counting the value of two space storage bags, it was not lacking at all. He couldn't help but patted his shoulder and praised. : "The gambling products are good, keep up the good work!"
When Long Zhanye heard this, a bitter look appeared on his face. Because of Han Feng's bet, almost all of his profits during this period had been given to Han Feng, which was equivalent to working for Han Feng in vain.
"Junior Brother Han, where's the bet?" Long Zhanye said angrily.
"Oh, I almost forgot, here it is!" Han Feng suddenly understood. After putting away the two million spirit stones, he took out the bet and threw it to the other party.
"We're settled, see you later!" Long Zhanye opened it, checked it was correct, put it in his bag, and after saying this, hurried out.
"Hey, why are you in such a hurry? You don't want to sell me any more bets?" Han Feng shouted.
"I'm anxious to take on the challenge. My opponent is the ice and snow beauty from the Murong family. It's a lot of pressure!" Long Zhanye responded.
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the Tao Zhan Monument again. Sure enough, the third line on it said Murong Xue versus Long Zhan Ye, shining brightly and dazzlingly.
"So this guy has also entered the top ten, but I was wrong!" Han Feng muttered secretly, then thought about it, and instead of going back to the northern building complex, he rushed to the No. 4 arena where the two of them were fighting.
When he arrived there, the place was already crowded, and he had to stand outside, a hundred feet away from the pit. Originally, with his status, there was no problem in pushing to the front, but he didn't want to stand out so much, so it was better to keep a low profile. What's more, when the battle begins, the surrounding light curtains will reflect the fighting mirror image inside, which can be broadcast live almost in real time, which is almost as good as being there.
Not long after, Murong Xue also flew over from a distance. She was still extremely beautiful, flying like a banished fairy. She arrived in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, she passed through the invisible barrier and fell into the big pit, disappearing. No trace.
Not only were a large number of male monks stunned, but even some female monks fell into a state of trance. This shows how much Murong Xue's beauty has reached. It is definitely a disaster.
Han Feng blinked his eyes and saw not only Murong Xue's beauty, but also her vitality, which seemed to have improved her cultivation.
Just as he was thinking secretly, a young monk wearing a blue robe suddenly appeared behind him. He had a handsome face and regular features, and he could be considered a handsome man. The man whispered to him: "Junior Brother Han, Elder Qiu invites you!"
Han Feng noticed the appearance of this man early on and originally thought he was here to sell bets. After all, in this venue, in addition to Long Zhanye, there are many disciples who are also doing this business secretly. Of course he can do it. The monks in this business all have some background, otherwise it would be difficult to gain the trust of others.
But what he never expected was that this guy was sent by the enemy woman.
His thoughts were spinning and he fell into silence.
The young monk in blue robe remained motionless, seemingly in no hurry, waiting for Han Feng's reply. In other words, he was sure that Han Feng would agree to go with him.
As expected, Han Feng nodded.
"Please come this way!" The blue-robed monk's expression did not change at all. He stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, then turned around and led the way.
The blue-robed monk seemed to be walking slowly and tepidly, but in fact, each step could span more than ten feet, perfectly avoiding the monks walking on the road.
Han Feng frowned slightly as he looked at his movements, thinking to himself that this guy was at least a genius. The enemy's power was really great, and he could control these masters one after another.
He then thought about it and realized that this was a normal thing. After all, the enemy had a person in the Dan-forming realm. As one of the eight ancestors of the Sanye Sect, there would naturally be a large number of monks attached to the enemy, and that The enemy woman is a direct descendant of the family and has a high level of cultivation. It is normal for her to be able to control them.
While Han Feng was thinking, he unknowingly followed the blue-robed monk to the eastern edge of the Dao War Valley, which was already under the foothills of the mountain.
He raised his head and looked around, and suddenly found that this was the place where he had been waiting to rest. However, since he defeated Mangliu, he had been taken to the spiritual cave of the northern building complex by the two elders Mu Diao, and he had not come there. Passed here.
Going up from here is the place where the enemy woman had a secret conversation with Mang Liu a few days ago.
"Did she notice something? How did she invite me here by such a coincidence?" Han Feng muttered secretly.
"Junior Brother Han, you can just walk straight into this jungle. Elder Qiu is waiting for you inside!" When the blue-robed monk came to the edge of the jungle at the foot of the mountain, he stopped and turned to face Han Feng and said.
Han Feng nodded to him and secretly stepped into the jungle with vigilance. After a while, dozens of feet deep into the jungle, he saw a beautiful and refined woman standing quietly in a small open space through the gaps between the branches and leaves. It is full of withered leaves, light yellow and light yellow, spread in a thick layer.
Han Feng walked over and stepped on the ground paved with dead leaves, making crunching sounds from time to time.
The enemy woman suddenly turned around, her eyes glowing with dazzling crystal light, she looked at Han Feng and asked coldly: "Han Feng, did you kill Qiu Tianyi?"
When Han Feng first saw her gaze, he couldn't help but froze. His mind was in chaos, as if he was trapped in a maze, and his mind became unclear. Then a seductive voice sounded in his subconscious, which was the voice of the enemy woman. Although the words she spoke were very harsh, they sounded as sweet and sweet as the sounds of nature in his ears. He almost answered subconsciously, but fortunately, a little white light suddenly lit up in the back of his mind, which immediately woke him up from the confusion. , a cold sweat broke out on his back, he quickly corrected the words that came to his mouth, and said concisely and forcefully: "No!"
