He simply asked someone to bring a chair over, and sat down very leisurely, with an extremely lazy posture.

Xuanyuan Hong's heart hung in the air.

What does this uncle want to do?

"Third Elder, how about we make a bet?" Xuanyuan Yu's big slender hand rested on the edge of the chair, and his middle finger tapped gently, both rhythmically.

"What...... What bet? Xuanyuan Hong's heart suddenly had a bad premonition, and he stretched out a hand and wiped the cold sweat from the corner of his forehead.

The corners of Xuanyuan Yu's lips hooked up an extremely evil arc, and said, "Have you heard of that legend, above the nine heavens, there is a sun god, and only the true blood descendants of the sun god can live forever in the blazing flames. ”

"I've heard of it." Xuanyuan Hong's eyes flashed with suspicion, "What is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doing with this?" ”

Xuanyuan Yu turned his head and stared at Xuanyuan Hong fixedly, his eyes like black holes crossed an extremely sharp color, and said, "You say, such a big fire, if Luo'er can still come out of it unharmed......"

"This can't be." Xuanyuan Hong vetoed without hesitation, "No mortal can survive that kind of flame. ”

The Xuanyuan clan practiced Jin Yuan.

Fire Gram Gold. The Golden Cultivator had an instinctive fear of flames.

The smile on the corner of Xuanyuan Yu's lips was even stronger, and he said, "This prince is saying, what if, if you don't understand, what if?" ”

Xuanyuan Hong's eyes crossed with a touch of respect, and his gaze drifted to the depths of the endless firmament, and said, "Only the true blood descendants of the Sun God can do it." ”

The treasure bone rune of the Xuanyuan clan is the silver moon.

The Xuanyuan clan in the heavenly realm is also an extremely powerful race, which lives on the moon.

But how can the moon compete with the sun?

The Silver Moon Golden Yuan Emperor Blood Clan, no matter how powerful it is, is inferior in front of the Radiant Sun Fire Emperor Blood Clan.

"However, Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the records on the Tian Yuan Continent about the blood clan of the Yao Sun Fire Yuan Emperor have long been extinct a thousand years ago." Xuanyuan Hong reminded, "A Ling Luo who happens to be a fire cultivator, don't bless her too much." ”

Xuanyuan Yu's beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed, and said, "It's just a gamble, what's the matter, don't the third elder dare?" ”

Xuanyuan Hong said extremely respectfully: "Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a nature, the old minister can only accompany him to the end." ”

"Good!" Xuanyuan Yu slapped the case, and a dazzling light burst out of his eyes like a black hole, "That prince bets that Luo'er is a true blood descendant of the sun god, and can come out of this sea of fire safely!" ”

Xuanyuan Hong's eyes narrowed, his face was not smiling, and he said: "Then your subordinates will bet, the blood of Emperor Yao Sun Huo Yuan has long been extinct in the world, and Ling Luo will definitely be buried in the sea of fire." ”

"Huh." Xuanyuan Yu sneered, and a deadly whirlpool swirled in his eyes like black holes, "You're doomed." ”

Xuanyuan Hong raised his eyebrows, a hint of narrowness crossed his eyes, and said, "If His Majesty happens to win, can His Royal Highness the Crown Prince agree to one thing?" ”

"Oh? Tell me about something. Xuanyuan Yu's expression was extremely lazy and relaxed.

Xuanyuan Hong's eyes lit up, and he said, "If Your Majesty wins, can you ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to meet the Lord of Yangyue?" ”

"Yes, no problem." The corners of Xuanyuan Yu's lips hooked slightly, and the end of his voice was meaningful, "If Prince Ben wins, what will you do?" ”