You NPC, why don't you act according to the script, you are shocked and then admired......

Fang Leng's heart almost collapsed, it was cold, it was cold, my life was resting!

Fang Leng really felt that he was going to fall to death, but when he was grounded, he didn't feel much impact, but fell to the ground very smoothly.

Well, Newton said that he can't control the affairs of the immortal cultivation world.

At this time, Yan Ran also fell beside him, with an evil smile on his face, he looked at Fang Leng, who was pale, and said, "What, do you feel your insignificance now?" ”

Fang Leng was still a little unstable now, it should have been Yan Ran secretly casting a spell, and he didn't fall to death when he landed, but Fang Leng himself still had that sense of weightlessness, when that force disappeared, Fang Leng couldn't help but weaken his feet, and he fell to the ground.

Yan Ran laughed, looking at Fang Leng's embarrassed appearance, and mocked mercilessly: "Just like you, how can you make the sky can't cover your eyes, and the earth can't be bigger than your heart?" It's just that the heart is higher than the sky, and the life is thinner than paper! ”

Fang Leng gritted his teeth and stood up, patted the dust behind his buttocks, and looked at Yan Ran coldly. Unexpectedly, he would be insulted like this by an NPC one day, but he was really powerless, the gap in strength was too big, and Fang Leng didn't have the ability to resist at all.

Yan Ran looked at Fang Leng's hateful eyes, but he didn't care at all, instead sneered: "If you weren't Yaoguang's disciple, just with your eyes, I would be enough to kill you a hundred times!" ”

"Oh, so you came to me to be angry because you couldn't beat my master? There is a great man who said well, the brave are angry, and they will swing their swords at the stronger, and the cowardly are angry, so they will wave their swords at the weaker, so you don't dare to offend my master, you only dare to ask me to be angry, although your strength is much stronger than mine, but your essence, isn't it an ant? ”

Shi can be killed, not humiliated, although Fang Leng really wants to live in the troubled times, but he is not a dog, he only knows how to clamp his tail and bark a few times when he is beaten, he will at least fight back, since he can't attack physically, then use words!

His words were indeed effective, Yan Ran was originally looking at Fang Leng's jokes, and suddenly he couldn't laugh when he smiled, so angry!

However, Yan Ran really didn't dare to let the other party snub the killer.

"Hmph, it's just a matter of tongue! The deity doesn't go around the bend with you much, leave Tang Ning'er, you don't deserve her. ”

Yan Ran said with a cold face, she was in no mood to laugh now.

Fang Leng looked at her like this, but smiled and said, "What if I say I don't want to?" People are equal, as long as the two are happy, what is there to say that they are not worthy? ”

"Hehe, who told you that people are equal? Some people are born to be princes and generals, some people are destined to be just peddlers and pawns, some people can get a glimpse of the fairy road, and some people can only be dusty for a hundred years, this world, there is never any equality, although you are a saint disciple, but with your qualifications, at most into the realm of mortality, and Ning'er is the most promising person to become a god for thousands of years, you return to the dust after a few hundred years, Ning'er can glimpse the avenue, how can you be worthy of her? ”

Yan Ran looked unattainable, Fang Leng couldn't help laughing, and said: "Thirty years in Hexi, thirty years in Hedong, don't bully young people to be poor!" ”

Oops, after all, this line was still used, and Fang Leng felt for the first time that this line was really burning.

Yan Ran sneered and said, "Don't say thirty years, give you three hundred years, and you won't be able to transcend the saint." ”

"Shall we make a bet, then? If I can't become an extraordinary saint in 30 years, I will go to Miaojiang from the border of Miaojiang to meet you and respect you as the Lord. ”

When Fang Leng said this condition, Yan Ran was also stunned,, this kid is really not afraid of death, thirty years of transcendent sainthood, I'm afraid he is living in a dream!

Yan Ran was a little afraid to agree, she was not afraid of Fang Leng, but the Yaoguang behind Fang Leng was a little difficult, if Fang Leng really knelt three times and knocked nine times one day, Yaoguang was afraid that she would have to tear down her Miao Jiang.

Those who wear shoes are afraid of bare feet, otherwise they are also in the holy realm, and Yan Ran also has his own hole cards, so he will not be afraid of Yaoguang.

Yan Ran was about to refuse, but heard Fang Leng say: "If I win, I don't want you to recognize me as the master, you just kneel in front of me and say, 'Master, the slave family knows that it is wrong', how about it?" ”

After Fang Leng said this, the air around him became a little colder, and Yan Ran said murderously: "Do you really think that Yaoguang protects you, and you are lawless?" ”

Fang Leng didn't doubt that she might kill him directly in the next second, but Yan Ran just said coldly: "Your gambling contract, the deity took it, and the deity wants to see you, how to kneel three times and knock nine times, come to my Miaojiang Holy Maiden Temple!" ”

Yan Ran was really angry, even if Fang Leng was Yaoguang's only personal disciple, if Fang Leng lost, Yan Ran would definitely let him practice the gambling contract.

Yan Ran didn't think she would lose at all, after all, how could there be a person who had been transcendent for thirty years?

She didn't want to face Fang Leng anymore, so she jumped into the sky, leaving only one sentence echoing in the air: "The deity and your gambling contract will take effect on the same day, and the emperor and heaven will learn from it, if there is a breach of contract, heaven and earth will abandon it!" ”

After Yan Ran finished speaking, a thunderclap suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, although Yan Ran was not canonized, he was already a cultivator of the saint realm, as soon as he said it, heaven and earth felt it, now, even if Yaoguang wanted to stop Fang Leng, it was impossible.

But Fang Leng just smiled.

According to the common sense of NPCs, it is also very difficult to cultivate immortals to the top level in a hundred years, you need to be talented and intelligent, more people, it is impossible to touch the threshold of the avenue, no matter how many years you have cultivated immortals, it is useless, cultivating immortals does not depend on time to boil out,

However, Fang Leng smiled, have you ever seen that you can't reach the top level of the first stage after playing games for thirty years?

According to the game progress planned by Fang Lengdang, at most ten years, most players can be upgraded to level ninety.

So, how do you lose a 30-year bet?

Both sides feel that they are sure to win, because each has its own thing that sticks to the right.

However, Yan Ran was carried away by anger in the end, and the bet with Fang Leng had no benefit at all, if she won, she would set up a big enemy, and if she lost, she probably wouldn't have the face to live in this world anymore.

This bet is harmful to both sides, even if Fang Leng wins at that time, that is, if he takes a breath, it will attract a big enemy, he can't kill all the people in Miao Jiang, but the people in Miao Jiang are very vindictive, once something like that happens, the two sides will definitely be endless.

But so what, in life, it is impossible to be thoughtful about everything, and swallow your anger for the sake of the overall situation? How boring it is to be alive!

I won't talk much about anything else, but I'm going to farm more monsters recently......