Chapter 409: Master Slave (II)

Wu Luo nodded: "Let's write down the numbers to be selected separately, and ask the people from the Immortal and Demon Chamber of Commerce to announce them at the same time, how about it?"

"Okay!" Master Nu immediately agreed, he had long wanted to teach Wu Luo a lesson.

"This young man is too impulsive, and it is clearly a loss, alas, why bother. "There are old and serious people who secretly feel sorry for Wu Luo.

"This kid is crazy, how can he win the slave master?Is anyone opening a gambling game, I dare to bet a million bets on this kid to lose......" There is a self-righteous curse Wu Luo.

There are also people who are not used to the slave master: "The slave master's behavior in the past few years has been a bit unkind, it is time for someone to come out and teach him a lesson, but it's a pity...... Gambling on the "door" of the tree, I'm afraid that no one is his opponent. This young man is "quite good" and my mind, but he is a little overwhelmed. ”

Zu Qianqiu didn't know the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help but look at Liang Moyu, but the latter was an old god, and his heart moved: "Master Liang, do you think Mr. Wu can win?"

Ling Hugui also asked, "Hey, is it okay?"

Liang Moyu was very sure: "That minion is doomed." ”

Zu Qianqiu still didn't believe it, but it was not good to say it again. Ling Hugui had no scruples, and blurted out: "Why?" Liang Moyu sneered: "That kid Wuluo is 'treacherous' like a ghost, and he is not completely sure, can he make a bet with that minion?"

"Uh......" Wu Luo couldn't help but glance back at him, and Liang Moyu rolled his eyes: "Could it be that Liang is wrong?"

Wu Luo couldn't cry and laughed: "Okay, you're right, I thank you for praising me for doing it, right?"

Shaking his head, Wu Luo ignored him and concentrated on looking at those Pengjing Divine Trees.

When I was in the "Jade" Iron Forest Farm, I found that my Yuan Soul was a little unusual. Later, it was even more wonderful. But until now, he hadn't figured out, how could his Yuan Soul be better than other people's immortal souls?

He used his Yuan Soul to sweep through those Pengjing Divine Trees, what was going on inside these Divine Trees, and he already knew what was going on inside these Divine Trees, and soon came out and imprinted his chosen number on a "jade" board and "handed it over" to the host of the Immortal Demon Chamber of Commerce.

And it wasn't until he 'handed over' the 'jade' board that the slave master sneered and went into the woods to start selecting.

Master Nu was worried that Wu Luo would see something from his expression when he chose the trees, and he would steal his own results.

Wu Luo's "jade" board "handed over" and could not be changed, so he began to choose the tree.

His speed is much slower than Wu Luo's, but it is precisely because of this that everyone around him thinks that this is the real talent - Wu Luo came out so quickly, and the onlookers felt that this kid must have chosen one randomly, ready to try his luck.

It took half an hour for Master Slave to make a good choice, and he thought about it in his heart again, and imprinted a number on the "jade" plate.

The host took the two "jade" plates in his hand and turned them over to show everyone.

Master Nu's "jade" board reads Ninety-eight. The thickness of this sacred tree is moderate, and the skin is a little mottled by the erosion of the starwind tempering, but the new skin that is "exposed" is still vibrant.

After seeing this sacred tree, some knowledgeable people nodded again and again, admiring in their hearts, it was indeed a master, and they saw it very accurately.

No. 98 has a waist thickness and a price tag of 750,000 immortals "jade".

And on Wuluo's "jade" board, the eleventh number is written.

Everyone hurried to find No. 11, but he was dumbfounded: No. 11 was one of the three or four sacred trees that were obviously thin.

Everyone shook their heads again and again, even if Wu Luo tried his luck, he should choose a thicker one, right? There have been malicious speculations that Wu Luo is difficult to ride a tiger, knowing that he is going to lose and is reluctant to give up the immortal 'jade', so he chooses the cheapest.

Sure enough, No. 11 is the cheapest, only 50,000 immortals of 'jade'!

No. 11 is only the thickness of a big "leg".

Master Nu simply laughed and said to the young man: "Childe, please pay, let's cut it on the spot, so that those who don't know how to pretend to understand can have a long experience!"

"Okay!" Seeing that victory was in sight, the young man was also excited, and quickly "handed" 750,000 immortal "jade", waved his hand to the slave master and said, "Do it." ”

Master Nu's own cultivation was not very good, he released a fairy sword, compared it for a long time, and cut a sword at a position at the root of that divine tree. The sword body went into the wood, and it took two breaths to cut off the roots of the tree.

Jin Guangsi's 'shooting', the waist-thick Pengjing Divine Wood, which is enough to have a thick bowl mouth and usable talent - this is not because the slave master's vision is not good, but because these Pengjing Divine Trees have already been picked by others, and they can only be selected among the short generals, and the selected ones are already the best.

Even so, this Pengjing Divine Tree can be sold for more than one million, making a steady profit without losing money, and everyone praised it in unison, and it was a sycophant.

Wu Luo looked at the proud Master Dinu and the young man, and couldn't help but shake his head: "Mine hasn't been cut yet, why are you so happy?

"Your Divine Tree, the trunk is a little thicker than our available talents, how can it win us......" Before the young man finished speaking, Wu Luo had already fallen with a sword light, cutting off several roots of the No. 11 Divine Tree.

"Ahh

Everyone was amazed, because the roots of the tree fell, and the golden light "shot"!

The No. 11 Divine Tree, which no one is optimistic about, actually has only a thin layer of bark, and the bottom is all golden, all usable materials!

Everyone looked at No. 11, and then at No. 98, and No. 98 was a whole circle......

"This, this, this ......"

All the people were speechless, they thought that Wu Luo had lost, but they didn't expect it to be such a result! No matter how you look at it, Wu Luo, who can't win, won, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to exceed the eleventh of the ninety-eight!

The slave master and the young man were stupid. Looking at the golden facet of No. 11, his eyes didn't move for a long time, and Master Slave trembled: "This, this, this is impossible, it doesn't make sense, how can it be ......like this?"

The young man's face was extremely ugly, he didn't dare to confront Liang Moyu before, and now the most proud gambling tree lost to Wu Luo, which was really disgraced and embarrassed to his grandmother's house.

Wu Luo looked at the two of them, shook his head, and 'handed' 50,000 immortal 'jade' with the Immortal Demon Chamber of Commerce, put away the No. 11 Pengjing Divine Tree, and made a move towards his own people, "Aishang". ”

Ling Hugui was extremely excited, and applauded loudly and shouted: "Hahaha, sir, God, God! ”

Wu Luo smiled, glanced at the slave masters, and said very unkindly: "This is a slap in the face." ”

"Hahaha!" burst out loud, but it came from Liang Moyu's mouth.

"Stop!" Master Slave suddenly roared, and stopped everyone with open hands.

Wu Luo shook his head, he looked down on people like Master Nu from his heart, but this kind of person is not guilty to death, since he won, he has a bad breath in his heart, and he doesn't want to 'force' people too much.

"Don't worry, I won't appear in your circle in the future, you can continue to be your high-level minion with peace of mind. ”

Master Slave refused to give up, and said fiercely: "You won't appear in this circle, but I will 'mess' in this circle in the future, you make me lose face, I must get the field back!"

Wu Luo frowned: "You don't care about the dog, but the dog is with you endlessly." It's my fault, you sent it up for me to beat the water dogs, I just don't be polite to you. This time, I'm going to beat you to death. Say, what do you want?"

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