bookrandom Chapter 443: Chu Yi is a mentally retarded person
Chapter 443: Chu Yi is a mentally retarded person
The hiccup passed quickly.
Today is the final of the Demon Fighting Contest, and the first match is the fateful duel between Bu Jinglian and Mo Rangchen.
The seats were packed and the atmosphere was bustling with activity.
Everyone started placing bets, and it was obvious that Bu Jinglian had a 99% chance of winning.
At the same time, on Zhu Jiu's side, someone came to pay a visit to Chu Yi and others.
He looks middle-aged, with a calm and kind face. His clothes are simple and colorless, some of which are even bleached from washing. His hair is tied up in a bun with a wooden hairpin and he has a few strands of gray hair. He can be said to be extremely shabby.
Like an ascetic monk who eats vegetarian food and chants Buddhist scriptures.
She is the owner of the first post, and also the businessman who took bold risks, stood at the forefront of the trend, tried new things for the first time and finally made a fortune - Meng Huwan.
Zhu Jiu saw her cultivation level, which was at the peak of the Mahayana stage.
She was surprised.
Based on her perception, she knew clearly that Meng Huwan was stronger than the group of people she had met, including the One Emperor and Three Kings, Elder Chu, Elder Mo, the Stand-in Elder, and the Old Emperor.
This is judged from the perspective of threat, and the specifics will depend on how she takes action.
Xingjun exclaimed: "This is the first time I've seen someone with such financial resources and status be so low-key and ordinary."
There is no trace of interest, courage, or pursuit of fame and fortune on that face.
Zhu Jiu was a little concerned about this person.
When she was thinking this, she suddenly saw Meng Huwan's gaze floating towards her.
It felt like the first drizzle of autumn rain hitting my face, with only a momentary sense of coolness.
When Zhu Jiu was looking, she had already turned her eyes away and smiled at Chu Yi and the others.
"I am the owner of the First Ming Tower. I was suddenly late in my dream. I didn't know that several of you, the true disciples, had arrived. I am sorry for not welcoming you in person."
"Mr. Meng, you are so polite. Please take a seat."
Chu Yi's expression slightly straightened, he raised his hand to signal, and Yue Shangxian nodded.
Wenren Sejue was still leaning lazily, just raising his eyelids.
Zhu Jiu showed a subtle expression. He really couldn't believe that one day Chu Yi would become the most polite one.
These three together are really a big package that deserves a beating.
The waxing moon means not to be taken seriously, and Wenren Sejue means "outside the three realms and not within the five elements".
Chu Yi may not know the specific strength of Meng Huwan, but facing a Mahayana cultivator, even if he is a true disciple of Jueya, he still has to show due respect - except when facing the group of old immortals of the Jiling royal family.
Meng Huwan exchanged a few polite words with Chu Yi and Elder Chu.
Just as the betting was going on, Meng Huwan glanced at the odds and asked, "Anyone want to place a bet?"
The moon is on the first quarter, Wenren Sejue seems to have noticed something, he raised his eyebrows with an ambiguous meaning, and said in a low and soft voice, "It seems that there will be some changes in the number one building."
Meng Huwan frowned: "What do you mean by that?"
Wen Ren Se Jue's wine-red eyes were filled with ripples, his tone was empty but his words were sharp, "I hope the host really knows nothing."
Meng Huwan's brows furrowed even deeper.
Ha, two of the three annoying people have already been left out, so now let’s invite the third guest, the little prince, to come on stage.
Chu Yi turned his head and looked at someone: "Zhen Youqian, who do you think should bet on?"
Zhu Jiu paused while cracking melon seeds, then turned around and met five pairs of meaningful gazes.
No one thought it was wrong.
Especially Chu Yi's eyes, there were a few words written in them: This prince is here to test you.
"..." Zhu Jiu refused, "Young Master's affairs are not something a small person like me can decide. I won't get involved."
Chu Yi's expression turned cold, "Are you so self-aware?"
This kind of virtue must never appear in his subordinates!
“……”Chu Yi is a retard.
Zhu Jiu had nothing to say. He threw up a melon seed and caught it in mid-air, then looked at the surface of the melon seed.
"Yabu Jinglian."
……
By the time the bets were basically stable, Mo Rangchen had already lost one million to one, with the unit being high-quality spirit stones.
Under normal circumstances, this kind of super unequal odds that can be recorded in history will surely make many desperate gamblers take risks and choose to bet on Mo Rangchen to give it a try.
But Bu Jinglian's overwhelming winning rate discouraged them and they had to give up.