Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"It's true that I'm sick, so I'm here to talk to you."

Fang Chen sighed lightly, stood up and smiled at Cui Qingdeng:

"Brother Qingdeng, I'm leaving first."

"Well……"

Cui Qingdeng was a little at a loss for a while.

"Eight-Armed Pagoda"'s face suddenly turned extremely green:

"If you dare to step out of here, I will beat you!"

"Chicken Soup Stewed Rice": "Hey, hey, brother Wushi, don't be in a hurry, and Lao Ba, please stop saying a few words. What's going on? Can't we sit down and discuss things slowly?"

He walked quickly to Fang Chen and persuaded Fang Chen to sit down again.

"Eight-Armed Pagoda" looked dissatisfied:

"He wants to leave, why should you stop him?"

"Everyone is on one side now, there's no need for you to be aggressive."

"Chicken Soup Stewed Rice" frowned slightly, then smiled at Fang Chen and said:

"Brother Wu Shi, we can just interact with each other according to our status in Xueyu Tower. We don't insist on that."

“Brother Chicken Soup, what do you mean, just tell me directly.

If I think it works, I'll cooperate. If it doesn't, I'll leave it alone. "

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

"Chicken Soup Stewed Rice" saw this and immediately said:

"What we mean is that you should hold on to the number one position first, and when the person who breaks the holy status comes, you will be responsible for holding her back. If you can hurt her again, that would be the best.

Finally, the saint on our side challenged her again, and the wheel won the Nine-Star Blood Eye Fruit.

As for this fruit, when the time comes, it will be discounted into an inner scene yuan stone, and the saints who contribute can get a share.

Or you can change it to Jingbao. "

"Oh? What about the ownership of the Nine-Star Blood Eye Fruit?"

Fang Chen was a little curious.

"Eight-Armed Pagoda": "Don't ask about this, it has nothing to do with you."

"The Eight-Armed Pagoda, right? Wait here for the later stage of gas collection."

Fang Chen stretched out his hand and tapped him, and then said to "Chicken Soup Stewed Rice" without waiting for the other person to react:

"Brother Jitang, this cooperation cannot be done. I need the Nine-Star Blood Eye Fruit. It is impossible to give this thing to others.

Different ways don't work together, so we say goodbye. "

After saying this, Fang Chen stood up and left.

No matter how much good things were said about the chicken soup stewed rice, it was not left behind.

"Let him go, kill him immediately and knock him out of the number one position.

Do you really think he won this position based on his own strength? "

"Eight-Armed Pagoda" sneered and glanced at the crowd present:

"Everyone, he is not cooperating, what about you?"

I heard that this time the Nine-Star Blood Pupil Fruit may have been decided, and the other party is still the holy one who has broken the limit.

Even kings and generals feel that their chances are slim.

If you cooperate, you can earn some inner scene yuan stones or jingbao.

They thought about it for a while, then agreed one after another, and even agreed on the benefits after the matter was completed.

Some people don't want inner scene yuan stones, so they replace them with other rare scene treasures.

"Okay, now that we have negotiated the conditions, we will let our own saint take the first position.

The three of us are in the late stage of Qi collection. If we don't take action, let's see who goes up and beats that kid down. "

"Eight-Armed Pagoda" said calmly.

"Chicken Soup Stewed Rice" couldn't help but shake his head slightly:

"If you'd be more polite, we could have one more helper."

"What's the use of him?"

The one who had remained silent snorted coldly:

“If you don’t want to cooperate, just hit him.

But don't worry, wait for the saint from the Blood Rain Tower to come forward first. "

"Too."

"Chicken soup stewed rice" nodded slightly.

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After leaving the private room, Fang Chen found Ghost Face and Blood Disciple again and asked how long it would take for them to get the Nine-Star Blood Eye Fruit.

"Well, according to the rules, Brother Wushi has to sit in this position for ten years."

The blood disciple groaned.

"Ten years? It was indeed decided by that person."

Fang Chen nodded lightly:

"During this period, I can't take action unless asked to do so."

"Well……"

Ghost Face was startled: "It seems there is no such requirement."

"That's good."

The vampires and ghosts looked at each other in confusion. This one didn't intend to preserve his strength, but also planned to fight a bloody battle with the saint?

If something happens accidentally in the middle and the heritage of the interior location is damaged, how can he sit in this position for ten years?

Fang Chen was not in a hurry to find his opponent.

He wanted to wait for the "Eight-Armed Pagoda" side to take the lead.

After all, the opponent thought it was "a big dragon melon" that let him get the first position. According to the tense atmosphere just now, someone will come to beat him soon.

As a result, this is a whole month.

Within a month, no one challenged him.

Even in this month, there have been several mid-level players whose winning streak has reached 300 games, but they have still been slow to take action.

"I finally understand."

Fang Chen thought about it for a moment and couldn't help but laugh.

It seems that Wutian and Xueyulou’s ideas collided with each other.

Both sides want to let the other party consume the physical strength of their number one, and then they will pick up the slack.

This resulted in him spending an entire month with great stability.

"You can afford to wait, but I can't."

Fang Chen came to the bloody battle list again.

When the saints nearby saw this, they all showed solemn expressions, and some saints came forward curiously:

"Brother Wu Shi, have you come to inspect?"

"Inspection?"

Fang Chen laughed dumbly: "I want to see who is suitable to be my opponent."

"..."

This group of saints did not expect Fang Chen to take the initiative, and they were secretly shocked.

Soon, Fang Chen chose an opponent he could challenge.

The blood mist fell and took him away, along with another Qi-gathering mid-level man who looked stunned.

In the void.

The other party looked at Fang Chen with a complicated face:

"Wushi, why are you challenging me? Aren't you trying to keep your number one position now?"

"Idle time is also idle. It's good to stretch your muscles and bones."

Fang Chen smiled.

"It's good for you to move your muscles and bones, but if you ask me to move, aren't you afraid of damaging the inner scene's foundation?

I also watched the battle between you and Brother Longgua, and there were some flaws in it. "

The other party muttered:

"If you lose one game now, you will directly lose your first position. Don't you want the Nine-Star Blood Eye?"

"What the hell, isn't that thing pre-ordered?"

Fang Chen smiled.

"..."

"So you already know it. It seems that no one has challenged you during this period. Did you guess it?

Or is it that you are so well-informed on Five Days? "

The other party was a little surprised.

"A big dragon melon already reminded me that this is not a secret, and we, the saints who have been here for five days, should not be regarded as fools.

I now want to discuss and discuss with you, the saints of Blood Rain Tower. "

Fang Chen smiled.

"Okay, let's discuss it until the point is reached."

The other party nodded slightly and gave a reminder.

Obviously, having reached this level, they already cherish feathers a little bit.

"No wonder this person doesn't play many games. Although he wins more and loses less, it is impossible to break the limit of the holy status."

Fang Chen thought to himself.

After about half an hour, the battle ended quickly.

Fang Chen seemed to have tried his best to barely defeat his opponent's move.

This made Cui Qingdeng and others who were watching the battle even more certain that it was a big dragon melon that was leaking water.

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"Eight-Armed Pagoda": "Since he can't bear it anymore, let him use up more energy. Wait another nine years or so before we take over. I don't think he can even secure the number one position."

The saints nodded subconsciously and agreed. (End of chapter)