Chapter 2161: Draw Number 9

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Chapter 2161 Lottery Number Nine
"Young Master, I ... we didn't find the kid!"
"Young Master, we have already searched in Jifeng Peak, and we haven't found the figure of the kid!"
"Yeah, Master, that kid seems to have disappeared out of thin air, and he didn't even feel his slightest breath!"
"Young Master, is it that the kid is not going to the peak?"
"That kid must not have rushed to the peak early. If it was at the peak, it would be impossible to find the kid with our strength!"
...
Together, they looked at Young Master Qingtianjie with a respectful expression.
This figure is still as respectful as usual to Young Master Qingtianjie.
But their eyes looked at Mo Wentian from time to time.
They seemed to be acting in the eyes of Mo Wentian, but what they showed on the surface was full of murderous intent on Mo Wentian.
"Are you talking about the kid, is this Emperor?"
Listening to this argument, Mo Wentian stepped out and stood up.
Looking at the eight disciples who had been instructed in front of him, Mo Wentian glanced at him.
"How are you? Why are you here?"
As Mo Wentian said this, among the eight people, a figure stood out. This figure looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes full of awe.
It seemed that Mo Wentian appeared here, and he was very surprised.
"how?"
"The Emperor participated in the battle for the honor list, and it didn't appear here, but where should it appear?"
Looking at the face of the disciple of Qingtianjie, Mo Wentian couldn't help concealing the evil smile in his mouth, he couldn't help asking.
"Cough ..."
"Boy, don't be proud!"
"The assessment is about to begin. Since it is a battle in the ring, you better pray that you do not fight me!"
"Emperor Yuan Ran said that he didn't have to kill people, but if I accidentally killed you, no one would say anything!"
Looking at Mo Wentian's arrogant look, the killing intention in the eyes of Young Master Qingtianjie was terrible.
But at the moment, he couldn't shoot, he could only cover up the anger in his heart, but the young Master Qingtianjie's words seemed to squeeze out of his teeth.
There was a chill that spread out from Young Master Qingtianjie.
This person's intention to kill Mo Wentian has reached the limit. If it weren't for the rules formulated by Yuan Ran, he would have shot Mo Wentian to death.
"is it?"
"Emperor Emperor expects you to fight against Emperor Emperor!"
Looking at Young Master Qingtianjie, Mo Wentian said with a smile on his face.
In that way, it seems that Mo Wentian didn't pay any attention to the battle with Young Master Qingtianjie.
"This battle in the ring is about to begin!"
"This battle in the ring, the lottery is still going on!"
"Let's start drawing lots!"
At this moment, Yuan Ran's cold voice sounded.
I saw Yuan Ran's figure flashed, his hand waved, and in front of everyone, a ring of thousands of feet appeared.
On this ring, the ban was placed.
Emperor Yuan Ran flashed and appeared on the ring.
Emperor Yuan Ran in the ring, his body like a rainbow, a coercion, even spread out from him.
"Buzz ..."
At the next moment, small appeared in a disc on the ring.
Looking at the little balls, they figured out, hesitating for a while, and walked towards the ring.
"Boss, this assessment is again a lottery battle!"
"Hope you can draw a good sign!"
Looking at the figure, walking towards the ring, Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.
"Draw a good sign?"
"What kind of sign is a good sign!"
"No matter who it is, the Emperor will become the final winner!"
"Respect the top ten of the list, the Emperor must enter, no one can block the path of the Emperor!"
Listening to Xiao Jiao's words, a complex eye flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, his face full of promises.
It is not Mo Wentian ’s purpose to win this round of competition.
The purpose of Mo Wentian is to win the top ten of the honor list. Only by winning the top ten of the honor list can we see the old man of Shenzhu and Mo Qingqing and Ying'er.
Not only that, but also can solve many doubts in his heart.
Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a flash of light.
"No one can stop your path?"
"Boss ..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
Xiao Jiao has followed Mo Wentian for so long, and still knows Mo Wentian's character.
He knew that once Mo Wentian was decided, he would definitely do it.
In fact, Xiao Jiao's heart still admired Mo Wentian's character that he did.
After all, there are a lot of dwarves who act like giants of speech, but there are very few people who can really say that.
"Boy, go!"
"Look at the luck this time, can you draw the same number as Master Ben!"
And at this moment, Young Master Qingtianjie approached Mo Wentian and looked at Mo Wentian with a provocative face.
"go!"
Faced with the provocation of Qingtianjie young master, Mo Wentian had no fear at all.
The corners of his mouth slightly twitched, raised a touch of arc, and walked directly towards the ring.
Looking at Mo Wentian, he walked directly towards the ring. At this moment, Young Master Qingtian Realm came a little impressively.
Standing in place, as if shocked by Mo Wentian's sudden move.
"how?"
"You asked our boss to draw lots, but you counseled yourself?"
Seeing Qingtianjie Young Master standing innocently, Xiaojiao said coldly.
"Counsel?"
"How could I counsel?"
"You still call that kid the boss, you are blind! This kid's cultivation ability is not as good as you, you even call him the boss?"
Young Master Qingtianjie looked at Xiaojiao and said with a smile on his face.
That look, it seems to be laughing at Xiao Jiao's lack of vision, and recognized Mo Wentian as the boss.
"I'm not blind!"
"It's yours. My boss and I have been out of Jiufeng Peak for so long, but yours are blind, and we haven't even seen us!"
At this moment, Xiao Jiao was so lifeless that he just looked at Young Master Qingtianjie, and said with a wicked smile in his mouth.
"Morta, Ben Emperor is going to draw lots!"
"Don't you want to draw the same number with the Emperor, fight against the Emperor, and kill the Emperor?"
But at this moment, Mo Wentian stood on the ring, but the young Master Qingtian Realm was behind.
Mo Wentian looked back, looking at the young Master Qingtianjie who was still arguing with Xiaojiao, Mo Wentian said with a mocking face.
"Boy, if you die, I will fulfill you!"
As soon as Mo Wentian said this, the breath of Young Master Qingtianjie quickly rose.
Immediately, without any hesitation, Master Qingtianjie walked directly towards the ring.
Mo Wentian came to the ring and directly reached for a small ball in the disc.
Watching Mo Wentian draw a small ball, Young Master Qingtianjie did not want to show any weakness and directly extracted a small ball.
"Ant ants, together with Emperor Bento, let's see if it is the same number as Emperor Bento?"
Mo Wentian looked at Young Master Qingtianjie, his mouth slightly widened, and he raised a smile of evil smile.
"Boy, who is afraid of who!"
Young Master Qingtianjie crushed the ball directly.
As the ball was crushed, a figure appeared on the back of Young Master Qingtianjie.
On the sixth, Young Master Qingtianjie picked up the sixth.
Seeing that Young Master Qingtianjie had drawn number six, Mo Wentian tried to crush the ball directly with a hard hand.
As the ball was crushed, on Mo Wentian's back, a striking number nine appeared.
Obviously, this time Mo Wentian and Qingtianjie Young Master did not draw the same number.