Hell Shura and Ye Qingxue were all beating wildly in their hearts.

Whoever wins and listens to whom, the bet is really big.

For example, if the old woman wins, that means Lin Feng let her deal with it.

Lin Feng, can you win? I'm afraid it's unlikely.

After all, Lin Feng came back immediately after going out. The old woman is still flying upwards in the building opposite, stepping on the wall!

The people at the other tables seemed to be indifferent to this matter and were too lazy to come and take a look, and continue to eat their own and drink their own.

There are only three musketeers who always want to come and kill Lin Feng. They still endure it and wait until Lin Feng and the old woman and others are resolved!

The old lady can’t mess with her at first sight, so it’s better not to rush to do it.

Opposite the old woman tried hard to step up the wall and flew up step by step, and looked back from time to time, but she didn't see Lin Feng at all.

She knew that she would win.

She came out first and crossed the road first.

Even if Lin Feng rushed over and took the elevator, he was not as fast as her.

She doesn't win, it's impossible!

If she doesn’t win, she can eat a ton of Xiang on a live broadcast!

Haha, a boy who has not even grown all his hair, dare to bet with her?

She will let Lin Feng know that young people are still too young.

Finally flew to the rooftop, the old woman laughed, smiling relaxed.

But before I could laugh a few times, I suddenly saw a sword stuck on the roof not far away, and the old woman's smile instantly stiffened on her face.

That lady sword was specially created by her weapon refining master and a birthday gift for her disciples!

She could tell at a glance that she would never admit her mistake.

Absolutely not!

How could Qingluan’s sword be inserted here?

The old woman muttered, walked over, pulled out the sword, frowned, and felt extremely confused.

Before she jumped out of the window, Qingluan's sword was still in her hand.

How did it appear here at this time?

Could it be that someone, who was faster than her, took Qingluan's sword and inserted it here?

Impossible?

Except for those old monsters in the secular world, who can be faster than her?

It could not be the boy who bet with her, right?

Absolutely impossible!

The old woman jumped out of the high building with doubts, and quickly fell downstairs.

When it is almost time to reach the ground, the true energy is released, blowing the dust on the enclave and landing steadily on the ground.

The old woman quickly crossed the road, flew up, and flew in through the window.

The first time the old woman came in, she looked at Qingluan and saw if the sword in her hand was still there.

The scabbard is still there, the sword is gone!

"Qingluan, where is your sword?" the old woman frowned and asked.

The woman also frowned and said, "Master, isn't my sword in your hands?"

The old woman immediately understood the problem, said nothing more, looked at Lin Feng, and said, "Can I drink, right?"

"please!!"

Lin Feng said with a smile, waved his hand and a glass of wine in front of him flew towards the old woman.

The old woman waved her hand and flipped her wrist. The wine glass fell into her palm, and the wine had not yet spilled.

Such a brilliant method cannot be achieved by ordinary ancient martial arts practitioners.

The old woman picked up the wine glass and smelled it. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth under the veil. With a wave of her hand, the lady's sword returned to the woman's scabbard.

The old woman was very gentle, slowly uncovered a corner of the veil, and took a sip carefully, and was stunned and motionless.

His grandmother's, she has never drunk such delicious wine in her life.

Lin Feng drank all the remaining wine.

The old woman drank dozens of times a glass of wine, drinking a little at a time and a little at a time. She was reluctant to let go, and in the end she just licked it.

After drinking all the wine, the old woman looked at Lin Feng and wanted to drink it, but the wine was gone.

The old woman waved her hand and flew back to Lin Feng, spinning and stopping.

The old woman looked at Lin Feng deeply and said to the woman: "Give him my phone number and let's go!"

The woman nodded, threw a business card in front of Lin Feng, with a phone number on it and nothing else.

The old woman and the woman left like this, Ye Qingxue and Hell Shura were still confused. Who won the bet between them?

Is it an old woman?

But it doesn't look very similar. When the old woman said to drink, Lin Feng gave her a drink.

But how did the woman's sword come into the hands of the old woman?

The old woman and the woman walked out of the imperial chef, and the woman finally couldn't help asking, "Master, did you win?"

The old woman did not answer, looked at the woman and said, "Qingluan, tell me the truth, who took your sword?"

The woman said, "Master, you flew out of the window first. The boy didn't move. He sat down and drank slowly. After about a minute, he pulled away my sword and said he would lend me my sword. Then he jumped down from the window. In less than a minute, he walked in from the door, but there was no sword in his hand!"

"I asked him, he said, Master Sword, you will give it to me! After a minute, Master, you are back and really brought my sword back!"

The old lady's heart suddenly sank and her brows frowned.

The other party won too much, not a little bit!

But the other party was young and had not grown all the hair. How did he insert the sword into the roof in advance at such a quick time?

No matter what, she lost.

"Master, did you win?"

The woman was unwilling to give up and asked again.

The old woman said, "Don't ask so much, just know that you can drink wine for your teacher!"

These words made the woman confused.

Who won the game?

Moreover, why did her master take the initiative to leave Lin Feng before leaving?

You know, she has never seen her master give her phone number to anyone else for so many years!

What's more, is it a stranger I met for the first time?

The old woman suddenly turned around and said to the woman: "Qingluan, remember, don't provoke that kid easily. Also, I will stay in your Wu family for a month and leave. Tell the Wu family to keep their eyes bright and don't offend that kid, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

The woman was slightly surprised and said, "Master, why do you say that? Is that kid very powerful?"

"Don't worry about whether he is powerful or not, just do what I say!"

The woman nodded, still very confused, and the questions in her heart made her feel uncomfortable.

An ordinary young man is a little handsome, is that scary?

The woman is the youngest daughter of Mr. Wu, Wu Qingluan.

Wu Qingluan didn't take Lin Feng very much in her heart.

There is no way, the younger generation can see her in her eyes, but there is no one yet.

She is a very proud woman in her bones.

When the imperial chef saw the old woman and the woman left, the three musketeers sneered and led the three masters to Lin Feng's side.

It's time to make Lin Feng die worse than life.
Chapter completed!