You NPC, why don't you act according to the script? You should be shocked and then admire...

Fang Leng's heart almost collapsed. If it's too cold, my life is at risk!

Fang Leng really felt that he was going to fall to death, but when he got his feet on the ground, he didn't feel much impact and landed very smoothly on the ground.

Well, Newton said that he has no control over matters in the world of immortality.

At this time, Yan Ran also landed next to him, with a devilish smile on her face, looking at the pale Fang Leng, and said: "What, do you feel your insignificance now?"

Fang Leng is still a little unsteady on his feet. Yan Ran must have secretly cast a spell to prevent him from falling to death. However, Fang Leng still feels weightless. When the power disappears, Fang Leng can't help but feel his feet soften and fall.

Sit on the ground.

Yan Ran laughed loudly, looking at Fang Leng's embarrassed look, and taunted mercilessly: "You are like this, how can you make the sky not cover your eyes, and the earth is not bigger than your heart? It's just that your heart is higher than the sky,

Life is just thinner than paper!"

Fang Leng gritted his teeth and stood up, patted the dust behind his butt, and looked at Yan Ran coldly. He never expected that he would be insulted like this by an NPC, but he was indeed very weak. The difference in strength was too big.

Fang Leng had no ability to resist at all.

Yan Ran looked at Fang Leng's hateful eyes, but didn't care at all. Instead, she sneered: "If you were not Yaoguang's disciple, I would kill you a hundred times just by looking at you!"

"Oh, so you took it out on me because you couldn't beat my master? There is a great man who said that when a brave man is angry, he will swing his sword at the stronger one, and when a coward is angry, he will swing his sword at the weaker one, so you don't

If you dare to offend my master, you only dare to take it out on me. Although your power is much stronger than mine, are you not just an ant at your core?"

Scholars can be killed and cannot be humiliated. Although Fang Leng wants to survive in troubled times, he is not a dog. When he is beaten, he can only tuck his tail and bark a few times. He will at least fight back. Since he can't attack physically, he can use

Words!

His words were indeed effective. Yan Ran was originally laughing at Fang Leng's jokes, but suddenly she couldn't laugh anymore. She was so angry!

However, Yan Ran really didn't dare to kill him coldly.

"Humph, you're just talking words! I won't go around the bush with you anymore. Leave Tang Ning'er. You are not worthy of her."

Yan Ran said with a cold face, she was not in the mood to laugh now.

Fang Leng saw her like this, but smiled and said, "What if I say I don't want to? Everyone is equal. As long as they are in love, what's the point of saying they are worthy or not?"

"Haha, who told you that people are equal? ​​Some people are born to be princes and generals, some are destined to be just traffickers, some can get a glimpse of the immortal way, and some can only live in dust for a hundred years. There is no equality in this world. You

Although you are a disciple of a saint, with your qualifications, you can at most enter the realm of transformation, while Ning'er is the most promising person to become a god in thousands of years. You will return to the dust after hundreds of years, but Ning'er can glimpse the great road. You

How can I be worthy of her?"

Yan Ran looked unattainable, and Fang Leng couldn't help laughing and said: "Thirty years in Hexi, thirty years in Hedong, don't bully young people into poverty!"

Oops, this line was used after all. For the first time, Fang Leng felt that this line was really burning.

Yan Ran sneered and said: "Don't say thirty years, even if I give you three hundred years, you won't be able to become a saint."

"Then why don't we make a bet? If I can't become a saint in thirty years, I will kneel three times and kowtow nine times from the Miao border to the Miao border to pay homage to you and respect you as my Lord."

When Fang Leng said this condition, Yan Ran was also stunned. Damn it, this kid is really not afraid of death. He has been a saint for thirty years. I am afraid he is living in a dream!

Yan Ran was a little afraid to agree. She was not afraid of Fang Leng, but Yao Guang behind Fang Leng was a bit difficult to deal with. If Fang Leng really knelt down and knelt down, Yao Guang was afraid that he would kill her Miao Jiang.

They were all dismantled.

Those who wear shoes are afraid of those who are barefoot, otherwise Yan Ran, who is in the holy realm and has her own trump card, would not be afraid of Yao Guang.

Yan Ran was about to refuse, but she heard Fang Leng say: "If I win, I don't want you to recognize me as my master. All you have to do is kneel in front of me and say, 'Master, I realize my mistake.' How about that?"

After Fang Leng said this, the air around him became a bit colder. Yan Ran said with murderous intent: "Do you really think that Yao Guang is protecting you and you will be lawless?"

Fang Leng didn't even doubt that she might kill him directly in the next second, but Yan Ran just said coldly: "I have accepted your bet. I want to see how you kneel three times and kowtow nine times. Come to me."

Temple of the Saint of Miao Territory!”

Yan Ran was really angry. Even if Fang Leng was Yao Guang's only direct disciple, if Fang Leng lost, Yan Ran would definitely let him fulfill his bet.

Yan Ran didn't think she would lose at all. After all, how could someone become a saint in thirty years?

She no longer wanted to face Fang Leng, so she jumped up to the sky, leaving only one sentence echoing in the air: "The bet between me and you takes effect today. The emperor, heaven and earth will learn from it. If there is any breach of contract, heaven and earth will abandon it!"

"

After Yan Ran finished speaking, a thunder suddenly sounded between heaven and earth. Although Yan Ran was not canonized, she was already at the saint level. As soon as she said her words, everyone in the world felt it. Now, even if Yao Guang wanted to stop Fang

It's cold, it's impossible.

But Fang Lieng just smiled.

According to the common sense of NPCs, it is very difficult to cultivate to the top of immortality in a hundred years. It requires talent and intelligence. It is impossible for more people to reach the threshold of the great road. No matter how many years of cultivation, it is useless. Cultivation of immortality does not rely on time.

To survive it,

However, Fang Leng smiled. Have you ever seen a game that has been played for thirty years but cannot reach the top level of the first stage?

According to the game progress planned by Fang Leng, most players will be able to upgrade to level ninety within ten years at most.

So, how can you lose a thirty-year bet?

Both sides feel that they are sure to win because they each have what they insist on.

However, Yan Ran was blinded by anger, and the bet she made with Fang Leng was of no benefit at all. If she won, she would have to establish a formidable enemy. If she lost, she would probably have no face to live in this world anymore.

This bet is harmful to both parties. Even if Fang Leng wins, even if he vents his anger, he will attract a big enemy. He can't kill everyone in Miao territory, but Miao

People in Xinjiang hold grudges very much. Once something like that happens, both sides will fight to the death.

But so what, in life, it is impossible to consider everything carefully and swallow your anger for the sake of the overall situation? How boring would that be?
Chapter completed!