This little girl finally got her aware of it!

The three-eyed young senior was very pleased...

After watching Ba Song's three corpses incarnate answer questions after questions, the three-eyed young senior nodded silently and secretly put his pack of extra-grade cement and a sealing bucket back.

At the same time, his voice in the report also became more and more aware of it, no longer the cold voice of Momo's feelings.

Bashan answered questions smoothly and the quick report questions by the three-eyed young master. The picture was so harmonious and natural.

The eyeball housekeeper flew in the sky with a satisfied smile - even in the sky, it was still paying attention to the progress of the gambling game.

Bashan was so upright that the three-eyed young senior quietly let the water go, and the two hit it off.

tacit agreement!

The two look at each other and have a clear understanding of each other!

Then, time flies...

Bashan lost the bet so smoothly.

The butler, who was floating in the sky, looked up at the beginning of dark weather. He closed his eyes and acted as a hydrogen balloon that could not be felt.

The three-eyed young senior slowly took out a pipe from his storage space, took a sip, and spit out a thick white smoke, covering Bashan and himself.

It has been a long time since he smoked the tobacco leaves in his pipe...

Senior Sanyan has quit smoking for tens of thousands of years.

But now, if he doesn't take a sip, he will feel that he will not be able to suppress his collapsed inner state.

Is it not obvious that I let the water go?

Is it because you are not powerful enough to cheat?

Is it still too difficult to get the question?

Why are you already like this? You even lost?

Are you right to me?

The three-eyed young senior lowered his head and looked at Bashan.

Bashan on the opposite side was dancing mechanical dance...the kind that slowed down hundreds of times.

He is like a robot whose battery is about to be exhausted, moving slowly and stiffly.

At this time, Bashan seemed to want to reach out.

But just a "stretching out" action made me feel tired, as if I had been used to perform the "Thousand Times Slow Technique". After trembling for a long time, I was like a slow motion picture, and I raised it a little bit.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to speak...but he opened his mouth for a long time and had not made any sound.

The three-eyed young senior took another sip of the tobacco leaf, suppressing his lungs that were about to explode.

The Bashan in front of him was not only weakened in his movements, voices, and even his thinking speed!

This weakening actually affected the three corpses of the immortal!

At this time, in Bashan's eyes, perhaps the whole world is accelerating!

The time when Ba Shanliang's situation occurred was when he and the three-eyed young senior knew each other and answered nearly twenty questions correctly in one breath...

There are obviously a few more minutes left, the three-eyed young senior and Bashan can tacitly complete this gambling ceremony. Bashan won the last throne of money to enter the throne of the scattered treasure. Hello, me, everyone’s good situation.

But at such a critical moment, there was a problem with the flow of time on Bashan.

At first, the three-eyed young master didn't notice it yet.

So he asked the question...but after thirty seconds, Bashan did not answer.

Once you don’t answer for more than thirty seconds, it will be considered as giving up.

Under the limitations of the betting ceremony, the three-eyed young senior has to continue to report the next question.

At the same time, the three-eyed young senior also noticed something was wrong.

But the rules of the betting ceremony are there.

In this way, the three-eyed young master reported the question... waiting for thirty seconds... Bashan was still slowly opening his mouth and making a ‘a～’ sound, but he didn’t respond... After thirty seconds, the three-eyed young master had to report the next question...

Before I knew it, I finished fifty questions like this.

And throughout the whole process, Ba Song only answered 19 questions.

The challenge failed.

The final battle between the three-eyed boy senior and Ba Song ended with the three-eyed boy senior winning.

The showdown between him and Ba Song was finally not a complete defeat.

This is a gratifying thing.

But the three-eyed young senior is completely unhappy now.

He turned his head again and looked at the Ba Yi who was very weak on the side, and he almost ignored several times.

Originally, if there was a problem with Bashan, it would be impossible to make up for it.

But not only Bashan, but also Bashan's condition was the same, so slow that it seemed to be slowed down thousands of times.

An anxious look appeared in Bayi's eyes, and he was even planning to send a secret message to the three-eyed young master... But his time was stuck in the stage of turning on the sound transmission spell...

"Three~~" After a long time, Bashan's mouth seemed to be stretched out again, making a vocabulary sound.

"Butler, come down." The three-eyed young senior raised his head and shouted: "Take out my seal bucket. Today, I will bury Ba Song's two self-corpses into the bucket, pour them into cement, and sink them into the Nine Nether Sea."

The eyeball housekeeper slowly floated down from the air: "Congratulations to Master for winning Ba Song for the last time!"

"Congratulations, fart." The three-eyed young master squirted out a ray of white smoke.

The eyeball housekeeper quickly pulled out the spear on his body and asked, "Master, what's going on with Ba Song? Why are he suddenly affected by the power of the rules of time?"

"It goes without saying that it must be his original body that had intrigued something in the 'Secret Realm of Heavenly Dao Time'. Maybe his original body exploded again, or something, which affected his three corpse incarnation." said the three-eyed young senior.

Now Ba Song is still an existence in the realm of the immortal. In addition to the influence of the "secret realm of time" arranged by the laws of heaven, ordinary "time rules" can generally only affect his body but cannot limit his thinking.

Moreover, generally, only if there is a problem with the original body, the three corpse incarnations will be affected.

"I was actually dragged by my body. I was really unexpected." The butler of Eyeball sighed.

At the same time, he looked at the 'Demon Emperor' on the ground and showed a disgusting expression: "That master, how can we deal with this gambling demon emperor?"

After all, it was also a spoil won by Ba Song.

"Save it and bet with the next fellow Taoist who inherits the 'Third of Sancai', and then find a way to export it." The three-eyed young senior posed his long pipe and said.

Demon Emperor??Yeah: "..."

I, the immortal demon emperor, are you so unrequited?

"Okay, lord." The eyeball housekeeper began to get busy.

"After that's it," the three-eyed young senior put away his pipe and said, "Butler, what do you think I should do to avoid losing my identity, take the initiative to help Ba Song and study the eyes of Confucian saints?"

He is the most noble master of the Nine Netherworld and has a shame.

Since I won, it’s hard to post it to help Ba Song.

So, what should we do so that we can not lose our identity and successfully participate in the project of studying the saint's eyes?

"Master, it's not good to suffer if you die, and you are not suitable for taking the pride route." said the housekeeper of Eyebiaozi.
Chapter completed!