Quiet!
The originally noisy crowd suddenly quieted down.
People near Xiao Changfeng.
At this time, Qi stared at him in disbelief.
You make her cry and I''ll kill you?
This... This is too arrogant!
Who is Han Zhendong?
He''s from the Han family.
And Han Tianzun''s favorite grandson.
Once killed a saint for him.
How dare the boy speak wildly?
I don''t know what to do!
"Who is this boy? He dares to talk to Han Zhendong like this. Doesn''t he know that Han Tianzun is behind Han Zhendong?"
"I haven''t seen him, but looking at his appearance, it seems to be human. As for the specific strength, I can''t see clearly, but it shouldn''t be strong."
"I''ve seen a stutter around him before. It seems that he is the daughter of the white wave saint, but even the white wave Saint doesn''t dare to threaten Han Zhendong like this!"
There was much discussion around.
The main hall is very big, and only twenty or thirty people noticed here at this time.
None of them knew Xiao Changfeng.
Therefore, I can''t guess Xiao Changfeng''s identity.
However, Han Zhendong was very angry at the moment.
His face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes were extremely gloomy.
"Boy, what did you just say?"
Han Zhendong was angry and stared at Xiao Changfeng.
In his eyes, there was a strong anger and bloodthirsty ferocity.
He didn''t expect that someone would dare to threaten himself like this.
from small to large.
Anyone who opposes himself will come to no good end.
Even the son of God in the family.
I dare not be so arrogant when I see myself.
Arrogance!
Arrogance!
court death!
At this time, Han Zhendong was so angry that his chest was about to explode.
His right hand was raised, his aura gathered, and he wanted to move.
"Han Dashao, please restrain yourself. Private fights are not allowed here!"
A man nearby quickly stopped Han Zhendong''s move.
He is a son.
But it''s not enough to see in front of the east of Han town.
At this time, if you want to curry favor with Han Zhendong, you naturally want to be good for him.
"If you fight privately here, you will be thrown out of the Dragon Palace and can''t participate in the gambling meeting!"
The son spoke quickly.
His words finally subdued Han Zhendong''s anger.
Let his raised palm fall down again.
"Jin Jie''s son, I must kill him and that little stutter!"
Han Zhendong had a gloomy face and said angrily to the son of Jinjie who stopped him.
"Brother Xiao!"
Tong Tianze was full of fear. At this time, he hid behind Xiao Changfeng and trembled.
She clenched the corners of Xiao Changfeng''s clothes with her hands.
"No one can hurt you with me!"
Xiao Changfeng protected Tong Tianze behind him.
He and Tong Tianze just met by chance.
Not friends, not relatives.
If it were anything else, Xiao Changfeng would choose to ignore it.
But he had a good chat with Tong Tianze before.
It''s a kind of fate.
And Han Zhendong is too domineering. It is clear that he hit Tong Tianze himself.
But he had to force Tong Tianze to kneel down and repent.
Xiao Changfeng is not a compassionate saint.
But it''s not a heartless lover.
In this case, give me a hand.
Also worthy of their own good heart.
"What a big tone, boy. You can''t even protect yourself. How can you protect this little stutter?"
In Han Zhendong''s eyes, killing intention and anger are intertwined.
He was really angry.
If it were outside, he would have done it directly.
But this is the Dragon Palace. He had to suppress his anger.
But even if there are rules against private fighting.
He couldn''t swallow the resentment.
"Don''t think that if you can''t do it, I can''t help you. If you offend me, no one has ever left with all his hair and tail."
Han Zhendong stepped out and pressed up.
Then he waved his big hand.
Suddenly, many people gathered around.
These are people who want to curry favor with Han Zhendong like the son of Jinjie.
"Qian Bao''s son, Ru Mian''s daughter... This boy is miserable this time. He offended Han Zhendong. Even if he can''t do it, he will definitely be severely oppressed!"
"Hey, blame him for being too arrogant. He can''t recognize the situation at all. It has nothing to do with him. He has to stand up. He really doesn''t know how to live or die!"
"Han Zhendong used to have many ways to abuse people. I don''t know what this time will be?"
See Xiao Changfeng and Tong Tianze surrounded by everyone.
All the people around immediately talked about it.
They looked on with arms folded and dared not meddle in the matter.
After all, Han Zhendong''s background is too big.
No one dares to offend him!
"Brother Xiao, i... I''m afraid!"
Tong Tianze saw this battle.
It was even more frightening and trembling in my heart.
However, Xiao Changfeng''s face remained unchanged and he was happy and unafraid.
At this time, except Han Zhendong and Jin Jie''s son.
Five more.
Their strength is not weak. Some are the sons and daughters of tianwu territory, and some are the strong ones of Huangwu territory.
The six surrounded Xiao Changfeng and Tong Tianze in the center, forming a great sense of oppression.
"Boy, I''ll give you a chance now!"
Han Zhendong pulled at the corners of his mouth and stared at Xiao Changfeng.
His eyes were full of ferocity.
Like a raging hungry wolf.
Choose people and eat them.
"Since private fights are not allowed at the gambling meeting, I will naturally abide by it, but this little stutter bumps into me first. You insult me later. I will naturally revenge this hatred."
"But I come from the heavenly family after all. I don''t want to bully you."
"So, young master Ben wants to bet on wine with you!"
Han Zhendong put his head together, and the cold light in his eyes seemed to splash out.
It''s chilling.
Obviously he has come up with a good idea.
Gambling?
Xiao Changfeng was slightly surprised.
He didn''t expect Han Zhendong to come up with this idea.
Shua!
Han Zhendong didn''t give Xiao Changfeng the chance to refuse.
Quickly took out a wine jar from the storage ring.
The whole body of the wine jar is bone gray, and the seal is blood red sealing mud.
A spooky smell emerged, which made people shiver.
Patter!
Han Zhendong stretched out his hand and opened the seal.
Suddenly, a smell of wine like blood and fire surged out.
People seem to be in the battlefield of blood and fire.
The scene was full of killing.
If the willpower is weak, I''m afraid they will be directly stunned.
"Blood butcher wine!"
Someone screamed out and was shocked by the wine taken out by Han Zhendong.
Xuetu liquor is a very special liquor.
Buried under the battlefield of millions of corpses.
It is made by absorbing souls and blood gas.
Not only is the wine as warm as fire.
And it contains a very strong Yin fear gas.
If you are a strong willed person.
You can drink this wine to cultivate and become stronger.
But for most people.
A mouthful of blood slaughtering wine, half step on the yellow spring!
A mouthful of blood slaughter wine is equivalent to half stepping into hell.
So no one dares to try easily.
Nobody thought of it.
Han Zhendong owns blood slaughter wine and gambles on wine!
At this time, Han Zhendong stared at Xiao Changfeng with a pair of eyes.
The sound seemed to come from hell.
"As long as you drink up this jar of wine, my young master will let bygones be bygones and forget it, otherwise!"
"Just kneel on the ground with this little stutter and climb around the hall three times!"