Chapter 1279: Low-key bet

  Chapter 1279 Low-key betting

   Ye Mu Lin heard the three words Xiao Ye Zi, naturally it was a second.

   "What's the urgent matter? Come back."

  So, she said the things that Ye Feiran faced in a concise and serious manner.

  After listening, Ye Mulin had already thought of a countermeasure.

   "I see, I will arrange it right away."

  After speaking, he cut off the jade card of communication.

   "Night boy, that..."

   Seriously looking at the jade card of transmission that had gone dark, the voice also stopped abruptly.

   "What a hurry!"

  He also wants to know how the night boy will arrange, and then cooperate.

   Strictly returned to his seat without squinting, and as soon as his eyes rolled, he joined the ranks of discussing how to recruit Ye Feiran, the enchanting genius.

  Han Xize and Mu Ge were sitting not far behind Yan Zheng, they almost couldn't help laughing when they heard Teacher Yan talking nonsense seriously.

  Yan Zheng glanced over with a chilly gaze, and the two immediately put away the smiles on their faces, looking around, but they didn't dare to look at Yan Zheng.

  Ye Feiran and Tang Mengtong glanced around and squeezed directly to the place where the bet was placed. In their opinion, there is nothing more important than placing a bet at the moment.

  When he saw Ye Feiran's odds, Tang Mengtong was almost so happy to fly.

  One to ten!

  Xiao Ye Zi's odds are one to ten!

  God, she is destined to develop today!

   "Little Ye Zi, can you lend me another 10 million high-grade spar?" Tang Mengtong was so happy that his voice was trembling.

   Ye Feiran: "...Yes, calm down!"

  The fighting hasn't started yet, how can you make a response that you have already won!

   Tang Mengtong has a lot of treasures, but the money is the least among the team. She can only take out 10 million high-grade spars. This is the result of the last time that Ye Feiran helped to take some of the treasures to the ghost market.

  However, now that she has borrowed 20 million top-grade spars from Ye Feiran, she has 30 million top-grade spars to bet.

   "Little Leaf, how much do you plan to bet?"

   Ye Feiran's eyeballs turned slightly, she could not bet, and Tang Mengtong could not be too high-profile.

   "Well... you bet 30 million, I will be 70 million!"

  A lot of rich people in the Xiu Luo fighting field, one hundred million high-grade spar should not be considered high-profile!

"good!"

  Tang Mengtong nodded, then raised his eyes to the waiter who was in charge of placing the bet, "Betting, 100 million high-grade spar, Mu Fei wins!"

  As soon as the voice fell, not only the waiter in charge of placing the bet looked at Tang Mengtong in shock, but many people around him also looked at her in shock.

  100 million top grade spar bet on Mu Fei to win!

  I'm afraid this girl is a fool!

  "Girl, have you considered it clearly?

  Mu Fei is a genius of enchanting, but her bone age is so young, she must have just broken through the peak of distraction, Shen Lang, one of the four great sons of the devil, broke through two years ago, and it has been heard that she has encountered a barrier of fit.

  Shen Lang’s odds are not as good as Mu Feigao’s, but most of the people present felt that Shen Lang would win. "

  A man with a nice voice reminded him.

   "Yes, yeah, girl, you think about it again!"

  "Girl, if you are not sure, don’t bet. Don’t look at the crowds here, but there are not many people betting because everyone doesn’t know Mu Fei well, so it’s not sure who has the better chance of winning."

   Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words around him. It seemed that everyone was very careful!

  Since there are so few people betting, should she bet bigger?

   Ye Feiran's eyeballs turned slightly, and the next moment he knew it in his heart, and then bit his ears with Tang Mengtong.

  "Tong Tong, I will lend you another 70 million high-grade spirit stones. You can bet 100 million directly!"

  Hearing this, Tang Mengtong's eyes suddenly brightened, and he was so excited that he held Ye Feiran's hand, "Little Ye Zi, thank you!"

"You are welcome!"

   Immediately after, Tang Mengtong raised his eyes and glanced at the people around him, and said, "Thank you for your reminder, but I have already considered it clearly."

  People around saw Tang Mengtong insisting, but shook his head and stopped persuading them. They looked away and continued to guess where Mu Fei was sacred.

  The waiter in charge of placing the bet raised his eyes to look at Tang Mengtong, with a professional smile on his face, and said, "Girl, are you really sure to bet 100 million high-grade spar for Mu Fei to win?"

   "Yes, very sure, you register quickly." Tang Mengtong urged.

  The waiter responsible for placing bets: "..."

  After he registered, a ring and a note fell in front of him.

  When he saw the words on the note, his eyes widened suddenly, then he looked up and met Ye Feiran's smiling eyes.

  "I also bet, please register." Ye Feiran said with a smile.

  The waiter in charge of placing the bet looked at Ye Feiran, and then at the words on the note, and then swallowed the vows again, and couldn't help swallowing, "Aunty...girl, are you sure?"

"Sure!"

   After speaking, Ye Feiran took Tang Mengtong away.

  The waiter in charge of placing the bet saw that Ye Feiran was gone, so he rubbed his eyes and looked at the words on the note again-place a bet, one billion high-grade spar, Mu Fei won!

  He was really afraid that he was wrong.

  After reading it, he subconsciously wanted to confirm it again. He raised his head and remembered that Ye Feiran had already left.

   Then he can only register silently.

   Ye Feiran and Tang Mengtong left for a while, and the six Han Xize people also placed bets one after another. They all bet 100 million top-grade crystals and bet on Mu Fei to win, following Tang Mengtong's pace.

  But they all learned Ye Feiran's low-key bet, and Tang Mengtong can do high-profile things alone, otherwise their identities will arouse suspicion.

  The waiter in charge of the bet accepted the one billion bet. Now even with the six hundred and one hundred million bet, he is very calm in his heart, and he is even happy that he will soon have a huge commission.

  Yes, he also felt that Shen Lang won, not Mu Fei.

   Immediately afterwards, eight more people came to place bets one after another.

  These eight people are not others, they are the miracle team three.

  Rong Jing recognized Ye Feiran, and the other members of the Miracle 3 team naturally knew that Mu Fei was Ye Feiran.

  For the other members of the miracle team, betting on this aspect is naturally very much a believer in Rong Jing, a half-hearted pupil. In short, it has become a habit.

  When Ning Weizhu passed by Ye Feiran, she said playfully, "We are optimistic about you!"

   Ye Feiran: "..."

  At this moment, I don’t know who exclaimed, "Ah...Look, Shen Lang is here!"

  As soon as the voice fell, almost everyone looked at the entrance to the 18th ring.

   "Hey, not only Shen Lang is here, but the other three are also here."

   "The four great gods of the devil are here unexpectedly."

  Shen Lang’s lips twitched, very satisfied with the sensation that has attracted much attention. At the same time, he did not forget to pay attention to the people and the comments around him. He wanted to know who Mu Fei was sacred?

   "Little Ye Zi, none of them wear masks!" Tang Mengtong whispered.

   Ye Feiran's lips twitched, "The people in Xingyue Academy are so arrogant, and the four great gods will only be more arrogant. Maybe they all think they have the arrogant ability!"

  She also wanted to see the arrogant abilities of the four great gods.

  Tang Mengtong nodded lightly, then looked at Shen Lang, and reminded, “Little Ye Zi, I heard that the Demon Sect is a vicious person, Shen Lang has a dark eye, you have to be careful.”

   "Okay!" Ye Feiran nodded with a smile, and silently looked at Shen Lang.

  Looking at it this way, Shen Lang's breath is indeed stronger than hers, and he doesn't know what hole cards he has.

   "Ran Ran, I believe you can definitely defeat that Shen Lang." Mutant Jiuye Hongzhi said affirmatively.

   Listening to the words, Ye Feiran's lips twitched slightly, "I honor your good words!"

  Time passed by minute by minute. When the people around were discussing why Mu Fei hadn’t appeared yet, an old man wearing a hideous mask walked slowly to Ye Feiran’s side and shouted respectfully, "Miss!"

   Ye Feiran: "???"

  (End of this chapter)