Although the master who doesn't speak straight and without appearance is an eminent monk, Ding Ning's reasonable explanation of leaving enough face for his master makes Wu Xiang like fenglun sound.

"I see. Gambling is also a kind of practice."

Wu Xiang suddenly realized that he was eager to try. Gambling should be no problem. It can also be regarded as a kind of practice.

Pudding glanced aside. Although he was not deeply involved in the world, he was not as simple as Wu Xiang. It was obvious that Ding Ning was fooling him.

But he also knew that Ding Ning didn't mean any harm. Besides, Wu Xiang was really naive and simple. Let him see the cruelty of the world, which might be of great benefit to him in the future, so he didn't bother to expose Ding Ning's nonsense.

"How about making a bet with me?"

Ding Ning showed his signature bewitching smile again.

After all, Wuxiang is a young man's nature. Although he is as afraid of gambling as a tiger, it is impossible to say that he is not a little curious about new things. In addition, Ding Ning opened his heart knot in a few words and thought that master can gamble. He can also try: "donor said how to gamble."

"I bet these people will kill each other."

Ding Ning pointed to those who resisted and fled around, and said calmly.

"Impossible."

No phase categorically denied.

In his opinion, the rest of the fighters held together and fought tenaciously. Maybe they would all be killed by wolves, but if they would kill each other, he would never believe it.

"So, we have two completely different views. The conditions for the establishment of the gambling game are there. Now let's talk about the gambling."

Ding Ning smiled like a little fox stealing a chicken: "if these people don't kill each other as I said, even if I lose, you can mention a condition within my power at that time; if you lose, you can promise me a condition. Of course, this condition must not violate conscience and morality. What do you think?"

"Well... Well, it's a deal."

Wu Xiang bit his teeth, nodded and agreed, and clapped hands with Ding Ning in a decent manner.

Lang Kui suddenly held up his machete, and the wolf rode neatly and uniformly to stop the killing. Lang Kui shouted to those terrified warriors in the valley: "God has the virtue of living well, and we don't want to kill them all. Now leave a glimmer of life for you. I announce that the last 500 people who can live to the end will let bygones be bygones and will never find you any more trouble."

"Is that true?"

Those warriors had long been desperate in the killing of wolves. Seeing that there was still a glimmer of vitality in the desperate situation, their eyes suddenly burst out of the light of Qi Yi.

More than 3000 people participated in the siege of Ding Ning and others. Now more than half of them have been slaughtered, leaving only about 1500 people.

To survive 500 means that they have a one-third survival rate, which is a great chance. No one can resist this temptation in the face of the threat of death.

"Of course, so many people are watching. Naturally, we won't break our promise."

After wolf Kui answered his oath, with a wave of his big hand, the wolf rode up the full moon machete and began to kill.

The surviving warriors were instantly crazy. They had no confidence in dealing with the wolf riding, but as long as they killed the people around them and lived into the last 500 people, they would be saved.

In the choice of life and death, they chose to kill the nearest people. Only by reducing the number to less than 500 as soon as possible, they would be saved.

The fierce fight was imminent. The wolf riders just pretended to kill a few people, immediately stopped killing, looked on coldly and began to see a good play.

"Elder martial brother, I'm your younger martial brother. How can you attack me?"

A man roared at the elder martial brother with a sad face. When his elder martial brother showed guilt, he suddenly stabbed him in the chest with a sword.

"Hahaha, er, martial uncle... You

Unfortunately, the younger martial brother was not proud for too long. When he looked at the elder martial brother's death and laughed happily, a long and narrow sword cut his throat.

Martial uncle's eyes are sad. Martial brothers who once loved each other have to kill each other in order to live.

But people don't kill everyone for themselves, and he doesn't want to die. Other martial artists are wary of strangers. It's not so easy to hunt and kill. It's the easiest to attack their own people who know their roots.

"Big brother..."

"Brother..."

"Sister..."

"Sister..."

"Senior brother..."

"Master..."

"Younger martial sister, you..."

……

The scene has a strong smell of blood and an endless stream of mourning and crying. It is performing the ugliest side of human nature.

In order to live, once close brothers, brothers, sisters, masters, disciples, martial brothers and even senior brothers and sisters have become cold poisonous snakes. People are in danger and guard against each other to prevent being suddenly attacked and killed by people around them.

Wu Xiang's face was pale and his eyes showed a sad color. He combined his palms and silently recited Amitabha. He knew that he had lost the gamble for the first time in his life. As for his understanding of human nature, he was far inferior to Ding Ning.

But he suddenly had infinite anger in his heart, opened his bloodshot eyes, stared at Ding Ningzhi and asked, "you won, but is it worth it for a gamble?"

"Worth it!"

Ding Ning's lips were slightly raised, revealing a touch of light cynicism: "of course, it's worth it. I just let you see what people's heart and human nature are."

Pointing to the Warcraft God who killed the four sides with a ferocious smile: "such a person will never hide his evil, so people will naturally be wary of him. Therefore, even if he is evil, he is very limited, and it is not worth worrying at all."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to those brothers with fierce faces and hypocritical sneak attacks Friends and even relatives of the Warrior: "but such people, they hide their evil in the bottom of their heart and never release it in front of people, just like the poisonous snake that chooses people to bite in the dark. No one knows when they will come out to give you a fatal blow. Such people who are good at disguise are the most terrible."

Wu Xiang showed a thoughtful color, and the anger on his face gradually faded into thinking.

"Put away your pity and never sympathize with those who try to kill you. There is no absolute good or absolute evil in this world. How to treat it is just that benevolent people see benevolence and wise people see wisdom."

Ding Ning's eyes were wise and his voice was erratic, like Sanskrit sounds ringing through Wu Xiang's ears.

Just as Wu Xiang fell into meditation, Ding Ning suddenly soared up like a flying ROC, twisted his body strangely in the air, appeared at the mouth of the valley and stepped on it with his feet.

Boom!

The ground seemed to crack as if it had been bombarded by heavy artillery. A dull hum came from the bottom of the ground, and a black painted figure suddenly burst out and rushed straight to dingning like lightning.

Ding Ning was strangely twisted and fought with the dark shadow. He didn't know where the dark shadow was sacred. He even matched Ding Ning. He couldn't tell the victory or defeat in a short time.

The wolves were surprised when they rode. Unexpectedly, someone ran away and nearly escaped from under their eyes. When they drank in shame and anger, they were about to raise their knives and kill. However, they heard Ding Ning yell: "step back, take your place, and only enter and don't go out."

"Here!"

The wolves rode in unison, pressed the waist knife tightly, and looked around vigilantly for fear of being taken advantage of to escape.

God resident, Feng Shen's eyes were gloomy, and he said to the rain god with dignified eyes: "it seems that the boy has been staring at us for a long time. Huoshen Dun was found by him, and we still underestimated him."

"What should I do now? I can't wait to die?"

Although the rain god wants to break Ding Ning into pieces, he also knows that this is not the time to be impulsive. He has to find a way to get out as soon as possible, otherwise they will be caught by Ding Ning this time.

"There's no way. We can only work together with others. Of course, it's best to succeed in the plan in Ninghai. With hostages in hand, we have life security."

The wind God said in a desperate way.

"Yes, I don't know what's going on there. There's no news yet."

The rain god took out his mobile phone anxiously to see if there was any information he forgot to answer.

"That's a retreat. Now the major forces must be like us and dare not say anything about the little bastard, but in fact, they only have less than 3000 wolves to ride. If we unite, the number will be countless times more than them, I'm afraid they don't dare to risk their lives."

Feng Shen analyzed the pros and cons and said with a headache.

The rain god's eyes twinkled and said coldly, "the only way to solve this problem is to start first and send people to spread the rumors that all forces should be caught up and dominate the Wulin, so as to arouse everyone's common hatred and twist everyone into a rope."

"Good idea. I'll arrange someone to spread the rumors right away. If we can make the major forces suspicious, we'll be more than half successful."

The wind god was overjoyed when he heard the speech.

"Wait, the point is to make it clear in the rumors that Ding Ning plans to break up and take the method of breaking one by one to weaken everyone's strength."

The rain god stopped the wind god and said thoughtfully.

The wind god's eyes lit up and nodded approvingly: "good idea. I'm afraid Ding Ning will be the first to cut us. If we can't point out the powerful relationship and let these forces stand with us, we will be in danger."

"Even the alliance should be selective. For example, the Holy See has always been ambiguous with that little bastard and is at odds with our divine descendants. I'm afraid it's difficult to win over. Instead of wasting time on them, it's better to focus on the forces that have a festival with Ding Ning, such as the dark Council, fusangjian temple, dragon family, Saint doctor's gate, Saint sword mountain villa and Saint daughter's clan."

Rain God thought quickly and thought constantly and said, "of course, except those forces close to Ding Ning, other forces can't give up, such as the small power alliance led by the ice bear emperor, the Atlantis family, the ghost tusk department, the European military emperor and the Royal Alliance... These are powerful alliance objects."

"OK, I see. I'll arrange someone to do it immediately. I hope Vulcan can can delay more time."

The wind god nodded again and again. Unexpectedly, the rain god had such wisdom. It was much more perfect than his plan. He immediately arranged people to spread rumors everywhere.

Soon, there were rumors in the Ulun valley that Ding Ning wanted to catch all the martial arts forces in the world and dominate the world alone.

In fact, this flawed lie can't stand any scrutiny at all. The martial arts Congress did come to many high-level leaders of various forces, but each force just sent representatives and it's impossible to pour out all its money. If these high-level leaders present can dominate the world, it's a big joke.

But who cares if it's true or false? Those forces that already have enemies with Ding Ning are eager to make things big. It's best to arouse public anger and then unite all martial forces in the world to completely get rid of this thorn in the eye.