"I'm sure to change to the North District. I was wrong in thinking about the Lower East District before. I should go to the North District. I think candidates in the North District have a better chance of winning."

Murong Liu looked at Fang Qingyang in the distance, then turned his head to lie to Gong Liansheng without blinking.

"Okay, then I will change it to the North District for you. This is the only time.

Seeing Murong Liu say this, Gong Liansheng couldn't say anything. He could only evaporate a streamer with his big hand and hit it on the blank paper.

At the next moment, the red circle with Murong Six's name in the Eastern District disappeared on the white paper, and then a new red circle with Murong Six's name appeared in the North District.

Changing the note is complete.

"Thank you Special Envoy."

Seeing that the re-injection was successful, Murong Liu thanked him, bowed his hand, and returned.

Walking back to Fang Qingyang, Murong Liu whispered, "Old friend, can't you pit me this time!"

"Eh, don't rely on me. This is a decision you made yourself, and it's your own business too. It doesn't matter if I win or lose." Fang Qingyang quickly clarified the relationship.

Fang Qingyang did not expect that Murong Liu had changed his bet because of himself. Apart from being moved, he also looked at Murong Liuyi curiously, and didn't understand why Murong Liu did this.

"Ok."

Seeing that Fang Qingyang did not admit his account, he refused to say anything. Murong Liu could only helplessly spread his hands, hoping that he was not mistaken, and looking forward to the candidates from the North District to bring him a good result.

"Hey, it seems that Diangong is really not good, the elders are like this, and so is the lord of the palace. No wonder the Diangong will gradually decline."

"Eh, don't say that, their strength against the palace is still possible, but the vision is not very good."

"It's not just bad eyesight? There is also a problem with the brain."

"Also, if the brain is easy to use, it will not manage the palace like this, nor will it bet on an area without any hope at this moment."

The other lords and elders sneered at Murong Liu's change of note, and became more and more disdainful against Dui Palace.

The people in Duigong, when they heard the sarcasm and ridicule of others, were also faceless and sighed.

However, this was the personal decision of Murong Liu and Fang Qingyang. Even if the people in Dui Gong were no longer satisfied, they could not blame.

After all the bets were made, Gong Liansheng said: "Okay, the first bet has been completed. If no one changes, then it is so settled."

Saying that, Gong Liansheng glanced at everyone, seeing that no one had an opinion, then stretched out his hand and summoned the white paper in the air.

The hand shook slightly, and the magic white paper filled with bets was put away and disappeared in front of everyone.

It is impossible to make a bet or change the bet at this moment.

After recovering the blank paper, Gong Liansheng said again: "The second bet will be on the third day of the entrance examination. Okay, let's watch the entrance examination..."

After hearing that, everyone put their eyes back on the light curtain in the sky.

At the moment, the appearance of Tang Yi is no longer the figure of Tang Yi, but of other candidates...

"You... you demon! Why chase us! Our common enemy should be the candidate in the North District!"

"Everyone run!"

"Damn!"

"This person is so wrong, why not go to the task and chase us down?"

"Ah! I don't want to die, don't kill me!"

Somewhere in Xiaoji Holy Land, a Western District candidate with a large mole on his neck chased five or six Southern District candidates with a vicious face, allowing those Southern District candidates to panic escape.

Candidates from this year are also leaders in all regions.

However, even if the candidates in the Southern District went together, they were no match for the Western District Candidate with a mole around their neck.

The candidates who were chased in the Southern District were terrified. Originally, after they entered the Xiaoji Holy Land, they gathered a dozen or so candidates from the Southern District. Half of the people died in his hands. Everyone even had no time to crush the "SOS Stone" and died Huang Quan.

This Western District candidate with a mole on his neck is like a demon, and he is very fierce. He doesn't talk to you at all. When he comes up, he will kill him directly.

He was caught and there was only one way to die.

At this moment, candidates from the Southern District were chased by the Western District candidates with moles around their necks and desperate. They wanted to give up the entrance examination and crush the 'help stone' to escape.

Because the opponent's speed is too fast, the opponent can kill you countless times during the process of taking out the 'Help Stone'.

Can't escape, the life-saving things can't be used, which makes the candidates in the Southern District very desperate.

"Oh, blame you guys for your bad luck. It happened to catch up with this entrance exam~www.mtlnovel.com~ This western district candidate with a mole around his neck sneered, and he chased those in the southern district with an arrow Candidates, no matter how desperate they are, no matter how they yell, the big knife in their hands flew in a row,'Oh, uh,' a few times, and a few heads rolled to the ground.

Several candidates in the Southern District have touched on the'SOS', but there is no way to crush them.

Killing these candidates from the southern district, the western district candidate with a mole around his neck appeared very relaxed and seemed to be effortless.

The strength of both parties is not at the same level.

This is a completely crushed battle.

"Well, what Xifu recruits are wine bags."

After killing those candidates from the Southern District, the Western District candidates with large moles on their necks sneered contemptuously, and then wanted to leave.

But at this moment, a figure rushed over quickly.

"Who?"

Candidates from the Western District with large moles on their necks raised their swords and sneered.

At this time, a person who also wore the costumes of candidates from the Western District came to him and respectfully said: "Leader He, it is me."

"Oh, it's Xiaofu, how's the situation?" The candidate who had a large mole on his neck saw the Western District candidate in front of him, and he was relieved.

The Western District candidate with a large mole on his neck, named He Anmin, was the head of the gang who had conspired with the main palace master.

The Western disciple named Xiaofu in front of him is also one of the same group. He is specifically responsible for liaison and investigation work. Just when He Anmin shot the southern district candidates, Xiaofu was beside him. If it was not Xiaofu, He Anmin I couldn't find him at all, so I can see how good Xiaofu's hiding ability is.

Of course, in addition to the ability to hide, Xiaofu was sent to carry out this task, his own strength is quite impressive.