Murong Ji nodded with a smile and said, "Beautiful Beauty Ning guessed well. Wen Baijun has indeed reached the level of Eight Pearls! Haha, the formation master of Eight Pearls is quite difficult to deal with, you better be mentally prepared!"

The hope that Ning Xinyi and Gui Chimeng had just risen showed signs of shattering. Both of them looked at Xiao Ye nervously, wanting to read a little confidence from his eyes.

Xiao Ye looked calm, neither showing a confident look nor a fearful look. His expression could not comfort Ning Xinyi and Gui Chi.

Ning Xinyi sighed in her heart and said to herself: Mr. Xiao may lose. If she loses badly, she will not have the chance to get close to Murong Yaya.

Thinking of this, Ning Xinyi was inexplicably relaxed. After all, Xiao Ye could not marry Murong Yaya, which would be beneficial to her but not harmful to her.

Gui Chimeng obviously cared more about winning or losing because it was related to his face. Who told him to boast about Haikou just now that even if Director Suo of the Ancient Formation Academy came, he might not be able to defeat Xiao Ye.

Therefore, Gui Chimeng sighed and his head drooped.

Murong Ji looked at Gui Chimeng proudly, and mocked him intentionally or unintentionally: "Gui Da Guard, you lost without losing, haha, why are you doing so depressed?"

Gui Chi said angrily: "Who said I, Mr. Xiao, will lose?"

Murong Ji looked at Gui Chi and said fiercely: "In front of a formation master like Wen Baijun, do you think Mr. Xiao has a chance of winning."

Gui Chi shouted in anger: "Why don't we bet!"

Murong Ji despised him: "What do you want to bet on?"

Gui Chi snorted violently and said, "If my uncle Xiao defeats Wen Baijun, please betroth your girl Murong Yaya to my uncle Xiao!"

Murong Ji shook his head and said, "No!"

Gui Chi shouted fiercely: "Are you afraid of losing?"

Murong Ji said seriously: "How could I lose? The main reason is that I have betrothed Yaya to others and I can't bet with her with you!"

Gui Chi stared at Murong Ji with disdain, waved his hand, and said unhappily: "You old man betrothed his daughter to Helian Jin?"

Murong Ji was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and even a hint of surprise in his eyes did not rise. He seemed to have guessed that this news was told by Alan Yanyi.

Gui Chimeng suddenly looked at Murong Ji again and said, "I remember that there were not many good people in the Helian family. I wonder what the Helian Jin character is?"

Murong Ji's expression gradually became cold, and he looked directly at Gui Chi and said, "This is not a problem you are worried about!"

Gui Chimai shouted, "That means, the Helian Jin people are not suddenly, right?"

Murong Ji brushed his sleeves and turned his head halfway.

Gui Chi rushed around the stone table and walked to Murong Ji's side, wanting to hit him a few words.

But at this moment, with a "whoosh", a golden-wire bird suddenly flew into the door, instantly landed in front of Murong Ji, and immediately chirped a few more times.

Murong Ji nodded and shouted at the golden-wired bird: "Wanteed Wen Baijun!"

The golden-wire bird flew out with a "swoosh" sound, and it was a vent to inform the news.

It turned out that the eldest disciple of Elder Qianshou, Wen Baijun, arrived. Xiao Ye was a little nervous. After all, after he arrived at the ancient god space, this was the first time he was preparing to compete with the formation masters of the ancient formation courtyard.

Ning Xinyi quickly stroked Xiao Ye's hand and comforted him: "Young Master Xiao, it's not embarrassing to lose. After all, this Wen Baijun is the eldest disciple of Elder Qianshou, and he is also the second-grade formation master personally granted by the Holy Emperor."

Although she said that, Xiao Ye did not agree with her point of view. For a man, facing challenges, he must do his best! Even if he loses, he must lose vigorously!

After a while, a thin young man walked in. When he was about to greet Murong Ji, he suddenly saw the beautiful Ning Xinyi and his eyes suddenly became straight.

Ning Xinyi glared at him unhappily, quickly reached out and held Xiao Ye's arm tightly, deliberately making a kind look intimate.

Wen Baijun subconsciously glanced at Xiao Ye, and suddenly became a little stupid. His whole body immediately leaned forward, staring straight at Xiao Ye's dantian, and then muttered to himself in surprise: "Only six pearls? Can you win the favor of such a beautiful woman? Impossible! Are you brother and sister?"

Ning Xinyi leaned her head and leaned on Xiao Ye's shoulder, and asked softly: "Do you think we look like brothers and sisters?"

Wen Baijun was surprised and asked, "It's not like... you, a beauty, have no vision, how could you like such a man?"

Ning Xinyi asked in a sweet voice: "Does it be considered a vision to ask a man like me to like you?"

Wen Baijun spread his arms, swayed his body proudly, and said with a gloomy face: "I am the second-grade formation master personally granted by the Holy Emperor. Where can I find this ancient god space with such a heroic formation master?"

Ning Xinyi said disdainfully: "You are just a peacock!"

Wen Baijun asked without any attention: "Great beauty, I really want to know why you like such a man?"

Ning Xinyi replied proudly: "That's my business, why should I tell you?"

Wen Baijun was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "I don't know that a great beauty like you came from the ancient god space. What do you know what to call her?"

"Ning Xinyi!"

After Ning Xinyi claimed her name, Wen Baijun seemed to have never heard of her name. She frowned for a moment. He stared at Ning Xinyi tightly, but he still muttered to himself: "I seem to have heard this name before, but I forgot where I heard it."

Ning Xinyi held Xiao Ye's arm in her left hand, and suddenly took out the bone-eating cone nail in her right hand, and sneered: "Wen Baijun, do you know this thing?"

Wen Baijun subconsciously looked at Ning Xinyi's hand. After seeing this, he immediately shouted in surprise: "Isn't this a bone-eating cone nail? You, you are that witch..."

Ning Xinyi snorted, took back the bone-eating cone nail, and leaned on Xiao Ye's shoulder again like a bird dependent on him.

Xiao Ye looked at Wen Baijun without saying a word and frowned, feeling that Wen Baijun's lustfulness is no less than Alan Yanyi!

Wen Baijun sighed again, "Oh, Ning Xinyi, you have been covering your face back then, no one knows that you are so beautiful. If I had known that you were so charming..."

Murong Ji suddenly coughed heavily and interrupted, "Wen Baijun, do you know the purpose of my invitation?"

Wen Baijun was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Murong Ji, my master said you asked me to compete with someone in the formation. Where is that person?"

Murong Ji shook his head slightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied with Wen Baijun's loss of composure just now, so he did not rush to answer.
Chapter completed!