Holy shit!
Twists and turns.
Li Shanshui suddenly became happy and said, "What's her name? It's okay, I'm just asking."
At this time, the fat man He Qisheng became a little impatient and said: "Hey, Taoist Dog, do you want to bet or not? Mu Liuli of the True Immortal Sect is just a little prodigal. Are there no women in your Linyuan Realm?" "
"There are some things that a fat man like you won't understand. Forget it. I won't argue with you. Let's bet. Why not bet." Li Shanshui said.
"Okay, Fat Master, I don't want to embarrass you. Since we want to bet, let's play something big." The fat man suddenly said to the back: "Go and see where Yun Zhange's hair is, and let me know by the way. The fat man and this brother have opened the market. All good things can be exchanged at equal prices. There is no limit. As long as it is a treasure, you can bet on it. Everyone is welcome to grab money. Please tell us."
Having said this, he looked at Li Shanshui and said, "By the way, what's your name, brother?"
"Jiang Xiaobai!" Li Shanshui said without thinking.
Forehead?
He Qisheng's face darkened, he glanced at Li Shanshui and said, "Brother, don't make trouble. Your name is Jiang Xiaobai. If you bet on Jiang Xiaobai's death, this won't work. Others will suspect it's a game. Change your name."
He Qisheng was not stupid. He knew that the Taoist priest in front of him did not want to use his real name. Everyone present also knew it, and no one pointed it out.
"How about my name is Dongfang Jing?" Li Shanshui hesitated for a moment. He was away from home and the world was dangerous. He could never use his own name. Anyway, Dongfang Jing, an old pervert, didn't look like a good person, so he borrowed his name first. use.
"Sure, the name is just a code name, it doesn't matter..." He Qisheng nodded, turned to the dogleg behind him and said: "Go, let the word out, this Dongfang Jing of Linyuan Realm, Brother Dongfang, will take over Jiang Xiaobai's job The odds for me to accept Yun Zhan Ge’s life are not capped. Let’s use floating odds for the odds. How about you lose less this way?”
Li Shanshui smiled softly and said, "It's not certain who will win."
"It's a joke, He Qisheng specializes in betting on the unpopular. Although it seems that Jiang Xiaobai has a high probability of dying, I just play..." He Qisheng said.
"But what if you don't die?" Li Shanshui asked.
"It's peace even if you don't die. Let's have peace in the village. How about you come and sit in Dazhuang and have peace in Dazhuang?" He Qisheng said.
"I'm free!" Li Shanshui.
"Arrangement!" He Qisheng.
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Knife Mountain Hell. 9
"Brother, everything comes first. I saw this knife first, so it should belong to me. This principle makes sense everywhere, right?" The two guys were confronting each other, fighting for a knife that exuded an ancient atmosphere. knife.
"I took it in my hand first. It's an ownerless thing. Whoever gets it first belongs to whoever gets it." Another person said, squeezing his neck.
The situation is tense!
The atmosphere was cold and the war was about to break out.
"Hey, what are you two doing? Take a broken knife, grab a chicken feather, and go pick up treasures." At this time, a guy appeared at the door and said loudly.
"What the hell?" Both of them were a little confused.
"Fat Master and a guy named Dongfang Jing from Linyuan Realm have started a bet on who will die, Yun Zhan Song or Jiang Xiao Baishui. The current floating odds are 5 to 1," the man said.
"Who is Jiang Xiaobai?"
"A monk in a shackles realm."
"Damn it, there's no point in betting. I'll bet on Yun Zhange's victory even if I lose ten. Brother, I'll give you this knife. I'll place a bet..."
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Scissor hell.
"Excuse me, it's a gambling game in the prosperous age. The peak of the Heavenly Realm versus the monks of the Shackle Realm. Fatty and Jingye are in charge. The current odds are 1 to 7. Are you still fighting for life and death for a broken magic weapon? Are you still looking for it? Can't sleep without an opportunity? Now, the opportunity is right in front of you..."
"..."
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Hell of fire.
"Master Jing has given me the magic weapon. Currently, the peak of the Heavenly Realm is against the monks of the Shackle Realm. The odds are 8 to 1, so hurry up and pick up the treasure, brothers."
"Really or not, in a battle between the realm of gods and humans, isn't it inevitable that he will lose? Who gave him the courage?"
"The monks in the shackles realm are not simple. It is said that they killed Feng Lin and beheaded the wicked Taoist priest."
"Is it true? Could it be that you are spreading false news to cut me off like a leek?"
"Who will you bet on, Fatty?"
"Bet on Jiang Xiaobai to win."
"Damn, it's an upset, but Fatty is always upset, so he wins. I bet on Fatty, no, Fatty and I bet a hundred spiritual stones."
"I'm so angry, I'll spend two hundred spirit stones with the fat man."
"I have a jade slip that contains the principles of Tao. Master Jing and I are in a sure-win situation, just playing..."
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The eighteenth level of hell is in chaos. Those who are looking for treasures are not looking for treasures, those who are looking for opportunities are not looking for opportunities, and those who cannot find anything just go to join in the fun.
He Qisheng's influence is still very strong. When he ascends to the top and calls out, the responders gather in an instant.
Mr. Yu stood in front of a corridor.
He listened to the people around him talking with a strange expression, and was speechless for a moment.
A guy who looked like a pimp at first glance walked over, stopped beside Master Yu, and said with a smile: "Master Yu, what do you say, who are you suppressing?"
"Who are you trying to suppress? Of course I'm suppressing... I'm suppressing... You ask He Qisheng, do you want to open a peripheral? I'll cover Jiang Xiaobai's peripheral." Young Master Yu waved his hand, and the temperament of a rich man burst out.
"Well, Mr. Yu, you have to think clearly. Jiang Xiaobai is so upset. You are the only one who makes rich people play poor." The "pimp" persuaded.
"I'm happy. I'm rich and willful. I dare to upset you all my life. Why don't I dare? Do you mean that my courage, Yu Huairou, is not as good as that of a dead fat man? Support my brother!" Mr. Yu said with a smile.
"Yes, you are the master, you have the final say. Huh, no, Mr. Yu, do you know Jiang Xiaobai?" the man said doubtfully.
"My brother, why don't you know him?" Mr. Yu said.
"Then Young Master Yu breaks the news, what kind of cultivation level is Jiang Xiaobai?" the man whispered.
"It's unfathomable!" Mr. Yu's lie came out of his mouth.
hiss!
The man gasped.
The next moment, he waved his hand and said proudly: "Master Yu, I support you, I will give you a spiritual stone!"
"Fuck you, uncle." Mr. Yu kicked this guy in the butt until he rolled on the ground. He said in a broken voice, "Your mother asked you to come here to find an opportunity, and you came to gamble in a secret place?"
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Evil mirror hell.
The place was already overcrowded. Li Shanshui was dumbfounded. Damn it, this damn fat guy has something. As soon as the handicap opened, all the candidates gathered!
"Fat Master, Fat Master, Mr. Yu wants to open a peripheral. He will upset you and bet on Jiang Xiaobai."
A man snorted his way into the crowd.
The fat man was startled, then laughed loudly and said: "Yu Huairou usually doesn't do much, but this time she finally got hard. Tell him, I'll take 10% of it and let him go. How can I protect him with his life?"
"Okay!" The man responded, turned around and walked out.
He Qisheng immediately put his arm around Li Shanshui's shoulders and said politely: "Brother Dongfang, let's go. There are too many people here. Anyway, this place has been looted. Why don't we go directly to that abandoned city and see with our own eyes?" result."
As he spoke, Li Shanshui put his arm around his shoulders and walked out without waiting for his reaction.
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Yun Zhange was confused.
He walked out of the Tongue Pulling Hell and headed towards Fengdu City as fast as he could.
However, he found that it seemed that the style of painting in this secret place was wrong. Those who hunted for treasures did not hunt for treasures, and those who did not hunt for treasures simply left them there. They gathered together in twos and threes, not knowing what they were talking about.
Occasionally I hear some keywords, such as "opening", "gamble", "upset" and so on.
Just when he was about to walk out of the eighteen levels of hell, he finally couldn't help his curiosity and grabbed a monk and asked: "What are you talking about?"
"You don't know?" the man asked doubtfully.
At this time, a guy with a pamphlet in his hand came over, looked at Yun Zhange, and said: "Brother, I see that you are graceful and graceful, with jade trees facing the wind, you must be a dragon or a phoenix among men. How much?"
"How much for what?" Yun Zhange asked confused.
"It's a gambling game. Everyone is betting on who will die between the peak of the Heavenly Realm and the monks of the Shackle Realm." The man said.
"Um, is there any need to gamble? Of course he is a monk in the shackles realm. The realms are so different." Yun Zhange was startled. The guy who opened the deal wouldn't have a rusty head. How dare he play like this? Aren't you afraid that you'll have to pay for your underpants?
"Brother, let me tell you, I have the inside story. It is said that the monk in the shackles realm, although unpopular, is actually hiding his clumsiness and his cultivation is unfathomable."
"Unfathomable? How is it possible? Are others blind and unable to see it?" Yun Zhange said.
"Don't you understand this? If you can really see it, how can it be called a high level? This is the handicap made by the fat man. Also, let me tell you, Mr. Yu also followed the outsider, and they were all betting on that The monk in the shackles realm wins." The man said mysteriously.
Yun Zhange was startled, Fatty? How is it born? I have also heard of this man Yun Zhange. It is said that he is a new generation of gambling king in the Tiantian Realm. He specializes in upsets and will win every time he gambles.
Yun Zhange thought, anyway, killing the Linyuan Realm monk was just a convenient thing. Since He Qisheng was open, he must have the winning ticket, so he should add a bonus to his victory.
When he thought like this, he took out a spirit ticket from his arms and asked: "Is the spirit ticket good for use in Linyuan Realm? You can still exchange it for spiritual stones when you return to Dengtian Realm."
"That's great." The man took the spiritual ticket and was immediately delighted. It turned out to be a spiritual ticket worth a thousand spiritual stones.
Big customer!
When he thought like this, his tone became more respectful and he said: "Master, this master, whoever you bet on wins, I will record it for you. Fatty does things like an honest man, and he will pay for both wins and losses."
"Let me be born to He Qi, and the name will be: Yun Zhange." Yun Zhange said.
"Okay, I'll register you now, Yun Zhan Ge, right!" The man said and wrote.
Suddenly, everything felt bad.
"Yun Zhan Ge? You... are you buying Yun Zhan Ge to die? Master Yun, we have to have gambling products. We will not return or exchange the money after buying it!" The man only felt messy in the wind.
Damn it!
Are you willing to die?
Are you... so unsure of yourself?
"What the hell? Yes, is there a problem? Yes... there is a problem..." Yun Zhange was suddenly stunned. He was stunned on the spot for a moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he said: "You mean, He Qisheng, you want to start a deal with me? "
this…
I'm so rich that I bought a thousand spiritual stones and bet myself to death?
The registrar was almost crying. This promotion of the gambling game was blamed on the real owner.
Am I seeking death, or am I seeking death?
Yun Zhange's eyes turned cold, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment, like ice in the twelfth lunar month.
Comrade Registrar tried his best to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying, nodded, and said: "Yes, your odds are currently 3 to 1. Originally you were already at 6 to 1, but Mr. Yu opened the peripheral, so there are many People follow the trend and forcefully suppress your odds, but... judging from the current situation, fellow Taoists in the Celestial Realm are still very considerate and are optimistic about you."
Yun Zhange's face suddenly turned dark.
What I mean is that all the passers-by support me, but I am the only one who does not support myself.
"Hmph...make some messy things, wait until I kill that little monk who is shackles of the realm, and then kill He Qisheng." Yun Zhange turned and left with a dark face.
There is no other way, I have no shame in staying still!
Comrade Registrar kept watching Yun Zhange leave with a grimace on his face. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until Yun Zhange's figure disappeared.
"Hey, brother, who is that person? How much did he buy? He's so cute." Someone leaned over the dog's head and looked at the registrar's booklet.
"Yun Zhan Ge, this name is so familiar!"
Suddenly, his eyes widened and he said: "Yun Zhange, he...he bet a thousand spiritual stones to buy his own death. Damn it, I'll live for a long time, how can you still play like this?"
The registrar suddenly woke up, rolled his eyes, and then suddenly opened his voice and shouted loudly: "The latest news, the latest news, Yun Zhange bet a thousand spiritual stones to buy his own death, the inside story!"
Yes, it’s publicized and full of gimmicks.
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