There was another big storm in the Holy City. The news that the Holy Son of Dayan was going to make a multimillion-dollar bet with Lin Yuqing, who owned the imperial map, broke out everywhere.
I don’t know how many monks are coming to the Holy City to witness this shocking gambling game that is rare in ten thousand years. This has also caused the Holy City to lose its fortune due to Lin Feng’s intervention and the number of monks in the Holy City has dropped sharply. Now the number of people in the Holy City has become extremely large. got up.
I don’t know how many small stone shops secretly thanked these two prodigal sons for reviving their stone shop that was about to lose money.
Xiang Yifei, the Holy Son of Dayan, is now simply a star among the many Holy Sons of the Holy Land. I don’t know how many Holy Sons are crazy with jealousy towards him.
The Ten Thousand Gambling Game will leave its name in the history of the Holy City, just like Yuan Tianshi made huge bets in the Holy City thousands of years ago, and there are still legends today.
Xiang Yifei deliberately placed the banquet at Miaoyuan's restaurant, and also invited Lin Feng and Ye Fan.
Ye Fan and Black Emperor looked at Xiang Yifei who was like a peacock in the field.
"Madman, it's unbearable for Xiang Yifei to pretend like this in front of you!" Ye Fan chuckled.
Lin Feng took a sip of the wine and said nonchalantly: "It's okay. It seems that Yi Fei still doesn't have a long memory. I haven't had enough of the ups and downs! Find an old guy who is not even the Yuan Tianshi and want to fight with me. , Don’t worry, this will not end well, there will be a bloody disaster today..."
The Black Emperor was a little drunk at this time and said: "Boy Lin, you must win! I spent all my wealth to win for you."
After the news of Ten Million Gambling came out, all the major holy places opened handicap in their own stone squares. At first, because of Lin Feng's unpredictable origins, the odds were almost the same as those of Dayan Holy Land.
But when Dayan Holy Land invited Ouyang Ye, Lin Feng's odds increased significantly. In some holy places, as long as you bet on Lin Feng to win, you can earn a hundred catties of gold if Lin Feng wins.
Naturally, not many people were optimistic about Lin Feng winning, but fortunately these holy places have set betting limits, otherwise some of them might lose money this time.
"Hei Huang, if you didn't tell me, you almost forgot, what is the upper limit of betting between the Ji family and Yaoguang? I haven't bothered the Ji family yet, so I will collect some interest this time." Lin Feng asked.
"Hiccup! The Ji family's upper limit is 400,000 catties, and Yaoguang's is 100,000 catties. But don't go to Yaoguang Holy Land. Yaoguang's Shifang has a bad reputation now. Basically no one invests in it. Now basically all the holy cities The monks are boycotting the stone workshop in the Holy Land of Yaoguang. You kid is a good trick, forcing the Holy Lord Yaoguang to personally kill the elders of his family and hang his corpse in front of his stone workshop for a month."
"By the way, I also heard that after you, the Holy Land of Shaking Light unlocked all the Origin Stones, and actually created another ancient royal family, and a lot of elders and disciples died. This is really unfavorable." The Black Emperor was in the Holy Land. After staying in the city for so long, I learned a lot of news.
Lin Feng didn't expect that the Holy Prince would be born like this, and he was planning to release him after he reached a higher level of cultivation!
At this moment, a young man walked towards Lin Feng's table and said, "Brother Gu Feng, I didn't expect us to meet again."
Lin Feng looked at Ye Fan, and Ye Fan sent a message and replied: "This is the grandson of the Thirteen Bandits whom I knew before. I have met him a few times, but madman, are you the master of suffering? You robbed his grandfather’s Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar.”
"Why does the Lord of Misery come to the door? The property is supposed to be returned to its original owner. I can barely be considered a descendant of the ruthless emperor!" Lin Feng replied angrily.
"Yeah! I didn't expect to meet him here. Last time I communicated with Brother Tu, I felt that it's rare to have a close friend in life!" Ye Fan said with a smile.
Tu Fei showed a lewd smile, "That's right, that's right, brother, do you still sell your saint's bra? Brother, I'll pay a big price!"
Heihuang and Lin Feng showed contempt for Ye Fan and Tu Fei. These two wretched men, Ye Fan coughed lightly: "Brother Tu Fei, don't slander people's innocence. What kind of bra? I am seven feet tall." How could a man do such a thing?"
Tu Fei's face was embarrassed. He didn't expect Ye Fan to deny it. Lin Feng didn't expect Ye Fan to have such a hobby. He said: "Brother, you have become bad! But I also understand, are everyone adults? Yes. I understand the needs in that regard!”
Now Ye Fan really wants to slap Tu and make a few big mouths. Can he talk about this matter casually?
"Brother Lin, tens of millions of bets, a role model for our generation, Tu Fei has met Brother Lin, I wonder if I can get a glass of wine!" Tu Fei said.
"It's all right, but brother Tu Fei, if you don't go over there, why would you come to this deserted place of mine." Lin Feng said with a joking smile.
"Oh, it's all sour and smelly farts over there. It stinks so bad. And I happened to see Brother Gufeng here, so I naturally wanted to come and meet my old friends. But I didn't expect that Brother Gufeng was actually in the same group as Brother Lin." Tu Fei He is a disciple of a big bandit, so naturally he cannot urinate in the same pot as those saint sons.
Just when Lin Feng, three people and one dog were chatting and criticizing the saints of all holy places. Suddenly, Zhao Donglai, the Holy Son of Purple Mansion, suddenly walked up to Lin Feng's table.
"Lin Yuqing, do you dare to fight with me?"
The challenge from the Holy Son of Purple Mansion caused the banquet to suddenly become silent. Xiang Yifei said sternly: "Zhao Donglai, what do you mean, you are provoking my guests at my banquet."
Zhao Donglai turned around and smiled: "Brother Xiang, why are you angry? This is just a small competition. Lin Yuqing, do you dare!"
Lin Feng folded his hands and said, "I'm just saying this! It's not going to end well. Zhao Shengzi, if you want to challenge me, you have to be more discerning about people, otherwise you will get into trouble if you offend the wrong people." "
Someone in the field couldn't stand it any longer, "Zhao Donglai, you, a Four-Pole monk, can challenge a Taoist monk. It's a shame you can do it."
"Yes! Victory cannot be won without force."
"It seems that Zhao Shengzi was frightened by his own saint, so he asked the Taoist monks to increase his presence!"
The ups and downs of sounds in the field stimulated Zhao Donglai's face to turn red and white.
snort! I will naturally lower my level, Lin Yuqing, don’t you dare! " Zhao Donglai said.
Lin Feng didn't know there were so many reckless flies, but thinking about it, it was still his own problem. Apart from showing off his spatial skills, his vest didn't seem to have anything worthy of praise.
Tu Fei whispered to the side: "Brother Lin, you have to be careful. Zhao Donglai is not someone who can abide by the rules."
"Don't worry, it's okay!" Lin Feng replied.
"Then let's open the arena." Lin Feng said directly. He wanted to make the Zifu Holy Land famous.
"Fucking good people are bullied, I will make you famous today." Lin Feng came up with an idea.
For banquets like this, some small arenas will be prepared for the young monks to compete and communicate, so others don't think Zhao Donglai did anything wrong, they just think that he is a bit weak in using high-level cultivators to bully him.
Of course, Lin Feng didn't have to agree, but he would be laughed at. The only one who was unhappy was Xiang Yifei. He didn't expect that Zifu Holy Land had other ideas. If the bets between both parties hadn't been handed over to the God King of the Jiang family, .
He had no doubt that Zhao Donglai would propose using Emperor Tu as a bet for the ring battle.
Soon Miao Yuan built a small arena covering an area of 1,000 feet. In fact, some people have almost guessed the origin of Lin Feng's vest, Lin Yuqing, but it is difficult to confirm. People who are interested in this battle have already paid attention to it.
