Chapter 218 Monsters from all walks of life gather and place bets
It took a total of half a year, and Changsun Fengye finally returned to Yanchang Ancient Star.
During this period, he had offended about twenty top evildoers, each of whom was a famous figure.
"Old Chen, things have gotten out of hand. Will it be a mess?"
After Changsun Fengye came back, he directly found Chen Qingyuan, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
"Don't panic. When we really can't stand it any longer, we'll turn around and run away."
Chen Qingyuan likes to be lively. In this way, he can earn more resources.
Now whenever someone plays against him, Chen Qingyuan not only charges management fees, but also sits outside the court.
Bet on winning or losing, who will be injured first, how many rounds can be fought, etc.
Now that he has gained credibility, Chen Qingyuan's daily spiritual stone income can be called an astronomical figure. Of course, if he is unlucky, he will lose a lot in a day.
In general, you win more and lose less, and you gain a lot.
"Changsun Fengye, here I come!"
A few hours later, Feng Chen, wearing a purple shirt, came from the sky.
All the geniuses recognized his origin at a glance and exclaimed: "The holy son of Qianchen Sect!"
Feng Chen stood in the sky above a ring, his sharp eyes fell on Changsun Fengye, and he said menacingly: "Come on to the stage and fight!"
It really doesn’t let anyone rest!
Changsun Fengye wanted to complain about why he worked so hard.
What resources?
Although there are indeed many resources, as the Piao Miao Holy Son, he really has no shortage of them.
It’s a mistake to make friends!
Changsun Fengye glanced at Chen Qingyuan beside him and sighed softly.
"Watch what I do, go up and fuck him!"
Chen Qingyuan patted Changsun Fengye on the shoulder and whispered.
"Why don't you go?"
Changsun Fengye complained.
"He has made it clear that he is here to find you. What does it have to do with me?" Fortunately, Chen Qingyuan left Changsun Fengye's name on the letter of challenge instead of his own: "Besides, I still have to collect money from the dealer and wait for the fight.
I’ll give you more when I’m done.”
"I've really lost my life knowing you."
Changsun Fengye said sadly.
"You can't say that. If you didn't know me, would your soul find a place to belong?"
This trick never works after trying it a hundred times.
"..." Changsun Fengye's face was full of black lines: "Get out."
"Remember to bet Qinglian with him, don't miss the opportunity."
Chen Qingyuan reminded me.
"knew."
Of course Sun Fengye will not forget this.
The scene changed, and it was on a huge arena.
Changsun Fengye and Feng Chen of the Qianchen Sect looked at each other, tense: "Do you dare to bet on a lucky green lotus?"
"It is written in the letter of battle that if you lose, you will pay three plants, right?"
Feng Chen asked rhetorically.
"Yes." Changsun Fengye nodded.
"Then bet."
Feng Chen is not afraid.
The atmosphere in the arena became increasingly tense, but outside the arena it was extremely lively.
Chen Qingyuan waved his sleeves, and a huge table appeared in front of him, with many odds written on it.
"Don't be stunned. Don't you want to take a chance on such a wonderful battle?"
Things like fighting should be avoided if possible. But when it comes to making money, you must be serious, rack your brains, and spare no effort.
Chen Qingyuan wants to squeeze out as much of the wealth as possible from the geniuses of all parties and turn it into his own private property in a reasonable manner.
In fact, Chen Qingyuan doesn't know exactly how many spirit stones he has now, and he has not counted them carefully. However, what he can be sure of is that the overall background of most of the first-rate and weak forces in the Northern Wilderness is not as good as his own.
"My supervisor, Daoyou Sun, wins!"
"Although Changsun Fengye is not weak in strength, I have seen the abilities of the Holy Son of Qianchen Sect, so I bet a thousand high-grade spiritual stones, and Holy Son of Qianchen will win!"
"Back then, Dongli Jianzi lost half a move to Changsun Fengye, and Qianchen Holy Son was afraid that he would be in trouble. Although I am very unhappy with Chen Qingyuan's face, who would have trouble with Qian?"
"Saint Son Qianchen must have been injured first..."
There was a lot of noise outside the venue, and the number of spiritual stones bet has accumulated to more than half a million high-grade spiritual stones, and 50,000 top-grade spiritual stones.
As for the middle-grade spiritual stones and low-grade spiritual stones.
Sorry, Chen Qingyuan doesn't like it and won't accept it.
Once your reputation is established, it will be easier to make money.
Chen Qingyuan decided to make it bigger and stronger one step at a time, emptying most people's pockets.
"I'm here to join in the fun."
Suddenly, a chilling voice came from a distance, and then a warship docked near the ancient star of Yanchang.
People from Ewha Palace!
Everyone's expressions changed with shock.
Then, looking at the women in long skirts, all the young heroes stared straight-eyed.
"The Saint of Ewha Palace is here in person, please be polite."
Chen Qingyuan pretended to be respectful, cupped his fists and said.
"One hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones, Warden Sun Fengye... loses."
Wang Shutong was wearing a white dress, and no one could get close to her. The extreme chill made people shiver.
"good."
After receiving the spirit stone, Chen Qingyuan issued a voucher.
Standing next to Wang Shutong was Xiao Yanran, the younger second disciple of Lihua Palace. She looked at Chen Qingyuan several times and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if she had seen him somewhere before.
However, Xiao Yanran didn't have any impression after thinking about it for a long time.
Back then, Chen Qingyuan secretly attacked the Lihua Palace and snatched away the piece of meteorite iron. At that time, he concealed his aura and blamed the Star Picking Tower.
"I'll place a bet too."
Before the battle started, a man in black appeared.
With the appearance of this person, Yanchang Ancient Star became even more lively.
The boss of the Eighteen Meridians in Western Xinjiang, Fu Dongliu.
This guy is not a good person. It is said that since he started practicing Taoism, he has never been defeated among his peers.
Fu Dongliu hoped that Changsun Fengye could win, so that the game would become more interesting. It was only a few hundred thousand spirit stones, he didn't care.
"okay!"
Chen Qingyuan immediately issued a voucher.
Immediately afterwards, someone else came.
Other monsters from the Eighteen Lineages of Western Border came one after another.
The boss Fu Dongliu has come to join in the fun, how can they miss it.
"I believe in the boss's vision. 50,000 high-grade spiritual stones, please tell me."
"One hundred thousand spirit stones."
"Eighty thousand spiritual stones..."
Good guy, the stakes for this battle have accumulated to over one million high-grade spiritual stones.
Chen Qingyuan calculated it. Even though the amount was so big, no matter who won or lost, he didn't seem to make any profit.
It's because of these guys from the Eighteenth Line of Western Xinjiang. Why does Superintendent Sun Fengye win if nothing happens?
"For countless years, you are the first person who dares to open a casino at the Baimai Feast."
Fu Dongliu squinted his eyes and said to Chen Qingyuan.
"There is always someone who sets a precedent."
Chen Qingyuan and Fu Dongliu looked at each other without fear at all.
The two people in the ring were not disturbed by the outside world. Both sides did not make any move and were testing each other.
call out--
At a certain moment, a hair in front of Changsun Fengye's eyes suddenly broke.
The testing stage was over, and Changsun Fengye was at a disadvantage.