Without the help of Sister Xiaochi, the efficiency is really reduced. Ye Xiaochuan is a disciple of the righteous way and cannot cross the central axis to the north. He can only rely on his loud voice to call the fools of the Demon Cult who have money and nowhere to spend it to place bets.
There were not many people coming at first, just seven or eight, and each person only bet less than a hundred taels, which made Ye Xiaochuan feel helpless.
Yang Jiujiu was even more helpless, because she had now become the accountant, holding a pen and paper to help her greedy brother register the amount of money bet by the demon sect disciples. Every demon sect disciple who placed a bet would have a receipt. This is
The only proof for exchanging silver afterwards is to recognize the vote but not the person.
Ye Xiaochuan was sighing. He had lost the only sister Xiaochi who could travel between the righteous and demonic camps at will. This business probably wouldn't last long.
Yang Jiu advised him not to think about these things anymore, but to practice hard and seek immortality. This is what the disciples of the Cangyun Sect should do.
Ye Xiaochuan looked at the bet that amounted to several hundred taels of silver, nodded and said: "It seems that this game is indeed lost."
While he was talking, someone suddenly walked out from among the disciples of the Demon Sect opposite him and came to the edge of the central axis. Ye Xiaochuan looked up and his face changed. The person who came was no one else, but Tian Wen who was covered with a veil.
Ye Xiaochuan frowned and said, "It's you, long time no see!"
Tianwen looked at Ye Xiaochuan, then at Yang Jiu, who was a little embarrassed, and said, "You are so courageous that you dare to collect bets from the disciples of the Holy Cult."
Ye Xiaochuan grinned and said: "I don't have a very good character, but my gambling is absolutely top-notch. Yesterday I accepted the bets from your demon sect disciples and lost everything. I don't owe a single copper. As long as you dare
I dare to take the bet. Miss Tianwen, you and I are old acquaintances. Although we had a close fight when we met two times, there is really no winner. How about we play this bet?
How about a competition?"
Tianwen's veil shook a few times, he took out a money bag from his arms and threw it to Ye Xiaochuan, saying, "I'll hold Sha Qingchuan down."
Ye Xiaochuan took the money bag and poured out all the silver and banknotes inside. There were thirty-five taels of broken silver, plus seventy-three copper coins, and two banknotes, one with a face value of five hundred taels, and the other with a face value of one.
One hundred taels.
Ye Xiaochuan counted it and said to Yang Jiu: "Issue her a bill, a total of six hundred and thirty-five taels and seventy-three Wen."
Yang Jiujiu already knew from the conversation between Ye Xiaochuan and the woman covered in black veil that this woman's name was Tianwen. Her face condensed. Although she had not been in the world of cultivation for a long time, one of the six weirdos, Weird Tianwen, had
When asked about the girl's name, she often heard senior brother and sister Cangyun mention it.
She hesitated for a moment, then issued the note for Tianwen's bet. Ye Xiaochuan tore off the note, stamped it with his fingerprints and threw it to Tianwen.
He smiled and said: "Tianwen, if you lose and lose everything, don't cry!"
Tianwen raised his head and looked at Du Chun, who had already stepped onto the ring, and said: "Du Chun is a disciple of Li Feiyu, the first elder of Cangyun Sect's Zhengyang Peak. He has been a disciple for thirty-four years and seven months. This time, ten members of Cangyun Sect
Among the disciples who participated in the fight, she was the earliest to get started, three years earlier than Gu Jianchi. She had a good foundation, but her attainments in the Yin Yang, Qian Kun Dao, let alone Gu Jianchi, were probably not as good as Yun Qiyou.
Sha Qingchuan is an outstanding elite disciple of our Holy Religion of this generation. He has received the true inheritance of Master Xuanjia. The magic weapon in his hand is also a rare treasure of our Holy Religion. In this game, your Senior Sister Du Chun
It’s very difficult to win and the chances are slim.”
Her analysis was similar to Baili Yuan's previous analysis, but Ye Xiaochuan didn't care at all and said: "Since you think Sha Qingchuan is sure to win, then call a few more Demon Cult disciples to come over and place bets."
There was no need for Tian Wen to speak. There were demon sect disciples nearby who had already thrown out the banknotes. With Tian Wen's analysis just now, these demon sect disciples became much more courageous. Besides, Tian Wen also made a bet, so he was right to follow suit.
Ye Xiaochuan refused to accept anyone who came. He would eat as much as the demon sect disciples bet. The righteous disciples next to him also ran over to bet, but Ye Xiaochuan sprayed him with a mouthful of salt soda. If he wanted to bet, he would bet against the demon sect. Yesterday, he
It was a move to be on the safe side, but it seems a bit silly now that I think about it.
Amidst the cheers and shouts of countless people, the competitions in the ten arenas began one after another. Ye Xiaochuan did not leave. He pulled out a chair from the Qiankun bag, sat down on the edge of the central axis, and took out a large bag.
I was chewing melon seeds leisurely, staring at the two righteous elders who were guarding the formation of the arena blowing their beards.
Ye Xiaochuan just pretended not to see it and pulled Wangcai out of Yang Jiu's clothes. He was eating melon seeds while watching the fight between Du Chun and Sha Qingchuan on the 10th ring. It was very comfortable.
Tianwen didn't leave either. She actually pulled out a chair from her storage bag and sat next to the central axis, less than five feet away from Ye Xiaochuan.
Seeing this, Ye Xiaochuan grabbed a handful of melon seeds and handed them to Tian Wen. Tian Wen didn't take them, which made Yang Shijiu angry. He had been working for a long time, but his senior brother didn't give him a chair to sit on, nor did he give me melon seeds. Instead, he gave them to that person.
The devil’s teachings on demons are really too much!
Seeing that Tian Wen refused to pick up the melon seeds, Yang Jiu snatched them over and leaned on the chair to eat snacks and watch the competition. It was really a great enjoyment in life.
Ye Xiaochuan was a little disappointed. Although he and Tianwen had fought twice, and they would have drawn their swords immediately if they had not met at Duantian Cliff, Ye Xiaochuan still wanted to know what the face behind Miss Tianwen's veil looked like.
What does it look like? If she could see Tian Wen eating, she would definitely lift her veil, so that she could see with her own eyes the true face of this most mysterious of the six weirdos, the pupil weirdo. However, her wishful thinking failed.
In the ring, the battle between Du Chun and Sha Qingchuan has begun. Sha Qingchuan is like a skinny zombie with pale skin, sunken eye sockets, tall height, and waving a whip or a satin in his hand.
The magic weapon is long, soft, and glowing with demonic light. It seems to be the famous magic weapon of the Demon Sect that Tian Wen mentioned.
If Sha Qingchuan looks like a man-eating zombie devil, then Du Chun is undoubtedly the fairy in the nine heavens at this moment. The blue light released by the Blue Spirit Fairy Sword circulates quickly, and his beautiful face is bathed in the gorgeous blue light.
Except for his slight shortcomings in size, his appearance is definitely the best choice in the world of cultivation.
The Blue Spirit Sword is a water-based fairy sword that has been passed down by Cangyun Sect for thousands of years. Its sword body is different from the ordinary straight sword body. It is curved, like a twisted blue snake, more like the waves of ocean waves.
As soon as the sword was released, a strong wind blew up, and the sound of roaring mountains and tidal waves immediately filled people's eardrums, making people feel as if they were in the midst of a stormy sea.
