On the bamboo slips of law scattered on the ground, a line of words slowly appeared.
"Those who are fond of gambling will be tattooed as Chengdan. Those who are addicted to gambling..."
Before the chapter or sentence was finished, suddenly the few figures before it became lighter and gradually disappeared.
In the gambling game on the outskirts of the city, the extremely majestic "Xingyin" was about to give the order to cut the gambler in half, when a feeling of weakness came from his heart.
His eyes flashed with confusion, and he quickly realized something.
The high spirits in his body dissipated in an instant.
The "lucky little man" stayed there, looking at his hands with nostalgia. A hint of grayness slowly appeared on the originally rosy and elastic palms.
A strong sense of unwillingness welled up in my heart, and then all kinds of feelings of helplessness and powerlessness swirled around me.
Just when Yu Xian suspected that something strange had happened in this battle, the "lucky little man" laughed nervously, turned to look desolate, and said dejectedly, "Success or failure will turn to nothing, right or wrong will turn to success or failure."
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Then, a black smoke dissipated from his body, and his appearance began to age uncontrollably.
In a short period of time, he became an old man with a hunched body again.
Looking at the old face and trembling body of the "lucky sycophant", Yu Xian really couldn't equate him with the powerful official who was "below one person and above ten thousand" just now, and who spoke according to the rules.
The little old man with a stooped body bowed deeply to Yu Xian, his lips trembled twice, and he said feebly, "My lord, I am tired."
After saying that, it turned into black smoke and dissipated.
Um?
Yu Xian used a slave ghost for the first time, and his mind was filled with questions.
what happened?
Is this a side effect of an outbreak?
But in this case, wouldn't it mean that the only slave ghosts he can use are "middle-aged flatterers"?
Yu Xian was alarmed and immediately found that the disciples from Baishi Mountain were eager to try again.
Chengfeng called for a long time, but when he saw that his strange ghost never appeared, his eyes turned red with anger, "You, where did you take my ghost, return it to me quickly!"
Yu Xian's balls were so painful after hearing this, how could he still do this? If Cheng Feng's strange ghost was really exiled for three hundred miles, who knows where he would go now.
He Xuan was even more frightened after what happened just now.
He hurriedly readjusted the rules and wanted a quick resolution.
The "flattery middle-aged man" also saw the seriousness of the situation, and encouraged Yu Xian, "My lord, the three armies can seize the commander, but the ordinary man cannot seize the ambition! The road ahead is difficult, so you should work hard!"
With the words "Flattery to the middle-aged", Yu Xian's energy consumption was slightly restored, and the swelling pain in Niwan Palace was also relieved.
Huh?
Yu Xian was keenly aware of this and couldn't help but look at the "flattery middle-aged man" one more time.
Unexpectedly, this guy can not only eliminate negative states, but also restore his energy.
If this flattering middle-aged man can continue to grow, doesn't it mean that even without the power of the rules of the gambling game, with his blessing, he can still accumulate the energy to summon another slave ghost.
Yu Xian thought about it, but he opened his mouth without hesitation. A strong wind blew by, and the whole gambling place was filled with smoke.
The strange ghost who can see through the confusion has been exiled three hundred miles away. The drunkard with the ability to control the field is also being shackled and his combat power is greatly reduced. This is a good time for Yu Xian to take action.
Mei Zhe looked at the smoke spreading everywhere, his expression a little ugly.
The fallen scholar has many tricks, including three ghosts. If the current situation cannot be won as soon as possible, who knows what else will happen.
I really don't care about my skin at this moment.
He coughed heavily and reminded in a low voice as if talking to himself, "Senior Brother Chen..."
He Xuan, who was not far away, naturally understood.
He gritted his teeth and said loudly, "Senior Brother Chen, I'm offended."
As he spoke, he looked at the gambler in the sky and activated the secret technique.
Chen Fang was watching from the outside of the gambling game, and was pulled into the gambling game by He Xuan.
Chen Fang regained consciousness, his face felt a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but sigh.
"It looks a bit ugly."
He Xuan was used to being shameless, but Mei Zhe's face turned red.
Unexpectedly, in order to deal with a degenerate scholar, several disciples of the Ghost King of Baishi Mountain took turns to fight and failed to gain any advantage.
Moreover, this matter happened within the master's sect, and he would not be punished by the master afterwards.
When Chen Fang appeared, Yu Xian couldn't help but become nervous.
The slave ghost in his hand has been summoned many times in succession, and now his mind is dizzy and he is unable to do anything.
If Chen Fang is also difficult to deal with, I'm afraid he will expose more of his trump cards.
Zhang Qiying, who was originally watching with great interest, laughed when she saw this, "Why, are there few people who bully our Shouwu clan?"
As he spoke, he patted the red gourd on his waist and said, "Dong'er, come out."
The red-skinned gourd shook twice, the stopper popped open automatically, and a six or seven-year-old girl emerged from it.
The little girl looked at Zhang Qiying calmly, her eyes full of questions.
He Xuan's progress was not going well and he felt a little embarrassed.
Seeing this, out of the desire to save face, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "My gambling game has its own rules. It's not difficult to break them, but at least you have to have the combined cultivation of the people in the game. This junior sister
Don’t overestimate your capabilities.”
Zhang Qiying turned a deaf ear and lowered her head to communicate with Dong'er.
Na Dong'er immediately floated forward, bluffing her hands, and looked at Chen Fang who had just joined the gambling game from a distance.
Chen Fang took a curious look.
He had never seen the methods of the Shouwu clan, but he was willing to try this girl's skills.
Unexpectedly, within a short time, Chen Fang and He Xuan felt something was wrong at the same time.
They only had time to look at each other, and Chen Fang and He Xuan were already separated by the gambling barrier on both sides.
That soldier Gui Donger actually directly separated Chen Fang from the gambling game!
He Xuan was shocked. No one had ever been able to get out of his gambling so easily.
Chen Fang was also extremely surprised.
His cultivation level is quite deep, and He Xuan was able to move him into gambling because of his secret connivance.
Under his full vigilance, the little witch was able to cut off the bond between herself and the gambling game.
Thus……
Chen Fang subconsciously looked back at the people in the gambling game.
At this glance, his eyes swept over Mei Zhe, He Xuan, Cheng Feng, Feng Ming, and Feng Liang in turn.
When he looked at Mei Zhe, he felt a little embarrassed for him. This guy was usually free and unruly, but now he was being shackled and made a fool of himself in the field. He was afraid that he would become a laughing stock for a while.
When looking at He Xuan, he couldn't help but wonder whether the other party's ghost will be shaken due to today's various events.
Chengfeng's servant ghost is lost.
Feng Ming, Feng Liang...
Chen Fang's eyes gradually became indifferent, and the gentle and harmonious friendship between teachers and disciples in the past gradually disappeared.
The feelings of everyone in the gambling game were particularly obvious.
They watched helplessly as Chen Fang's eyes changed from concern to strangeness.