"Do you want to go and see what to bet on?" Yan Chunfeng's heart is itchy and his hands are itchy.

Murong Xi didn't speak, but the direction of his move had already shown his decision.

"How many of you are here to bet? How much to buy? ”

When the shouting ghost saw a new "ghost" coming, he smiled all over his face: "Once you bet on it, you will buy it and leave it." ”

"Bet on what?" Yan Chunfeng asked.

There was only one betting table and nothing else.

The shouting ghost enthusiastically introduced: "A few people don't know yet, we have recently appeared here with a fire dragon." ”

Yan Chunfeng said: "I know this! But what does betting have to do with the dragon? ”

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

Mo Huaiyun couldn't find the clues, so the blind cat ran into the dead mouse and was found by them.

The shouting ghost said mysteriously:

"Legend has it that when the lord of Luoyang was sealed, it was also a fire dragon that went straight to the sky, and now it is a fire dragon that goes straight to the top of the clouds, do you say, does this mean that Luo Yang mainly broke through the seal? Huangquan Kingdom is about to see the light of day again? ”

Speaking of this, a look of yearning appeared on the face of the shouting ghost:

"Do you want to bet on this fire dragon, does it have anything to do with the lord of Luoyang?"

What a boring bet, Yan Chunfeng was a little disappointed.

This bet is completely based on luck, and it is not immediately clear, so what is the reason for betting? Waste of silver.

What's more, he doesn't have any silver yet.

Yan Chunfeng spread his hands: "Forget it, I came out today, and I didn't bring the dark coins on me, let's talk about it next time!" ”

"Don't!" The shouting ghost grabbed Yan Chunfeng's arm.

Yan Chunfeng felt a wave of yin qi, which rose directly down his arm to the back of his head.

"You let go!" Yan Chunfeng shuddered: "You talk well!" Don't move your hands and feet! ”

"Hey, hey, hey." The shouting ghost let go of Yan Chunfeng's arm in playful terms:

"I didn't expect your arms to be quite warm. It doesn't matter if you don't have money, you can bet on something else! ”

"Bet on what?" Yan Chunfeng asked.

"Arms, legs, or your head."

Yan Chunfeng shuddered again, are the people of Huangquan Kingdom so ruthless? Directly bet on the head.

But think about it, they are not living people who appear here, and it is not a big deal for them to take off their heads, but it may be a little inconvenient in life.

Yan Chunfeng waved his hand: "My legs, arms, and neck, I have to do big things if I keep them, forget it, let's come again next time I have a chance." ”

Seeing that the shouting ghost was about to be caught again, Yan Chunfeng hurriedly jumped away, he didn't want to have too much physical contact with a ghost.

The shouting ghost was a little lost, it was rare for someone who was willing to ask for a bet, but in the end he didn't want to buy the bet, he suddenly slapped the table:

"So be it! I'll give you ten bets, see what you buy, it's always okay, right?! ”

Not only Yan Chunfeng, but the other four people were stunned.

Isn't it too generous for Huang Quanguo to do business? You don't have to fight so hard to buy and sell, right?

Yan Chunfeng hesitated to agree, someone gave it for free, this cheap is not taken advantage of, but he is afraid that if he takes it, he will be trapped here forever.

At this time, I heard a voice that came from the side lazily: "People don't want to bet anymore, what are you still clinging to?" ”

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a young man, who looked to be in his early twenties, with his arms folded, standing three or two steps away from them and talking.

Seeing this familiar face, Murong Xi was stunned, a name, straight to the memory - Xun.