After a firework in the world, Chen San walked out of the grass hut calmly, and the young man's face was smiling, and he inserted the 'snake spine' into the ground as soon as possible.

"Can anyone come forward and challenge?" the boy began.

Hearing this, the head of Qianjinfang was full of excitement, and after waiting for a long time, his eyes suddenly burst into light.

After a period of fermentation, the odds of the bet have reached an astonishing twenty to four.

The head of the Qianjinfang grinned, the owner of the gold has come out, this is a big deal.

"Is there anyone willing to bet before the challenge begins?" shouted the head of the Qianjinfang, hoping to increase the odds of the bet this time.

You must know that this bet, he has quietly bet a lot of yang beads, no matter what the result is, he will be the winner.

The higher the odds of the bet, the higher the profit.

As soon as the words fell, the martial madman walked out of the crowd and threw all the yang beads on the gambling board.

"I'm betting that Uncle Kunlun will win!" said the martial madman.

This is a huge 'fortune', and his addition makes the bet directly reverse from 20 to 4 to 35 to 4.

The head of Qianjinfang opened his mouth wide and exclaimed, the breath in his chest almost didn't come up, and he almost fainted.

Such betting odds, he has been in the gold square for many years, and has never seen such high odds.

"Even if someone won a city in Qianjinfang with a yang pearl back then, there were no such high odds. The head of the Qianjinfang spoke.

The martial madman's approach made many people's expressions change in the field, and such high betting odds directly caused the faces of those Tianjiao who failed to bet on Chen San to change somewhat, and instantly took back the bets.

Who can compensate for such betting odds, it is too high, that is, the top holy mountain has a deep heritage, and in the face of such betting odds, it is a little suffocating.

"Can't take it back, the rules of Qianjinfang, buy it and leave it, and don't pay attention to the wrong love!"

They take back what they have bet on, and the market is meaningless.

"Uncle Kunlun has not yet accepted the challenge, and the gambling market has not yet begun, so it can naturally be recovered!" someone retorted, saying that it had not broken the rules of Qianjinfang.

This made the head of Qianjinfang speechless, and as a result, the odds of the bet changed again, directly becoming forty to one.

And that 'one' was quietly left by the head of Qianjinfang.

The head of Qianjinfang was in a cold sweat, and he couldn't get back what he had deposited in front of everyone, but he used a pseudonym to take it back.

The martial madman stretched out his hand and held the yang bead in his hand, looked at the head of the Qianjin Fang and grinned: "There is another yang bead here, who does the head think it will be?"

The head of Qianjinfang reached out and touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and said far-fetchedly: "It's probably an ownerless thing!"

"Ownerless things?" The martial madman looked at the yang bead in his hand, and asked the head of Qianjinfang again: "Is it really an ownerless thing?"

The head of Qianjinfang looked at the martial madman's eyes that seemed to see through him, and said with great certainty: "It's really an ownerless thing!"

"Since it's an ownerless thing, can you give me this yang pearl?" Chen San walked out, grabbed the yang pearl in his hand, and looked at the head of Qianjinfang and said.

"This ......" The head of Qianjinfang rolled his eyes a little hesitantly, looked at Chen San, and then looked at the martial madman, the two stood together, making him feel an ominous premonition enveloping his heart, and instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he didn't notice it for a while.

"What's the matter? A Yang Bead of an ownerless thing, could it be that the person in charge is still a little heartbroken?" Chen San saw the mind of the head of Qianjinfang, and did not give the other party time to react at all, and directly interrupted the other party's train of thought.

Some things can't be studied deeply, and once they are investigated, it will be easy to get into trouble, and Chen San knows the truth.

"Since Uncle Kunlun wants it, then give it!" The head of Qianjinfang waved his hand, and he didn't care about a yang pearl.

What is a yang pearl compared to a bet odds of forty to one?

The head of Qianjinfang only has such a high-odds betting market in his eyes at the moment.

Chen San grinned, his expression relaxed, and bet this yang pearl on the side that would fail in his challenge.

Xu was because of the high betting odds, the odds of forty to one, Chen San's approach, which did not make everyone in the room react immediately.

They stared at Chen San's yang bead, sneering in their hearts, expecting to see Chen San unlucky.

Only the head of Qianjinfang kept staring at the yang pearl, and when Chen San's interrupted train of thought worked, he felt more and more that something was wrong.

"Uncle Kunlun, please give advice!" A burst made the head of Qianjinfang, who was bowing his head and contemplative, raise his head, and there were mountains and rivers and Tianjiao who walked out eagerly, wanting to challenge Chen San.

This Tianjiao's eyes glanced at the gambling bets, and there was greed in his eyes, and he was already blinded by the odds of forty to one.

Chen San grinned and took the bag of yang beads thrown by the other party, but he didn't make any move, but moved the bench in the grass hut in full view of everyone, and sat in front of the other party like this, without any movement.

"You can just give it a try!" Chen San smiled, a little threatening.

Seeing Chen San doing this, the head of Qianjinfang, who was thinking about the cause and effect, suddenly woke up and noticed the source of the wrong.

When he opened his mouth, he was about to scold and end the gambling game, however, between the fingers of the martial mad bullet on the side, a small stone bullet was shot at the knee of the head of Qianjinfang.

The head of Qianjinfang's legs weakened and fell to the ground, and the words that came to his mouth were blocked back, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the malicious smile of the martial madman.

"Buy and leave, don't pay attention to the wrong love, I don't think the person in charge should break the rules of Qianjinfang by himself!" The martial madman patted Qianjinfang's shoulder, quite comforting.

The forty-to-one bet is in effect and the challenge has begun.

Buy and leave, don't blame for wrong love!

This is the rule of the Golden Workshop.

Whoever wants to stop it will break the rules.

The price to pay for breaking the rules easily is far from being comparable to a single game.

The head of the Qianjinfang wants to cry without tears, his face is like ashes, he naturally will not break such a rule, and he does not have the ability to challenge, around the saints in the Qianjinfang, in the gambling game, they must accept whether they lose or win.

"It's all your calculations!" the head of the Qianjinfang grinned and hated.

As an operator, because of greed, he went into the water by himself, tried to be greedy, and ended up trapping himself.

Uncle Kunlun will challenge himself if he presses himself, such a gamble has no expectations at all, it has already become a foregone conclusion, as long as he deliberately releases the water, even if it is a mountain village man who does not know how to practice, Chen San will lose this challenge.

With odds of forty to one, a mediocre yang pearl, it will squeeze them out.

The reason why Qianjinfang set up a gambling market was to see Chen San's magnificent achievements, and he thought that he had seized the 'wealth business opportunity' in a vain attempt to make a wave from it, but he never thought that he would be used against it.

With only one yang pearl, Uncle Kunlun sucked the blood of their Qianjinfang, and Chen San became the biggest winner, and there was only one.

"Good means, good strategy!"

The head of Qianjinfang collapsed to the ground like ashes, and he was weak, but he bet a lot on the victory of the little uncle of Kunlun, according to the odds, it was enough to empty him of everything.

"Who would be willing to give up such a creation?" the martial madman generously admitted, with a smile on his face, and did not deny the words of the head of the Qianjinfang, which made the head of the Qianjinfang almost vomit blood.

"Life is just ups and downs, life is heroic, it's a big deal to start over. The martial madman continued to comfort.

He wasn't worried at all that the Daughters would not pay the odds they deserved because the odds were too high.

The martial madman has friends in Qianjinfang, and he clearly knows the rules of Qianjinfang.

This rule, which is not bad for thousands of years, is the root of Qianjinfang's deep-rooted life.

The martial madman had a smile on his face, and this time the bet was over, and with the odds of forty to one, they got the cultivation resources comparable to a top holy mountain in an instant.

This is a supreme treasure!

This kind of creation is quite necessary for Chen San and himself.

At this time, the rest of the Tianjiao who went into the water to participate in the gambling market also reacted, looking at the inconspicuous yang bead, they were chilled and full of fear in their hearts.

Forty to one odds, they know what it means, and few can afford such odds.

"Why don't you make a move?" Chen San's voice exploded in their minds, like death urging death.

The mountains and rivers who fought against him, his legs were weak, and he was in a cold sweat, he also knew what was happening in the field, and he was also involved in the gambling game, facing such a situation, it was like sitting on pins and needles.

Uncle Kunlun is really as shameless as the mountains and rivers rumore.

Whether he made a move or not, the result was already doomed, and under this high-intensity pressure, he lowered his head and chose to think calmly, analyze the current situation, and find a way to reverse the doomed result.

When Chen San saw the other party's approach, his heart jumped, and he suddenly got up, his sword qi was agitated, and an extremely powerful aura suddenly rose.

"Since I didn't want to make a move, then I went out. Chen San spoke.

This approach made the mountains and rivers fighting against him raise his head arrogantly, the enemy was at present, and he was absolutely unable to think, Kunlun's little uncle's breath was stirring, and he was about to make a move, and he made an offensive and defensive posture in an instant to deal with Kunlun's attack.

However, Chen San, who was full of sword qi, stretched his waist slowly, and then, he did something that made his opponent stunned, and the sword qi surging around him collapsed and disappeared without a trace.

The young man smiled and said, "In this battle, I choose to admit defeat!"

Then, Chen San turned to look at the head of Qianjinfang, and said to the martial madman: "Prepare and prepare, collect the money!"

"You ......" The head of Qianjinfang trembled, shameless, and surrendered directly without making a move.

"What's the matter? Qianjinfang and everyone here, do you want to regret it, choose to ignore the rules of Qianjinfang?" Chen San squinted and sneered.

If the ticket is big, it will be served directly in one pot.

"The rules of Qianjinfang are not bad for a thousand years, since you choose to trample on the rules of Qianjinfang, then this huge betting odds can be chosen below. ”

Chen San's understatement brought into full play the four words of murder and heart.

Who would easily trample on the rules set by Qianjinfang, and it is not for nothing that Qianjinfang can become the largest gambling house in Emperor Wu City.

The water behind it is too deep and involves too much, it is difficult for ordinary people to understand, and there are often traces of saints inside.

"If you are not willing to trample on the rules of the Golden Workshop, then give you a day and return all the bets you have paid. Chen San held the list of people who participated in this gambling game in his hand, and all the people involved in this gambling game, including the amount of bets, were all on this list.

The young man squinted his eyes and said with an unkind expression: "If you choose to trample on the thousand-year-old rules established by Qianjinfang, then you can go by yourself, and you don't need to care about this matter." ”

Hearing this, Shanhe Tianjiao looked stunned, and then sighed, the handle is in the hands of others, who dares to ignore such a thing easily?

Even if Chen San doesn't care and doesn't want to bet on the gambling board, Qianjinfang will also come to the door to ask for the rules that are not broken for thousands of years.

If someone really chooses to ignore such a thing, it is equivalent to breaking the rules of Qianjinfang for thousands of years and becoming a sinner of Qianjinfang.

Qianjinfang is deep, who will be easily offended?