The snake ghost saint was dumbfounded, looking at the yellow brick of incense worth 10,000 points in front of Su Chen, and then at the dozens of pitiful incense in front of him.

What a gap!

This is the difference between the rich man of the Ghost Saint Gambling House and a poor ghost!

It almost tried to burrow under the table in shame.

In the past, it also used various methods to accumulate some incense. But the bet was lost, and it was all lost. Every time you gamble, you will lose, and you have never won in the gambling house.

The dozens of incense on hand are still pitiful to the Ghost Child, who has no gambling money, and has fun with it.

“......”

When the Ghost Child Mother saw the yellow brick of 10,000 points of incense, she was also stunned, and glanced at Su Chen in astonishment.

She suddenly found that Zhuang Luyi's eyes seemed to be very good.

Although Zhuang Luyi is a ghost saint, his cultivation is extremely high. However, she didn't have any incense in her hand at all, and even if she did, it was only a few points at most.

And her "black-robed ghost servant" actually casually shot out a yellow brick of incense on the gambling table.

Netherworld, what's the most important?!

One is the realm!

The second is incense!

In the Netherworld, if you want to improve your realm and become stronger, you need to plunder the soul power of other weak ghost clans, but every plunder is a sin.

When you want to be reincarnated, if you want to be reincarnated, if you want to be reincarnated, you need to consume a lot more incense to remove the sins from your body. If there is more incense in flowers, you can cast a good tire.

This leads to a paradox.

The stronger the soul power, the more incense they consume when they are reincarnated.

It's often hard to have both.

After many ghost clans have opened their minds and know that devouring other ghost clans will bring sins, they will be very knowledgeable and will not easily devour other ghost clans, so as not to cause more sins.

Of course, there are also ghost cultivators who completely "give up on themselves".

One mind devours soul power to improve the cultivation realm, and no longer considers reincarnation...... In the next life, it's a beast, or a demon, feel free~, they don't have incense anyway!

"This kid! Xiu Wei is already in the Yuan Infant Realm, and his shot is so generous..... I don't know which big family boss is in front of me!"

The Ghost Child Mother secretly said in her heart.

If Su Chen had a lot of incense in his hand, he would be an incense boss, and he would be worthy of Zhuang Luyi, a ghost saint.

Of course, she still didn't agree with Su Chen's this, and smashed out a yellow brick of incense.

He's a newcomer, just to try his luck and see the world.

Just bet on a few dozen incense sticks and have fun.

In terms of gambling skills, it must be that the listening ghost who sits in the village is more intelligent, and most of the gamblers will be taken away if they lose.

Lose 10,000 points in one hand, and the shot is too big. Even if he has a net worth of hundreds of millions of incense, he will squander it in ten days and half a month in this Ghost Saint Grand Gambling House, and he can't keep it at all.

She would all feel heartache.

Incense is very versatile in the netherworld.

It can be used for trading in exchange for some very precious ghost cultivation items. You can also hire ghost cultivators, as long as there is enough incense, even if it is a ghost saint, you can invite it.

It's just that very few ghost clans are willing to spend this incense and ask the ghost saint for help.

"Little brother, my mother-in-law knows that you have a lot of incense, but in a place like a gambling house, it's better to take it easy.... ”

The Ghost Child Lady persuaded and reminded.

"Hehe, I know. A little gambling pleasure!"

Su Chen smiled and didn't speak.

He's already very leisurely, okay!

A piece of incense yellow brick with 10,000 points of incense is less than one percent of the daily output of Hailing Mountain. This bit of gambling money is just a casual play.

As a Terran Saint Venerable, the difficulty of obtaining incense is naturally far easier than that of the Ghost Clan Saint Venerable in the Netherworld.

The dealer gritted his teeth when he heard the ghost, closed his eyes and sighed, and opened the ghost jar.

Sooner or later, it's going to be opened!

This one is a miserable loss, and try to win it back in the next one.

"Great!"

"Win!"

Some of the ghosts roared excitedly.

There are also many ghost disciples who are very annoyed that they have lost. They are betting on the small and in the wrong direction.

"Damn, the big guy has won this one! 10,000 points, 10,000 points! Doubled! Big guy, this is a burst of luck, take me!"

The Jindan ghost monkey stared at the three dice in the ghost jar and yelled in disbelief. It fell to Su Chen's legs, a pair of gambling red eyes, incomparably adoring.

10,000 points!

It has been in the capital city of the Netherworld for a hundred years. often works in the city, earns a little incense, and goes in and out of this ghost saint gambling house. I have never won so much incense in my life, and I lost it all.

Unexpectedly, today I actually saw a ghost gangster, and he took 10,000 points of incense from the gambling house in the first place!

The ghost monkey didn't think Su Chen's gambling skills were so clever.

But, what luck!

What's the most rebellious thing about casinos?

It's nothing, and it's not good to gamble with good luck or bad luck. Even if it is a newcomer, it is simply a win.

It doesn't take much skill to bet on the size.

Fortune is at the head, and the ghost gambling god can't stop it.

"Go!"

Su Chen kicked the golden pill ghost monkey away with one kick and took back the two yellow bricks of incense.

This incense doubles in the blink of an eye.

The gambling house is worthy of being one of the largest concentrations of incense in the netherworld. This kind of place can gather a huge amount of incense so quickly.

He glanced at the dealer and said with a smile, "Go on!"

"Big guy, please listen!"

The dealer listened to the ghost's eyes on fire, gritted his teeth, and shook the ghost jar in his hand vigorously.

The Jindan ghost monkey climbed back obediently again, staring closely at the gambling table to see how Su Chen bet. It still has the last bit of incense in its hand, and it wants to turn over the book, and it wants to win back what it has lost.

"Flip!"

"Be sure to turn it over!"

Jindan ghost monkey has words in his mouth.

...

Syllable!

"Bet!"

The dealer listened to the ghost and glared at Su Chen.

All the big ghosts and little ghosts didn't bet and were waiting for Su Chen.

"Bet small!"

Su Chen casually threw a piece of Xuanwu tortoise shell, glanced at the crack on it, and then staked the two incense yellow bricks into small sizes.

He made this bet, and all the ghosts and disciples bet small.

Follow the new boss to gamble on good luck, yes.

If you make a mistake, the biggest loss is also the big guy, they are just some small money, and there is nothing to feel sorry for.

"Open!"

"Small!"

"Haha! Won, win again, double, big guy! The big guy is too lucky! Sure enough, it's good luck, and you can't stop it!"

The Jindan monkey screamed in surprise.

Its gambling money has been turned to two points of incense.

Go on!

Again!

Syllable!

Hearing that the ghost hand trembled a little, he slapped the ghost jar fiercely, and said, "Bet big or small?"

"Hey, this time I don't press big, I don't press small, just bet on the same color!

Su Chen was faint and threw three incense yellow bricks on the table.

With the same color, very few ghosts will bet.

Because the probability of the same color is not high.

The ghosts hurriedly bet on the same color, and many of them have already increased the stakes, hollowed out their bottoms, and pressed up dozens or hundreds of incense sticks.

This table has at least more than seventy or eighty thousand incense gambling funds, all of which are of the same color.

"Open!"

"Open!"

The demons roared.

Listening to the ghost's face changed, and he opened the ghost jar with trembling hands. This one, it lost more than 200,000 points of incense, and the boss had to pull out its skin.

"it! Three dice of the same color! Won. ”

The big ghosts and little ghosts are crazy with joy, and they triple in one breath, which is a burst of luck.

The snake and the ghost are happy.

It went from dozens of points of incense, won two games, and turned to more than 100 points of incense at once. Although this little incense has no effect on the ghost saint, it is cool to be able to win money from the gambling house!