The people of the Meng clan didn't expect that "Liu Yishu" was actually a talent, all the way from the beginning of the inspection in the city, the accommodation and play arrangements were in an orderly and comprehensive manner, and they couldn't pick out a single bone, so the face of the deputy patriarch in charge was very long......

When there are too many good people, the decay and luck may rise in a straight line, Li Chenfeng is naturally not so stupid, all the good things are given to the deputy patriarch's back, and he stuffed the saved spirit stone into his hand, and he was satisfied, and he also helped him hide the "bones".

The people of the Meng clan rested and meditated, and Li Chenfeng sneaked out, and when his body reappeared, he was already a completely different appearance, and went to a ruined temple in the south of the city, he wanted to find a person, and he had already found out, this person was the most suitable.

There are also beggars among the "immortals", but they are different from those among mortals, they only refer to those who owe huge debts to others and can't let him go, and it is difficult to distinguish them from each other in appearance, they are all dressed in brocade clothes, and they are sanctimonious, and they will never put a broken bowl in front of them, even if they are called beggars, they can't humiliate the monks too much.

The ruined temple was overcrowded and orderly, and they were all quietly pranayama, as for whether they were thinking about paying off their debts, only they themselves knew.

Li Chenfeng came to a dashing middle-aged man, and for some reason, he could recognize him at a glance.

"You're the one who gambled on the leftovers?"

The middle-aged man said: "I said that I would give a year to repay the debt, and before that, I must not call him a nickname, don't deceive people too much!"

"It doesn't matter what it's called, the important thing is that I can let you win, I will pay the capital, I will carry it if you lose, and you will win it!"

Where will the "gambling leftovers" believe it? Looking at this stupid man coldly, he dared to make himself happy when he had nothing to do, and seriously considered whether he should be killed......

A space ring was thrown over, and the eyes of the "gambling leftovers" were swept away, and they were bright, grabbed it in their hands, and flew towards the largest gambling house.

"Put it in my hands first, the winner will be mine, and then I will pay you back!"

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The immortal gambling is indeed elegant, not noisy or noisy, and will not shout, put the chips up the exchange, close his eyes and wait for the result, and then go to the other side and close his eyes......

Li Chenfeng is really boring, this kind of worship is a strange thing to win with a moral performance, no wonder there are so many "bets on leftovers"!

Mortal gambling houses are not less, Li Chenfeng has never lost, and if he understands those organs and trusts, he can be invincible, but this time he can only lose, the luck of the Heavenly Dao is like this, half a step Nirvana?? The dice can fight against their own bad luck? I want to go crazy with you!

Li Chenfeng only bets on the size, and when he sees whether he wins or loses, he is drenched in joy, but the bet is a little pitiful, and the meaning is good, what he wants is to lose for a long time.

After Li Chenfeng's teaching, the "gambling leftovers" pretended to be as if they had never seen him, and specifically opposed him, and each bet all the chips, with pride and surging chips.

Li Chenfeng underestimated the IQ of the immortals, and also underestimated their admiration for the "gambling leftovers", and rushed up to fight against the "gambling leftovers", all of them were the same as himself.

As expected, the declining luck showed its might, Li Chenfeng must lose every hand, and the "bet on the leftovers" is every time he wins, and within two clicks, he gambled that the immortals who fought against the Taiwan were going to live in a broken temple, and they all closed their eyes and mourned in silence......

The gambling house is in a hurry, this is repaid, each to lose to the "gambling leftovers" twice as much, not to mention, in the future, those "gambling immortals" will no longer patronize the big thing, gritted their teeth and replaced the position Nirvana?? The realm monk shook the dice, and the dice cup was replaced with a divine treasure, no matter how high the cultivation was, he didn't want to find out the situation inside.

Out of "sympathy" for the immortals, the gambling house generously lent chips, won the immortals, lost the gambling house, the immortals finally opened their eyes that had already lost red, nodded in agreement, and there was a commotion for a while......

Li Chenfeng bought and stopped, "gambling on the leftovers" in his eyes, he bought it and threw it out to the opposite side, he stopped and meant, so that the immortals finally shouted and fell into madness.

History once again proves that Li Chenfeng will lose every time he gambles, in just one hour, even the blockade is owned by the "gambling leftovers", and the people who are in the dice cup have also become his subordinates, and the immortals who died and bet with him have become shareholders, but there are many immortals who want to go to the broken temple to live!

Li Chenfeng left with a "sad" face, and two hours later, he came to a big mansion and knocked on the door, "gambling on the leftovers" lost the old residence before, and now he has won it back, saying that he will share the spoils here, who said that he can't win money if he is unlucky?

As a result, the sad expression immediately became true, and the "gambling leftovers" had just redeemed the Taoist couple and his daughter, and went to the underworld to "gamble" without any warning beforehand.

The owner of the former gambling house desperately proved that he was not killed, and handed over the title deed to his Taoist couple on the spot, but the two mothers and daughters became the owners of the gambling house, and their status was reversed, isn't it magical?

Only Li Chenfeng firmly believes that the "gambling leftovers" were killed by themselves, the reason is that the luck of heaven does not allow him to get rich, he can only lose, and he doesn't have to think about sharing the spoils, so he is stunned to let the "gambling leftovers" die.

How can other people's wives and daughters give half to themselves without evidence or evidence? Now it seems that they can't ask for it, so maybe it's their turn to return to the west......

Li Chenfeng left with grief and indignation, he really lost a lot this time, he thought that he could squander his declining luck and earn some spirit stones by the way, but the power of the Heavenly Dao was too strong, and his wish was stillborn.

The heavenly horses of the Meng clan rose into the air and continued to hurry, Li Chenfeng rode his own horse to follow from a distance, and after learning from the pain, he decided to bow to fate.

"God, I promise this time that I will only lose money and not share the spoils, and I will not be killed!"

Li Chenfeng's heart is balanced, as long as the declining luck is weakened, making a fortune with his own ability is not like playing, and he can't lose a big one because of a small one!

After resting in another city, they went straight to the gathering place of "fairy beggars", and they were not allowed to fly in the city, so they ran like a gust of wind, and the time of arrival was a little late......

"Intercept that disciple, don't let him escape, kill him!"

Li Chenfeng was full of thoughts about getting rid of his bad luck, and he was really in no mood to fight unevenly, not to mention this kind of shameless abuse, but he was blocked and beaten by a master, and he knew that he was the disciple!

It was not easy to figure out that the wind set off by his sprinting all the way was not ordinarily strong, and it couldn't cover the dresses of many women, and some even covered the capital.

It doesn't matter, the important thing is that the cultivation of the "fairy" is not low, and the control of the dress is like a spiritual control device, and there is really no need to wear more inside......

Li Chenfeng didn't believe that he was equal to the cultivation of the "fairy", and that little wind could blow people to reveal what they were, and after being beaten, he tried his best to explain, and ran again on the spot, which made the uneven monk have doubts, and he may not be able to blow it away with his palm......

"Seniors, uncles, juniors have been running forward, lifting their dresses and not looking at themselves, they have to be cheap others, they have neither grabbed nor touched their hands, do you think I look like a self-sacrificing person?"

The immortal who was beating nodded, and the reason was reasonable, but the strong were respected, and the master couldn't just admit that he was wrong, so he paid a lot of spirit stones and walked away......

"It's really a fairy wind, I don't even want my face in order to order a spirit stone, and my shame is cheaper than a spirit stone!"

Finally, someone who understood was upset for Li Chenfeng, and moved him to tears, he had never suffered such a big grievance in his life, it was really Yan Jun's face, and he knew everything!

Who knew that there was anyone more wronged than him, those humiliated women who drew their swords and were about to die, which woman would put her dress on her head in order to blackmail people......?

Li Chenfeng was in a hurry and hurriedly came to the rescue, but the trembling problem of "Liu Yishu" continued to attack, but as if he was helping a woman commit suicide, he forcibly cut a fairy's jade neck to the point of blood, and hurriedly jumped to the side, raising his hands high to show his innocence.

Everyone finally saw that this thing was weird, and they lost the interest in studying deeply, so he lost the pen spirit stone again, and the fairies of different ages were about to leave......

"Heavenly Dao luck seems to want to stop what Lao Tzu is going to do, then come on, this time it can't be wrong!"

Li Chenfeng's problem with everything screwed up, but he became more determined, and limped towards the gathering place of the "fairy beggars......

This time, the space ring filled with spirit stones was suspended in the air, and the conditions were directly issued, and those who were interested applied for the application, and soon selected one and helped him go straight to the gambling house......

Bad luck took care of him again, and he lost faster and more completely, taking down all the gambling houses in this big city, and none of them slipped through the net.

Although the fairy beggar became the owner of the gambling house, his gratitude was extremely strong, and he was willing to invite him to preside over with ninety percent of the shares, and he would rather be a shopkeeper than repay the kindness of his acquaintance, Li Chenfeng grunted in his throat, and finally refused with difficulty.

"I did it so that someone could ...... for me Build a temple for the gods of heaven to worship, thank them if you want to thank them!"

Li Chenfeng's robe sleeves waved and left resolutely, hiding merit and fame, ninety percent of the shares, "Shangcang Temple" can build the most magnificent seat, a temple for all, the only one in the world!

"Rest assured, I will never live up to the trust!"

Li Chenfeng didn't look back, and waved his hand: "I believe in you, whoever comes to the incense will give a spirit stone!"

The immortal beggar looked at his back hesitantly, could it be the god of the heavens?

An initiative was carried out to the letter, and no matter how magnificent the temple was built for the immortals, it was a matter of several hours, and Li Chenfeng flew to another big city, and it was already towering.

Random speculation makes the "Temple of the Gods" incense flourishing, and any single temple dedicated to the gods can not be compared, and it is also thought that as long as there is a pillar of incense, the gods will discuss the things they want, and they will save the trouble of worshipping the wrong temple, and it is difficult to think about it......

Wherever the Meng clan people passed, the gambling houses changed hands, and then the temples of the gods of Shangcang rose from the ground, and they didn't want to cede the spiritual land, so they would rather make less money, rather than let the heavens feel cold and make Engong's teeth cold!

The beggars are also very noisy, and the beggars' gathering places are overcrowded, waiting for the opportunity to win every time they gamble, but they don't know that Li Chenfeng has become a beggar among the beggars, and the spirit stone loses cleanly......

The concept of the gambling house and the temple of the gods of heaven is gradually deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the other temples are full of birds, only the incense on the edge of the gambling house is hard to find......