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The room was a little dark, and the door creaked shut. There is no way back behind him, and in Doomsday City, Zuo Fengchen now has only one choice, and that is to gamble with the Doomsday Gambling Saint!

If you win, the Doomsday Gambling Saint will disappear from the world forever!

Lose, yes, what will I lose if I lose?

I moved a chair and sat down, but I couldn't sit down, and my legs were shaking badly. You can't let the gambling saint see your legs trembling, and you can't be overwhelmed by the doomsday gambling saint in terms of momentum, even if you lose, you can't lose in momentum!

"Gambler, oh no. Gambling criminals, why should I gamble with you?"

"You've taken my contract, and you've got no choice. ”

"Oh, so what am I betting with you?"

Hey, in the future, the problem of cheap hands really has to be changed! The first time I became a thief, I didn't expect to fail! Sure enough, I answered that sentence, if I want people to know, unless I don't do it; if I want not to be caught, unless I don't stretch out my hand!

"Bet on your most important thing. ”

The Doomsday Gambling Saint still has a calm face, as if there is no trace of turbulent autumn water.

"Okay!"

Zuo Fengchen sighed, spend money to buy lessons!

Zuo Fengchen took out the only three copper coins in his pocket and put them on the gambling table. Seeing the three copper coins, the Doomsday Gambler shook his head. Hey, when people are greedy, their hearts are really like a bottomless pit!

Zuo Fengchen put the saber in his hand on the table again. Not to mention, when he thought that this sword was going to lose to the gambling saint, Zuo Fengchen was still a little reluctant in his heart!

"No, that's not the most important thing for you. ”

The gambler frowned and shook his head again.

"It's black!"

Zuo Fengchen cursed in his heart, so he had to take out the waist card of the townsman from his pocket.

Seeing the waist card, I didn't expect the Doomsday Gambling Saint to still shake his head. At this time, Zuo Fengchen was a little angry, stood together and slapped the table and shouted: "That's all I have the most valuable!"

"Think about it, there's more!"

"And a horse, gone!"

"Haha, it's neither, the most important thing for you is her!"

The doomsday gambler said and pointed at Qingwan behind Zuo Fengchen, Qingwan's face changed instantly, what, is the master going to send me out?

"You're insane! she's worth two silver coins!"

As soon as he said that he would let Qingwan leave him, Zuo Fengchen instantly seemed to go crazy! To let Qinghuan be like a woman behind the curtain, he was left to be chosen, and when he thought of this, Zuo Fengchen stretched out his hand and held the Qiushui Sword tightly.

"You can't beat me, the demi-immortal-level people in the entire Doomsday City have become my corpse soldiers, you, you are too weak!"

The doomsday gambler shook his index finger after speaking, and the relentlessness of that face made Zuo Fengchen's anger arouse to the peak.

"If you want to move Qingwan, unless you step on my corpse!"

Zuo Fengchen pulled out the Qiushui Sword, for some reason, the Qiushui Sword, which was originally just an ordinary sword that was slightly sharper than other swords, seemed to feel the killing intent of its master, and its originally bright body became deeper and deeper, and finally turned into a bottomless pool of autumn water.

"Inspired the sword spirit? Sure enough, you are a natural sword talent, I have seen many people, even if they have cultivated to a half-immortal, they can't awaken the sword spirit, you are better than his master. However, this is the city of doom, and no one will beat me except to win the bet......!

The Doomsday Gambler burst out laughing, and the world began to change again at the sound of his laughter.

"That's because you didn't meet me, Zuo Fengchen!"

Zuo Fengchen gritted his teeth, he knew that he needed to have a battle, even if it was a battle that he would lose, but he couldn't tolerate his woman being trampled on by others!

This battle is a battle to the death!

Click!

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, the roof was gone, it was night, dark night, dark night with raging storms.

"Ding Dong, the system automatically consumes a summoning volume to remind the player that you are too rubbing to beat others. ”

I'm rubbing, I'm going to work hard, this broken system actually automatically spends its own money to laugh at itself! Could it be that the world is waiting to see Lao Tzu's jokes!

"It's your business! I'm going to fight to the death!"

"The system will automatically consume a summoning volume again to remind players: bet a game with the Doomsday Gambling Saint, bet with him on major events in the world, and accept it!"

I wipe it, and automatically consume one, one is a gold coin! A gold coin is a thousand silver coins, and you can buy a few suites in Beijing!

"Ah, slowly, he said that discussing the affairs of the world with the gambling saint can subdue him!I'll go, why does the system help me?Oh, forgot, when designing it, in order to prevent players from dying all the time, they don't play anymore, so they kindly invented a prompt system, otherwise, they don't play, who will make money from the plug-in they invented?"

It was still a dark night, and the wind and rain were whistling with the hailstones.

Standing in the dark, Qingwan let the rain wet her hair, let the wind blow her immature cheeks, and the moment Zuo Fengchen drew his sword, he had completely conquered her heart.

But she was in turmoil, because she knew that she was not from this world, and one day, she would wait for someone to take her back from this world.

What kind of sorrow was that? She didn't dare to think about that day, and she didn't dare to forget the promise she had made to that man.

It's been a thousand years, a whole thousand years, the clouds she guarded are scattered, and the sea is dry and rotten, but the people she is waiting for have never come, never come......

"Doomsday Gambling Saint, I have a saying, fight again after listening!"

"Hahaha, I'm afraid! It's late, I'm the most impatient, you cowardly and scared of death, I don't want to see you again!"

Gently, gently, let the wind and rain come, Zuo Fengchen just closed his eyes and gently put the angry autumn water back into the scabbard.

"I can take you to meet someone, the guy you really want to bet with!

This time, there was no roar, Zuo Fengchen was very flat, although the voice was very low, but the wind instantly dispersed, but the torrential rain continued.

I've been trapped here for three hundred years, three hundred years, and I can't see him at all, I can't see him at all!"

"Everyone who is summoned into this world will be the most powerful person, I can take you to meet him!

Zuo Fengchen raised his head, his face was confident, although his eighteen-year-old face looked so immature. But his eyes, his eyes in the dark night, were so bright, and that brightness could only be understood by the heart.

The wind blew again, carrying a piece of hail and accurately smashing it on Zuo Fengchen's head. Blood flowed down his cheeks, and Zuo Fengchen didn't lower his resolute head!

"Liar, liar, big liar! Hahaha, everyone who comes here tells me so, but do you know that the mushroom grower will not defeat the Jade Emperor, the stir-fry can't feed the fake monkey, you are all called wonderful, only me, only I can defeat the most powerful enemy!"

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