One thousand taels of bets, the dice fell out, and in an instant, Jiang Yan lost all the silver tickets of one thousand taels. Seeing that he had lost all his money, at the gambling table, the female cultivator wiped her sweat and was finally relieved.

"Haha, I knew it was really a big ......"

"This guy really can't live by himself, damn, the bad Lao Tzu also lost! When the meeting is out of the casino, Lao Tzu has to teach him a lesson......

Some people lose and some win, no one can really know what is the next open, or in other words, everything is wrong, the gambling itself is wrong, winning or losing is actually just losing.

"I'm going to bet, 100,000 taels, buy big ......"

After losing a thousand taels of silver tickets, Jiang Yan took out the Blood River Spirit Flag, but when he saw that the Blood River Flag was high alone, the whole body was red and crystal clear. Thousand-year-old vines, golden silk, and the blood river spirit flag are incomparably gorgeous, so that people can know at a glance that they are not ordinary treasures.

"Oh my God, this is a spiritual artifact?"

"Spiritual weapon? Don't say 100,000 taels of silver, even 1 million taels of silver can't be exchanged for this thing, what kind of person is this kid, he actually took out a spiritual weapon!"

"There seems to be a ghost halo on this spiritual weapon, this is a ghost flag, I have never seen this thing, if this thing is mine, others will not change it for any amount of silver......

A blood river flag caused the whole hall to marvel, there were about five hundred people in the gambling house, the blood flag came out, everyone stopped betting, they all gathered around, many first-vein realm monks, they haven't seen a spiritual weapon yet!

"Go and invite your owner out, just say that someone wants to gamble with him, and ask him if he dare? 100,000 yuan a game......" Jiang Yan's voice was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer knocking on everyone's hearts, 100,000 yuan a game, this bet is unimaginable for these low-level monks.

Lakh?

When the guards of the gambling house heard Jiang Yan's words, they were all so surprised that they discussed for a while, and they hurriedly sent someone to invite the owner of the shop.

Running all the way from the front hall, the guards in the gambling house were busy entering the backyard, the backyard of the gambling house was not big, there were only seven or eight rooms, and the guards ran to the last room and pushed the door open.

"Lord Owner!"

"Lord Owner!"

A shout sounded, and in this last room, a middle-aged man got up, only to see that he was seven feet tall and burly, and at a glance he knew that his cultivation was extraordinary. He is the owner of the Homeinn gambling house, the peak monk of the First Pulse Realm, the outer disciple of the Hanhai Sect, Zhang Qingwu.

Zhang Qingwu, who was over fifty years old and only cultivated to the peak of the First Pulse Realm, if there was no adventure, he would have cultivated this for the rest of his life.

"What are you yelling about, don't you see Lao Tzu resting? If you have a fart to release quickly, if what you say makes Lao Tzu dissatisfied, today Lao Tzu will break one of your legs......" In the past few years, his Zhang Qingwu's cultivation has almost been in a state of stagnation, and now, his temper is becoming more and more irritable.

"Lord Fang, someone wants to bet with us with a spiritual weapon, and he said that he will exchange the spiritual weapon for 100,000 taels of silver...... "The stakes are very high, this guard didn't dare to be verbose at all, and he opened his mouth to tell what happened.

After hearing his words, Zhang Qingwu's face changed, and he suddenly laughed.

"Just now, the old oil boy caught me a delicate chick, I never thought that now someone wants to use a spirit weapon to bet with us, okay, God finally remembered me, wonderful!" Words can no longer express his current mood, Zhang Qingwu pushed away the guard, and walked towards the hall.

In the homeinn gambling house, Jiang Yan waited for Zhang Qingwu with the Blood River Flag in his hand, handed over the Blood River Flag, and he exchanged it for 100,000 silver tickets. Taking over the Blood River Banner from Jiang Yan, Zhang Qingwu ordered someone to send the Spirit Flag into the backyard, and the Blood River Spirit Flag entered the backyard, and the gambling game began.

100,000 taels of silver tickets, two whole piles, placed on the gambling table, is really dazzling. There was a sound of swallowing saliva around, the wealth was moving, and the 100,000 taels of silver tickets attracted everyone's attention.

"Little brother, don't you want to gamble? The silver ticket has already been given to you, bet! Buy big and buy small?" Sitting directly opposite Jiang Yan, Zhang Qingwu waved his hand and threw down three dice, only to see that these dice were actually made of gold and jade.

This is his unique treasure, this dice can change with his mind, he can have whatever he wants, as long as Jiang Yan bets with him, he will definitely lose.

"Don't worry, Master Zhang, let me drink a cup of tea, after drinking this cup of tea, I will bet again" 100,000 taels of silver in exchange for a cup ......of tea, blowing tea foam, but Jiang Yan didn't drink it.

Now, the ghost army has entered the backyard, if there is someone in the backyard, the ghost army can bring people out in a moment, Jiang Yan is not in a hurry to bet.

It is said that when Jiang Yan was drinking tea, in the backyard of the homeinn gambling house, a yin wind suddenly appeared, the yin wind was howling, and the ghost army appeared. The secret art of the underworld can make them melt into the shadows, and there are many plants and trees in this backyard, and although the ghost army appears, no one has found their traces.

The ghost soldiers split up, and it was not too easy to find someone, and after only a few moments, they found a secret room.

The dim light reflected three figures, one of whom was the old oilman who coaxed Na Linyu to come, and it was very pleasant to see him and the other two drinking and eating.

"I didn't expect that this chick who was deceived today is so poor, damn, she doesn't even have a storage bag. If it weren't for the fact that she had a bit of a posture and could come back in exchange for some silver, Lao Tzu would have died long ago...... "These guys are all scoundrels, and what they say is extremely ugly."

"Old oilman, how many drugs did you use just now? Can she wake up today? Brothers, you still want to be refreshed!" Drinking a bowl of spirits, one of which showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, this guy is a ruffian who does all kinds of evil.

Good and evil are rewarded, not that they are not repaid, the time has not come, and today, these guys do not know that their death is coming.

"General, we have found the trace of Miss Linyu, General, what should we do with these three people below?" After entering the secret room to inquire about the news, a ghost soldier returned to the ground and bent down to salute.

But seeing a black-robed ghost general standing in front of him, this one is the current commander of the Great Zhou Ghost Army, Yan Shan.

Jiang Yan's ghost generals are all surnamed Yan.

"The emperor has an order, and all of them will be killed...... Yan Shan is a perfect cultivation of the first vein realm, he exudes the power of a great ghost general, and when he opened his mouth, he frowned and held the ghost knife on his waist.

The moment Yan Shan gave the order, in the secret room, three muffled snorts sounded, and then, blood gushed out like a fountain, and the three ruffians in the secret room were chopped off their heads by the ghost army, and died for the evil, and their retribution came.

"Soul One, bring that woman up, I'll go back to life later......" A voice sounded in the void, and Yan Shan said.

Hearing this, in the secret room, the ghost army lifted Lin Yu and took her out of the secret room.

Taking the woman from the hands of the ghost army, Yan Shan put on a black robe, which covered his whole body, and like him, the ghost army also wore a robe.

The demons put on their robes and went straight to the main hall.

"Why did a group of black-robed people suddenly appear, what's the situation?"

"How hellish these guys are, their clothes are so strange!"

"Isn't that girl the girl brought in by the old oil just now? how can she be brought out by these people, interesting, interesting, I'm afraid I'm going to have a good show to watch. ”

Separated by a road, the ghost army walked to Jiang Yan's side, lifted his robe, Yan Shan handed Lin Yu to him, and saw that a group of black-robed people suddenly appeared, and the gambling hall suddenly became noisy.

Taking the woman from Yan Shan's hand, Jiang Yan probed her pulse and nodded, but he didn't speak.

The moment Linyu appeared, Zhang Qingwu slapped the table with both hands, and stood up suddenly, his eyes widened, and he already understood that trouble was coming.

"Hurry up and take down this group, don't let them run......"

As the owner of the gambling house and the deacon of the outer gate of the Hanhai Sect, Zhang Qingwu was not stupid, he thought of what he thought was the best idea in the shortest time, that is, to kill these black-robed people.

He could see that Jiang Yan and his party were here to save people, but now how could he not know that he was tricked by Jiang Yan, and the so-called gamble was just to delay time.