Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu was in high spirits: "Tell me, is he alive or dead?"

Feng Chenglin had a toothache: "This...does this have anything to do with us?"

"Yes...if you win, I'll give you money; if you lose, you give me money!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

"Tell me, you bet he's still alive..."

"born!"

Feng Chenglin really couldn't bear it and chose one casually.

Anyway, that person's life and death had nothing to do with him.

No, it seems to be related!

Just as he was about to change his words, Ling Luoyu already gave him a high-five with a smirk.

“I bet he’ll die!!”

After saying this, Feng Chenglin became more and more nervous.

"No, Third Young Master... How much is your gambling capital? It's too much... I don't have any. If Qingyou finds out, he will beat me to death!"

"Not much, one gold coin is enough!"

Ling Luoyu's black eyes were shining brightly as he looked at the figure of the man in the coir raincoat.

"If he is alive, you give me one gold coin. If he is dead... I will give you a thousand gold coins!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

What the hell kind of logic is this?

"Third Young Master...I win, you give me a thousand pieces??"

"yes!!"

"Then...are you sure that you can win properly?"

If so, would she just give up his gold coin?

"Tsk..."

Ling Luoyu suddenly stuttered and frowned in displeasure.

"What we want when gambling is fun, don't worry too much about these small details..."

"But the fun is in the little details... You're scaring me!"

If he loses, Ling Luoyu can still make a little profit by asking for a thousand gold coins.

What's wrong with losing money to him?

Feng Chenglin unconsciously looked at Ling Luoyu again and frowned: "You...couldn't you be possessed by an evil spirit?"

Ling Luoyu's smile completely froze: "Damn fat man, I gave you money to spend, but you are still so nagging? If you are unhappy, then you lose, give me a thousand gold coins, I lost one, okay ?”

"Don't! You'd better lose a thousand coins!"

Feng Chenglin twitched his mouth and smiled.

"Even if you sell me, I don't have that many gold coins..."

"Shut up!!"

Ling Luoyu slapped him on the mouth.

"If you keep chirping, I'll kick you down!"

Feng Chenglin reluctantly closed his mouth, but he couldn't help but look at Ling Luoyu several times.

In the end, he could only shake his head and follow her gaze towards the tavern.

In the backyard of the tavern, the figure of the Shadowless Sword has appeared, but for now it is just a glance at the formation and has no intention of rushing to help.

At this time, Su Yao was the only one on the field moving around. The other two people were lying on one side, motionless, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

But judging from Su Yao's struggling movements, the other two were probably in danger.

"What are you still standing for? Help!"

Su Yao tried his best to avoid the raincoat man's attack and shouted at the Shadowless Sword.

"Can't you see the current situation?"

"I saw it!"

Instead of helping, Shadowless Sword folded his arms and hugged the sword.

"You are retreating steadily now, and others are approaching step by step..."

"Then you won't help?"

"How can I help? You are the silver-robed killer, and I am just a little ant in the Killer Pavilion. I am not even as good as you, so I went up..."

Shadowless Sword suddenly shut up, quietly looked at the two people lying on the ground, and raised his brows.

"I guess those two people will be my fate!"

"Then what are you doing here today? Are you here to watch the fun?" Su Yao scolded angrily.