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Chapter 1669 What's the use of raising you

"bet?"

The dozen or so people in Futian Pavilion on the opposite side looked at each other in blank dismay.

After becoming immortals, they rarely encounter such trifling things again.

A little unresponsive.

"Yup!"

Brother Cheng is familiar with the road.

"Don't you dare to gamble?"

This aggressive method is very superficial, but the Futian Pavilion on the opposite side exists to suppress the Tianshu Pavilion, so of course it cannot be weakened.

The leader of the Daoist said coldly: "If there is anything you dare not, I am afraid that you cannot afford the bet!"

"it is good!"

Head Jiang gave a thumbs up.

"If I get in smoothly, then..."

His eyes fell on the booths in Futian Pavilion.

"I'm going to smash you things."

As soon as this remark came out, some immortals nearby were attracted.

And several Taoist priests of Futian Pavilion were even more furious.

"you dare!"

"How bold!"

"What's the matter, can't afford to lose?"

Brother Cheng showed contempt.

"If you can't afford to lose, just clamp your tail, and don't bark at people when you have nothing to do in the future!"

"What did you say?"

"Who said we can't afford to lose?"

"We lost and were smashed, so what if you can't get in?"

Jiang Cheng turned his head and glanced at the booth at Tianshu Pavilion.

"Do you dare to join me?"

Several newcomers in Tianshu Pavilion frowned.

This is no joke.

The booth was smashed, and it didn't seem like a big loss, but for a chamber of commerce, it was tantamount to the signboard being trampled underfoot.

Not to mention the great shame and shame, it will also affect the future reputation.

Even become a laughing stock.

However, Long Lin and Mo Feng stood up immediately.

"Of course we dare!"

"If you can't get in, Head Jiang, then let them smash our booth!"

"We can afford it!"

Brother Cheng clapped his hands.

Then he looked across with interest.

"You heard it, they can afford it, now it's your turn."

Dao Zun, the leader of Futian Pavilion, wanted to say, how can their booth be compared with ours?

But if you think about it carefully, if you dare not take it this time, then Tianshu Pavilion will be weaker in momentum.

If you go back, you will definitely be reprimanded by Daosheng Qingduan.

What's more, it was impossible for Jiang Cheng to get in, and it was impossible for him to lose!

Why don't you dare to win?

"Just bet!"

He smiled coldly: "Do you think bluffing can scare us? Wait for the booth to be smashed, but let's see how Tianshu Pavilion will turn around after this time!"

In order to prevent Jiang Cheng, Long Lin and the others from regretting the loss, he also took the initiative to fly into the air, and arched his cupped hands towards the surroundings.

"Everyone!"

"I also ask you to be a witness. Our Futian Pavilion wants to gamble with their Tianshu Pavilion on whether this person can enter the barren camp next time!"

"If we lose, then they smashed our booth in Futian Pavilion, and we have nothing to say!"

"If they lose, then we will also smash their booths in Tianshu Pavilion!"

Some immortals nearby have noticed the dispute here.

Now that he shouted like this, it even attracted the attention of the audience.

"Fuck, Tianshu Pavilion and Futian Pavilion?"

"These two families are enemies, have they come to this point now?"

"They are all one of the 16 chambers of commerce that have been allowed to enter. Do you want to play so big?"

"Go and see!"

Many celestial beings who were shopping just dropped the materials and turned around to leave.

And some chambers of commerce that were setting up stalls also closed their stalls one after another and gathered together.

There is no way, as one of the sixteen chambers of commerce that can enter the arena, no matter if Tianshu Pavilion or Futian Pavilion loses, it will bring irreparable and bad effects.

It is very likely that he will never recover from it!

It is enough to change the pattern of the chamber of commerce here.

Jiang Cheng's bet seemed like a child's play, and he didn't bet on human lives or treasures, but in fact, both parties bet on the fate of their respective chambers of commerce.

"Is it so grand?"

Jiang Cheng was a little surprised.

And this expression fell into the eyes of the other party, and it turned into panic and regret.

The leader Daoist of Futian Pavilion smiled coldly.

"Hmph, you have no way out."

"Don't you want to bet with us, aren't you afraid that we can't afford to lose?"

"Now you go in!"

Those who watched the excitement around didn't think it was a big deal, and they all followed suit.

"Yes, you should go in!"

"Come in!"

"Don't be cowardly, hahaha!"

Of course, Brother Cheng would not be cowardly. He chose to make this bet, and he was sure of winning.

Glancing at the air around him, there is a void that hides the soul and body.

"Okay, it's your turn to play a role."

When entering the Wu Clan, the Soul Ancestor was welcomed, and the Desolate Clan should be no exception.

But this time, Brother Cheng miscalculated.

Hearing an awkward wry smile from Soul Sea.

"Well, do you expect me to take you in? I'm afraid it will be impossible."

"what?"

Jiang Cheng was startled, and then asked back with disbelief: "As the ancestor of the soul, you should have the same status as the boss of the Desolate race, right? The Desolate race and the Soul race are both one of the forbidden races, how could they not welcome you?"

"Cough! This..."

Xu smiled wryly and said: "The Witch Clan and us can be regarded as offensive and defensive allies, and have a good relationship, but the Desolate Clan and our Soul Clan have always been deadly enemies, and have never eased up."

"When they see me, they will only attack immediately, it is impossible to welcome me."

"I hid my soul body when I came here, and that's why."

The Soul Clan only cultivates the soul, while the Desolate Clan does not.

These two ethnic groups have been incompatible since ancient times, and they regard each other as heresy that must be eliminated.

It's a pity that Jiang Cheng doesn't know these ancient secrets.

He was disappointed to learn that this falsehood was of no use.

"Fuck, look at what you can do, what's the use of raising you?"

Soul Ancestor's face is full of cows.

"Actually, if you bring Lan Nian or Ming Tong over here this time, you will be welcomed by the desolate people. The Witch Clan has a good relationship with them."

Brother Cheng said in his heart that in order to make a bet, do I have to go back to the Wu clan to move soldiers?

That's too have no face, right?

"Forget it, it's really impossible to just break in."

"Anyway, with Brother Yi's strength, he can stand up anywhere. Doesn't it count as getting in?"

Thinking of this, he and Ji Linghan walked towards the gate of the Desolate Race not far away surrounded by the crowd.

This gate is watched by two barren Supreme.

Usually no one would dare to break in, so the two brothers just sit on the ground and doze off every day.

Naturally, they all noticed the big movement just now.

Not only them, some desolate people inside saw those immortals rushing towards this place, thought they were going to attack here, so they hurried over.

After hearing about the content of the bet, not only were they not angry, but each of them showed expressions of watching the excitement.

The two desolate people guarding the gate even yelled at Jiang Cheng.

"Boy, I'm afraid you are thinking too much."

"It's impossible for us to let you in, breaking in is just courting death!"

"You still think about how to pick up things after the booth is smashed!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The crowd outside burst into laughter again.

Those daoist priests in Futian Pavilion were completely reassured.

Take care!

(end of this chapter)