Supreme Immortal Demon

Facing Mr. Luo's gaze, Luo Chuan nodded.

He had never intended to conceal his identity, but in the gambling house hall, including Madam Ruyi, no one matched him with "Master Luo". But a thoughtful person like Mr. Luo, the God of Wealth in the West, would naturally recognize him at a glance.

"Thank you, you won't lose money." Luo Chuan said to Mr. Luo.

"Oh? I wonder how sure you are?" Mr. Luo narrowed his eyes.

"Not a cent. If you dare, come and follow." Luo Chuan said.

"Challenging the dealer starts at 10,000 Yin coins... It's expensive." Mr. Luo looked distressed.

Mr. Luo, the God of Wealth, would actually feel sorry for 10,000 Yin coins... Even if he lost a million Yin coins, it would not be a drop in the bucket for him.

All the monks present were shocked.

Luo Chuan laughed: "If you don't dare, just watch."

"Forget it." Mr. Luo gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeves, and looked like he was going to fight with his bare chest: "I'll follow!"

Luo Chuan looked at Mr. Luo deeply, and turned to Madam Ruyi: "Can we start?"

"In that case, let's start." Madam Ruyi walked to the side of the dealer, gently stroked the nervous pale face, and smiled: "Don't be afraid, use your best skills."

Luo Chuan could see clearly that a trace of cold magic power overflowed from Madam Ruyi's palm and flowed into the dealer's eyes. The dealer's expression became clear and he regained his composure. This Madam Ruyi was actually a Nascent Soul cultivator.

At the gambling table, the female cultivator dealer grabbed the dice pot, and her arm passed through a series of afterimages. A crisp sound of popping came from the jade pot, like pearls falling on a jade plate. Ding ding dang dang.

"Start betting, buy and leave!"

The female cultivator dealer exclaimed, operated her skills, and threw the dice pot. The dice pot left her hand, and she retreated as if she had lost strength.

Almost at the same time when the dice pot flew out, Luo Chuan felt a feminine aura enveloping him, like a pair of eyes, as if to take in his every move.

Luo Chuan knew that it was Madam Ruyi who suspected that he was cheating in the spell.

Luo Chuan did cheat. But he did not rely on any method.

He closed his eyes slightly. Luo Chuan's mind rose to the gate of heaven.

His "gaze" passed through the "siege" blocking the gambling table and drilled into the jade pot. The trajectory changes of each of the six dice, and the points after each rotation. All appeared in Luo Chuan's mind sea very clearly.

The dice pot had not fallen yet. But the result of the final landing of the dice. But Luo Chuan had calculated it and knew it clearly.

In an instant, Luo Chuan opened his eyes. This closing and opening was so fast that it seemed like blinking, and no one in the field noticed the abnormality!

The Qiankun bag flew and landed steadily. At the same time, Mr. Luo also threw out the Qiankun bag.

Ding!

The dice pot fell, and the bet was placed!

The monks looked at it excitedly, but then they were dumbfounded.

The square where Luo Chuan's Qiankun bag landed was actually a dot.

There were six dice in total, how could it be a dot? Could it be...

Plop!

The female monk dealer's legs softened, and she sat on the ground, her face pale.

Suddenly, the gamblers and monks' eyes lit up, their hearts thumped, and they stared at the dice pot, fearing that they would miss the most exciting moment of the night.

"Open it." Luo Chuan said.

Beside him, Mr. Luo rubbed his hands with a red face, and it was unknown whether he was really excited or fake.

Madam Ruyi's face was uncertain, and after a long time, she returned to normal, stretched out her jade hand, and slowly opened the dice pot.

As the jade pot was opened, a column of stacked dice appeared in front of everyone, and the top one was exactly a dot.

Madam Ruyi took a deep breath. When she saw the dealer's reaction, she had already vaguely expected the result, but she still held a glimmer of hope in her heart.

How could it be possible? I had clearly kept a close eye on him. He couldn't possibly do anything. How could he still guess right! Luck? How could a person's luck be so good...

Madam Ruyi gradually felt uneasy.

Thirty million Yin coins is indeed a huge fortune, but it is nothing for Wanbao Mountain City. Losing these thirty million is a small matter, and losing the face of Mr. Ning is a big matter. The most important thing is that this young man with unknown origins and mysterious means obviously intends to target Wanbao Mountain City.

Is it that puppet Ning Er who is making trouble outside and attracting enemies?

The image of the second young master of the Ning family as a prodigal son emerged in her mind, and Madam Ruyi gritted her teeth.

"Why don't you give me the money?" Luo Chuan stretched out his hand.

The maids looked at Madam Ruyi.

Madam Ruyi didn't look up: "Give it to him."

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

Three bulging Qiankun bags flew onto the gambling table. The maximum capacity of each Qiankun bag was 10 million Yin coins. Three Qiankun bags filled with Yin coins would be 30 million.

The monks in the hall stared at the Qiankun bag in front of Luo Chuan, all of them breathing heavily, their eyes red, and their faces full of fanaticism. And Wang Chi and other monks who had rejected Luo Chuan before were now stunned on the spot, regretting and wanting to die.

In the corner of his eyes, Luo Chuan grabbed the Qiankun bag and turned around.

Madam Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief and sneered secretly.

Fortunately, this young man also knew the principle of stopping when he was ahead. It seemed that he still knew that this was the territory of Mr. Ning Tianxing.

However, the next moment, Madam Ruyi's delicate body trembled slightly, and her state of mind was as high as hers, and waves were also set off on the lake of her heart.

Luo Chuan turned around, but did not take a step, holding the Qiankun bag high.

Under the curious gazes of the monks, Luo Chuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, exerted force with his thumb and index finger, and a crack appeared at the bottom of the Qiankun bag.

The black and shiny Yin coins flowed out, and the beautiful and beautiful sound reached the ears, which was enough to make anyone's soul feel so comfortable that they wanted to moan*.

The Yin coins all over the ground piled up into a hill, rising continuously and soon overflowing Luo Chuan's shoulders.

Under the eyes that were so crazy that they were about to burn, Luo Chuan said: "I borrowed this money from you. No interest is charged, and it doesn't matter when you pay it back. You will share 20% of the winnings. There is only one condition."

While speaking, Luo Chuan had turned around and looked at Mrs. Ruyi. Smile brightly.

Mrs. Ruyi's heart beat slightly faster, and she had an ominous premonition. A crazy idea flashed in her mind, which she immediately denied.

How dare this young man mess around in Lord Ning’s territory!

Just as she was thinking about it, the young man's bewitching voice suddenly sounded, echoing throughout the gambling hall.

"Go to hell with your two-sleeve Qingfengxiao."

"These ten million Yin coins are your gambling capital tonight!"

"Whoever has the courage to try his luck, come with me!"

"Second round. Thirty million Yin coins to challenge the dealer. Win or lose doubled!"

Is this kid crazy?

Mrs. Ruyi stared at Luo Chuan, her charming eyes revealing murderous intent. However, out of the corner of his eye, he could see that the maids around him were pale and confused.

Mrs. Ruyi raised her head. Also stunned.

In the main hall of the gambling house. The monks all had red eyes. Greed, desire, lust... turned into flames rising from his eyes, seeming to burn the entire hall.

It's not scary for one or two people to be like this, but for the entire gambling hall. Thousands of people were so crazy, like wild beasts about to be pounced on, even Mrs. Ruyi gradually felt out of breath.

I don’t know how long it took, but the silence was broken.

"I'm following!"

Wang Chi, a monk from the Yuexing Sect, clenched his fists and trembled as he stepped forward.

Facing the mountain of Yin coins, he almost threw himself into it. Oh my God! He loved this feeling! He had already enjoyed it once that day when he faced six carriages of Yin coins in the teleportation temple!

Follow the rich man! Sure enough, there is meat to eat! Get rich!

Wang Chi stood behind Luo Chuan with his arms filled with a pile of Yin coins that almost covered his head. Through the pile of Yin coins, what Madam Ruyi and the maids saw was a pair of eyes that were so crazy that it made one's heart palpitate.

"Grab it quickly!"

"If it's too late, it won't happen!"

"I'm following you!"

"I will follow you too!"

"Follow everyone!"

With Wang Chi taking the lead, thousands of monks rushed towards Qian Shan crazily. You gave me a bag, and more like Wang Chi, held a full arm, walked behind Luo Chuan, stood upright, silent Silent, his eyes were filled with madness.

Thousands of heavy breathing sounds echoed in the hall, and thousands of slightly ferocious eyes looked at Madam Ruyi through the dark Yin coins.

Mrs. Ruyi couldn't control the waves in her heart, her heart beat violently and rapidly, and she subconsciously turned her head to avoid looking.

"What do you want to do! This is Wanbaoshan City! Don't do whatever you want!" A maid could no longer control herself and screamed.

"What are you doing? Why don't you come to the casino to drink wine if you don't want to gamble?" Luo Chuan sneered: "According to the rules, if you challenge the banker in the second round, your win or loss will be doubled a hundred times. Can't you open it?"

The maid was speechless and turned to look at Mrs. Ruyi.

Mrs. Ruyi said nothing, just stared at Luo Chuan, trying to see through him.

Luo Chuan greeted Madam Ruyi with a calm expression.

But the monks behind him gave up.

Some of them have already lost their gambling capital, some have only the last bit of their capital left, and some are struggling hard as their Yin coins are getting less and less, unwilling to leave.

Most of them can feel that their state of mind is sinking and becoming more and more unstable. Perhaps when they lose everything and leave here, the Tao state of mind that they have managed for decades will also be broken.

Wanbaoshan City, which looks prosperous on the outside, is actually a bottomless pit. Once you make a mistake, you will never recover.

Until Luo Chuan appeared, he won twenty games in a row, challenged the dealer a hundred times, and took away 30 million Yin coins, giving them a glimmer of hope to save the defeat.

Many monks who had lost their way and returned silently swore that after winning this round of gambling and stabilizing their state of mind, they would never set foot in Wanbao Mountain City again.

"Can't open it!"

"Can't open it!"

"Can't open it!"

Thousands of monks with red eyes, their cultivation levels ranging from the foundation building realm to the true elixir realm, shouted in unison, with a thunderous roar that made the dome of the hall buzz.

The maids had panic in their eyes, they were at a loss as to what to do, and they stepped back involuntarily. Before tonight, none of them would have thought that these pitiful, cowardly, and at their mercy male cultivators would burst out with such momentum and transform into crazy beasts. Before, I wished they could stay a little longer, but now I beg them to leave as soon as possible.

Mrs. Ruyi took a deep breath, she could no longer pretend to be calm.

Thirty million Yin coins doubled a hundred times. Such a huge gamble had not happened before when she was in charge of the gambling hall.

But there has never been anything like this before. Thousands of monks are holding the Yin Coin, each one with a fierce look, and they are ready to rush forward at any time, regardless of their lives. For the first time since Wanbaoshan City was founded, it was out of control.

An extremely depressing feeling came over Mrs. Ruyi.

The young man in front of him actually instigated thousands of monks and Wanbao Mountain Villa into enemies by one person.

Who is he? What is the deep hatred? Didn't he know who he was messing with? (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!

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