The World That Tao Rules

Just as Jiang Yun entered the extraterritorial battlefield, he was holding two people in the middle of the hall of the Imperial Court.

One in white, one in black, is the two men who are responsible for receiving prisoners on weekdays.

At this moment, the two men no longer have the arrogance of the past, but they are lying on the ground, their heads are drooping, and even the atmosphere does not dare to breathe.

In the invisible darkness above the main hall, a cold voice suddenly came out: "How did people not?"

The white man replied cautiously: "We don't know. We found that after he disappeared, he immediately searched the entire prison several times, but he never found his whereabouts."

"His imprint did not have the slightest reaction. According to our guess, he should have left the prison now!"

After a moment of silence, the indifferent voice above the main hall once again sounded: "Interesting, since the establishment of the Imperial Division, this is the first inexplicable prisoner."

"When he came in, did he verify his identity and crime?"

This time, not waiting for the white man to open his mouth, there is also an old voice in the darkness: "Returning to the Lord, I waited for the three to check his soul."

"This son is a Yueling tribe. Because the sacred fire inside the family was discovered by the patriarch, he personally sent it to the Emperor."

"Identity, crime, all confirmed."

With the fall of this old voice, the silence was restored again in the darkness.

After a quarter of an hour passed, the voice of the master once again sounded: "Know it, let's go back, this is the end of the matter, not the case!"

"Yes!"

The man in white and black quickly promised a sigh of relief.

Although they have some doubts in their hearts, the strict lord has always given up on this matter so easily, but this is a great thing for both of them, so where to dare to ask, stand up and go backwards. Left the hall.

Then, a few more winds rang, and the hall was restored to silence.

At this time, only an old man slowly walked out from the depths of the darkness, while walking, and said to himself: "The world in which the mortal land is located, we have basically found out that there will be no way to leave. Except that black hole!"

"Just, that black hole, even me can't enter, but a month's Lingzu people can enter, why?"

"And, the mark left by the Emperor's Criminal Division, even if he left the prison, he can still know the general movement of the imprint master. Now that he has lost his trace, he can only leave the domain and go to the extraterrestrial battlefield."

"Interesting, interesting!"

The old man’s face gradually revealed a smile: “After being so comfortable, I was able to find something interesting to do.”

"This matter, first check it out from the Moon Spirit!"

When the voice fell, the old man’s figure had disappeared.

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Extraterrestrial battlefield, the realm of fairness!

Although Jiang Yun has not really set foot on this fairness at the moment, his gods are so powerful, so he has already seen the whole situation of fairness almost clearly.

There are strong bans in several places in the fair world. Although Jiang Yun’s knowledge can be forcibly broken if it is all exuded, he did not do so.

Because, he has already seen... money empty!

At the moment when he saw the money, he understood why the former woman said that the situation of money was even more miserable, and even could not bear to say the reason!

In the center of the only ruined city in the fair world, a group of people are gathering around at this moment.

In the center of the crowd, a middle-aged man sits in his hand, holding an iron chain in his hand, and the other end of the chain is tied to a person.

It looks like it’s like a monkey play!

The person who is tied by the chain is not someone else, it is money!

The empty neck of the money is holding the chain, standing still, his eyes are empty, his numbness is like a lost soul.

In his face, he wrote two big characters with blood - thief!

The middle-aged man sitting on the ground is yelling at the crowd around him: "You, no one dares to gamble, lose ten, this is a good opportunity to make a fortune!"

"As long as you can detect what has been stolen from him, then no matter how many things you put, you will be served ten times."

"What's more, here is the fair world. As long as you dare to take it, I will dare to pay, and the virginity will not be deceived. If you want to gamble, you will have to take the shot. If you pass this village, you will not have this store!"

Although the men are very energetic, the crowds on the crowd are unmoved because some people are whispering.

"Don't be fooled. The thief's means are very clever. So far, no one has been able to block the game. During this time, this Pidong has relied on him, and the money he has earned has been full."

"Yeah, this Bi Dongsheng didn't know where to catch such a thief. He saw that he was not an ordinary person by stealing things. I didn't expect it to be used as a tool to make money."

"This thief is certainly not an ordinary person. It is said to be one of the prisoners who had just been sent to the area shortly before, and it seems to be a thief ethnic group."

"Many of the members who did not return to heaven have been visited by this group, so now they are all vented to the thief."

The voices of these people are light, but the money is empty, and the man named Bi Dongsheng hears clearly.

However, he did not explain it. He just sat there and continued to sip: "Why, you are all people with heads and faces. Isn't there even confidence in this?"

"Is still saying that the odds that I am pretending are too low? Then I will double it again and lose 20, how about?"

"Lingshi, source stone, demon dan, Daoguo, you can arbitrarily, as long as you win, I will pay twenty times, so it will always be!"

Finally, under the encouragement of Bi Dongsheng, a monk couldn't help but go forward and gambled on a demon, and then walked to the side of Qiankong's side, staring at the money.

However, as he was just standing, Bi Dongsheng had already laughed and reached out and grabbed the demon dan: "Thank you, thank you!"

The monk frowned: "Have you stolen something?"

The money spread out of the palm of his hand, and a token appeared in the palm of his hand, suddenly the face of the monk suddenly changed, and hurriedly touched his body.

Then, he reached out and grabbed the token of the empty palm of his hand, and turned to the hand of Bi Dongsheng: "Sure enough!"

After he finished speaking, he shook his head and he turned and strode away.

Throughout the process, there was no slight emotional fluctuation on the face of Qiankong, just like a walking dead.

"Haha, friend, come back next time!"

Bi Dongsheng shouted at the other's back and then looked at the crowd. "This friend is a bit bad luck, but I believe that other friends present will definitely have luck better than him. Is there anyone else to gamble?" ”

Some people still didn't believe how expensive the money was, but the process of the monk being stolen, all of them were wide-eyed and released their knowledge.

But the result is that no one can see the slightest clue, naturally let them convinced orally, where some people will go up and give things to Bi Dongsheng.

Bi Dongsheng was not in a hurry, sitting there deliberately took out a demon, counting up, apparently to stimulate everyone.

Just then, a voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ear: "I am going to gamble!"

Bi Dongsheng had no time to look at the person who spoke, and quickly and cheerfully put away the demon in his hand: "Welcome welcome, don't know what this friend is going to gamble on?"

"Bet my life!"