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"Now, am I eligible to gamble with the gambling king?"
Looking at the smiling young man in front of him, at this moment, the gambling king suddenly felt that he was really old. Even with the huge gap between the earth level and the sky level, he could still talk to himself without revealing anything. Not the slightest bit of fear.
He even told himself with his strength that he was qualified to negotiate with him on an equal footing.
"How do you want to bet?" Quietly looking at Fang Cun, after a long time, the gambling king spoke slowly, with an inexplicable taste in his eyes.
"It's very simple. There is still half a month before the opening of the ancient killing field." With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Fang Cun said softly, "Within half a month, I will personally behead a strong man of the heaven rank. I can't do it." , even if I lose."
Even though he had repeatedly overestimated Fangcun in his heart, when he said this, the Gambling King still showed an indescribable look of disbelief.
As a strong man of the sky rank, he is very aware of the gap between the ranks of the earth and the ranks of the sky. Even the most talented of the ranks of the earth, don't even think about killing the ranks of the sky. This is almost an iron law of death.
Even though Fang Cun has shown such a strong posture now, at most he is barely dealing with the heavenly powerhouse, and wanting to kill the heavenly powerhouse is no different from the Arabian Nights.
As soon as the thought turned in his mind, Du Wang seemed to think of something, but before he could say it, Fang Cun seemed to read his mind, and said softly, "Don't worry, I don't use the Emperor Sword."
"!!!"
At this moment, the gambling king was really shocked by Fang Cun. He didn't need the power of the emperor's sword to kill the strong man of heaven? How can this be? !
"What's the bet?" The gambling king asked softly after a moment of silence without rushing to answer.
"If I can't do it, not only will I offer the antidote with both hands, but from now on, I will never ask my disciple to do anything again. I have never gambled with him before." Looking at the gambling king, Fang Cun said indifferently , "If I do it by chance, there is only one request, the gambling king, you must not reveal a word about today's events, and you must not ask me what I want my disciple to do."
This is the real reason why Fang Cun didn't leave just now. Only by blocking the mouth of the gambling king can the next plan proceed, otherwise, what awaits him will only be troubles one after another.
"It's fair, I'll bet with you." After pondering for a moment, the gambling king nodded slowly.
Not to mention that the gamble itself is a big advantage for him, even if he suffers a little loss, he must gamble, otherwise, wouldn't it be true that he didn't take Li Dongsheng to heart at all?
Now, there will be an irreparable rift between master and apprentice.
Although before, the gambling king swore that Li Dongsheng was dead when he lost, but in fact, he also attached great importance to this only disciple. As long as there is a glimmer of opportunity, naturally he does not want to seriously abandon it.
This gamble itself is a trick, unless he has already planned to completely sever the relationship with this disciple, otherwise, as soon as Fang Cun said something, he would have to gamble.
As for whether to leak today's events, it is actually not a big problem for the gambling king.
When he reached his level, he would naturally not take the so-called bounty for the news about Fang Cun, and the person in the picture was nothing more than the Emperor Sword.
Now that Fang Cun has shown the ability to make him feel troublesome, he has almost cut off his idea of ??fighting for the Emperor Sword. In this way, it is not important to him whether to tell the news of Fangcun or not.
"In that case, this junior will bid farewell." Naturally, he moved the corner of his mouth, stepped on Fangcun's foot, and used the Xingzi formula to the limit. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the gambling king's sight.
This is undoubtedly a gesture, telling the gambling king with this terrifying speed that even he can hardly keep himself.
Until Fang Cun completely left, Du Wang sighed, and then sat down on the chair next to him.
"Master Are you sure you can win this bet?"
Looking at the gambling king for a long time, Li Dongsheng asked softly.
Things have come to this point, but he has calmed down, left and right are just arguing with each other, and the worst result is death. Is there anything else to lose?
"If it was you, are you sure?" The gambling king didn't answer, but asked softly.
Yes, in this bet, it doesn't really matter who plays, the only difference lies in the size.
However, for Fang Cun, neither he nor the king of gambling can see clearly.
"If it was someone else, I thought there would be tennbsp; "Little master, look at you, you are not from Qingzhou, are you?" After accepting the money, Xiaoer poured tea for Huiyan with a smile, and chatted with each other.
"I just arrived in Qingzhou Prefecture." With Huiyan's strength, there is no need to care about ordinary people, but Huiyan still has no airs, talking to Xiao Er with a smile, not showing any boredom.
Sitting in a corner, watching Huiyan act like this, even if he is square, he has to admire him. Apart from other things, such a monk is indeed worthy of respect.
Seems to have thought of something suddenly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Fang Cun's mouth, and he walked towards Huiyan swaggeringly, "Little Master, my next heart is for the Buddha. I have a destiny today. I don't know if I am lucky. Please treat my little master to a vegetarian meal?"
The clean long gown was a little old, but his face was full of sincerity without any affectation. Although there was a sword hanging from his waist, it was just for decoration and not worth much.
Breath seems to be just an ordinary innate talent, although it is not bad among ordinary people, but it is not enough to make Huiyan have any thoughts.
"Amitabha, since this is the case, I would like to thank the benefactor very much."
ps: Some Calvin!
The illness has not recovered yet, alas, I have been ill for half a month, but these days it suddenly became serious again, so depressed!
In addition, Fang Cun's traditional Chinese version was published, and it will be officially listed on October 7th, which is the day after tomorrow.
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