Various speculations also emerged.
Only one person almost broke his thigh after hearing this.
Lin Huaian went down the mountain as quickly as possible.
Take out all the valuables on you.
Includes storage bag.
Ye Hongwen was dumbfounded again.
"Kid, who are you betting on? Are you playing such a big game? Stealing your master's things? Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?" Ye Hongwen took a deep breath.
"Don't worry about it! Hurry up, I want to bet on Qin Feng." Lin Huaian urged.
Just Qin Feng’s strength!
If there is a newcomer who is better than Qin Feng, he will willingly admit defeat.
Even if he was beaten half to death by his master, he had to proceed with the bet today.
Odds of 1 to 28.
This is probably the only time in my life!
If he doesn't bet, he will be mad at himself.
"Qin Feng???" Ye Hongwen looked at Lin Huaian, his hands trembling.
He turned around and shouted, "Call my uncle over here quickly."
Storage bag!
Two hundred thousand spirit stones.
Lost!
Five million six hundred thousand spirit stones.
He doesn't dare!
When did the sect have so many gamblers playing such a big game?
This kind of atmosphere!
intolerable!
Zhuang Yun left and returned.
Looking at what was in Lin Huaian's hand, his hands were shaking a little.
Storage bags, spirit stones, pills, and magic tools!
All things added up to 360,000 spirit stones.
Another all-in gambler.
But!
When did there become so many rich young people in the sect?
"Uncle Master, please say something." Ye Hongwen reminded.
Zhuang Yun took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and put it away.
"Name!" Zhuang Yun picked up the pen.
"Lin Huaian!" Lin Huaian looked expectant.
Even a little excited.
After getting the receipt, he ran away.
The entire sect was in an uproar again.
"Who is Lin Huaian?"
"Three hundred and sixty thousand spirit stones? How come they are so rich?"
"No, who is Qin Feng? Can anyone come out and explain?"
On Fan Tianyong's side!
Several people were shocked and confused.
"Qin Feng? He seems to be the guy Junior Brother brought back. No, Junior Brother, what do you mean by this?"
"Could it be that the disciple he found for Master is him? That can't be right. That guy is only at the sixth level of Qi Refining..."
Courtyard!
Lin Huaian ran to Qin Feng happily.
“Junior Brother Qin Feng, whether I will become rich this time depends on you.
I pawned all my belongings." Lin Huaian laughed.
He was overjoyed when he thought of the odds of 1 to 28.
"How much did you bet?" Wei Qingshu narrowed his eyes and smiled happily.
This time, he can earn tens of thousands of spirit stones.
Get rich!
"Three hundred and sixty thousand! The storage bag and the magic weapon are all staked."
As soon as Lin Huaian opened his mouth, Wei Qingshu's defense was broken.
"How much? How much did you say???" Wei Qingshu grabbed Lin Huaian's shoulders like a madman.
The eyes are blood red.
Three hundred and sixty thousand spirit stones!
How could Lin Huaian have 360,000 spirit stones?
Qin Feng felt a chill on his back, and the pressure was overwhelming: "Brother, I'm really not sure. If you lose, don't blame me! You're putting a lot of pressure on me by doing this."
Aren’t these people really afraid of losing everything?
Do you really think that a monk can do whatever he wants just because he can't die by jumping off a building?
Outside!
Wang San held Lin Nan in his arms and strode forward.
There was a bright smile on his face.
"Qin Feng, you have to fight hard this time. If you win, we will earn millions of spirit stones.
I played the bad guy for a whole day just to trick these stupid dogs." Wang Sanda laughed.
Qin Feng's pressure surged again!
"Haha, uncle-master, this is nothing. Lin Huaian bet 360,000 spirit stones. If he wins, it will be 1.08 million spirit stones." Wei Qingshu wanted to cry but had no tears. He squatted on the ground, unconscious.
My mind was filled with only one thought.
Why am I so poor!
Wang San laughed and looked at Wei Qingshu as if he were a fool: "I don't believe that Zhuang Yun and his group of idiots can compensate you with so much money.
They also need 10 million spirit stones.
After paying me 1.4 million, how can they afford the money?"
Newbie Trial!
There are a lot of gamblers!
However, most of them are poor people like Wei Qingshu.
There aren't many spirit stones.
Moreover, many people are not fools.
In the past few months, everyone has been trying to figure out who has the greatest talent.
There is always someone who can guess correctly.
Back and forth!
Zhuang Yun definitely didn't earn much.
One million four hundred thousand spirit stones, almost enough to drain them all.
As for Lin Huaian’s 10.08 million, just wait!
"Ah? What about my money? Can I get it back? Ah!" Lin Huaian was furious.
"If your master comes back, he can get some back, but it shouldn't be much!" Wang San smiled evilly, then walked to Qin Feng, waved his hand, and a set of armor appeared.
"The bet is too big this time, I just found this for you!
If anyone dares to kill you, just use your ultimate move and kill them!
If anyone is killed, it's mine." Wang San said.
This is completely different from what I said before, "be gentle."
"Ahhh! Uncle-master, this is an armor magic weapon, it costs at least 400,000 spirit stones." Wei Qingshu went crazy.
Eyes are red.
Qin Feng was stunned when he heard the price.
Wang San reached out and patted Qin Feng on the shoulder.
“Small problem, the bet we made with them this time is only about five million spirit stones.
If you win, I’ll give you half!
So, you have to work hard!"
Qin Feng was stunned.
Five million spirit stones!!!
Have these gamblers really never lost?
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