"Please." Master Quan San said nothing, leading the way forward, and even turned around and mocked him, "Young man, my gambling shop has a variety of ways, and it's either a place where you have money or a master."

Chen Feng deliberately pretended to be like, "I am so poor that I have only money left. I am the old man. I should try to kill me as soon as I can kill me, and follow Master Quan San, silently."

Master Quan San led Chen Feng into the backyard and stood behind the rockery and rubbed the green ring on his thumb.

When the ring turned, the rockery in front of me was filled with flowers and water, like a broken one, revealing the backyard like a reflection in the mirror.

With Chen Feng as the boundary, the front and back back yards are exactly the same, but they have changed into an opposite direction.

Chen Feng's eyes shrank slightly, covering his eyes open, and the haze aura appeared and there was already a calculation in his heart.

The dust of the ruins is the underworld.

Unexpectedly, the gambling shop really had two sides, as I guessed, no wonder there were no traces of fighting, no matter how many people saw Cao Poker and others.

It seems that he was trapped in the trap and went straight into this dark gambling house.

Chen Feng followed behind Mr. Quan and changed his mind.

I was thinking about whether to capture the thief first, so I took the third master Quan.

Master Quan seemed to feel something, turned around and smiled, and said an ambiguous sentence, "Be careful when you pass this Yin-Yang hurdle."

Chen Feng hasn't spoken yet.

The feet trembled, and the gambling house on the dark side trembled a little.

He covered his eyes and frowned in front of Master Quan San.

Countless haze airflows and black resentment gathered towards the main building, forming two increasingly thicker airflows in the direction of the main building.

This resentment of evil spirits is rare in life.

At least Chen Feng has never seen such a strong purity of resentful evil spirits in the Beidou Ke's resentful souls.

Master Quan trembled with the ground, his feet paused, and his face showed surprise, and he murmured: "Is this done?"

He ignored Chen Feng, stepped forward quickly, and trotted straight to the main building.

Chen Feng followed closely behind, behind his two positions, and was still practicing how to capture the king.

The two of them had their own thoughts and had not yet approached the main building.

A roar of endless resentment and hatred came.

"One penny is missing? Why is another one?"

...

In the main building.

The middle-aged man lost this bet and lost everything.

His limbs were lying on the ground, his eyes were red, and he was very upset. His face, neck, hands and feet were covered with black and blue earthworm patterns.

A broken palm that had three fingers broken open his mouth and crawled in with a rumbling sound.

The middle-aged man was like taking Dapu Pills, his whole body swelled up and his clothes were broken. As the black and blue earthworm patterns turned into thick pulsating blue veins, his face became bloated and ugly, his face was filled with popping sounds, and holes with thick sores.

The voice also became deeper, and the line became a twisted roar.

"One penny is missing, ah, why is it a one penny?"

There are constant breaking of hands, feet, and even heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, pouring into the bodies of middle-aged people from unknown places.

His ugliness became less and less human-like, and became a rotten meat ball full of hands, feet and broken parts.

The meat ball is getting bigger and bigger, and it passes through the main building, almost three feet tall.

These hands and feet were always gambled during their lifetime. They couldn't pay back the money they owed to the gambling house. They bet on the parts on the body of crazy gamblers on the last shop.

"Why is it a little different?" The meatball monster roared angrily, and voices that were not middle-aged people kept roaring out of his mouth.

"If you're short ten consecutive games, you'll definitely get bigger."

"The house, wife, and children can all pay off the debt. Please let me gamble another shop."

"These hands are worth ten taels of silver. Do you dare to take it? Come on, open a house."

"Cut off my kidneys and start them. No one is allowed to move my cards."

"The Supreme Monkey King is right, hahaha, give me your feet back, I won, I won, give me your feet back."

...

The endless noise eventually turned into a roar of anger with excitement, "One penny is missing."

This gambling monster wanted to destroy it. He grabbed people running around and mentioned the pus-flowing eyes and asked fiercely: "Why is it a monday?"

No matter what people were shocked to reply, the gambling monster stuffed the person into his mouth and chewed, roaring while chewing, "It's not enough, it's not enough, it's still a little less."

"How could this happen? It shouldn't be like this." Master Quan was stunned, obviously the gambling monster in front of him was not in his plan.

He was about to order to kill him.

A sound that made the soul feel chilled.

"Stand for one round, hold on for another round."

The peasant woman's soul voice was cold, her soul body was broken, and endless resentment gathered on her.

Her body was covered with black evil spirits, and her environment was like an ice cellar, and the resentful evil spirits were stinging people's hearts.

"I have to hold on for a round, and I have to hold on for another round. How much does it cost to pay for me?" The peasant woman's soul was deeply resentful, and there were countless remaining obsessions that turned into a resentful evil that was overwhelming.

This resentful evil is extraordinary. Even the black-robed Seven Killing Ghost Crew was covered in black smoke before he could escape.

The black-robed Qi Sha screamed, and stabbed the soul-cutting knife in his hand, but it opened a small hole in the resentful evil. In half a breath, it was fucked by resentful anger.

This blow that was like a rock sinking into the sea scared the black-robed seven killers to escape from their body, and they were not afraid of the risk of the ghost being exposed to the sun, and wanted to escape.

The evil spirits were directly rolled up, and the sound of "sustaining for a round" was ripped into fragments.

"One penny is missing, why one penny is missing?"

The gambling monsters turned into a middle-aged man who turned into a rotten gambling roared and blew, and rushed forward without fear of swords and weapons. He asked everyone, "Why do you spend a penny?"

"One round, how many more rounds do you have to hold on?"

The peasant woman's soul turned into a resentful ghost, the evil spirit turned into a cold and cold force, her whole body was full of evil spirits, floating aimlessly, and she was mourning, "How many more rounds do you have to last?"

She seems to be unconscious and is still in a stage of gathering evil spirits.

However, her speed of gathering evil spirits was far beyond ordinary complaints.

Resentful souls eliminate evil spirits, and they are divided into stages and levels. The obsessions in the early stages are called resentment.

The mid-term obsession is condensed, which is called resentment.

Later, obsession arises itself, and it is called a resentful evil.

The peasant woman's soul's resentment level will sooner or later be detached and will soon transform into a resentful spirit.

There were many resentful voices that were filled with murmuring around her, penetrated into her body and became part of it.

"Hehehe, I'm a 50-liang qian qian. I'm born with a wealthy life. I'm not willing to do it, I'm not willing to do it."

"Why is my soul weighing two or four cents? Ah, why?"

"Why are you stuck here? Why can't you go out? Let me go out, let me go out."

"I want reincarnation, I want to be reincarnated, I want to be a human being, ah, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost."

...

Seeing that the resentful evil spirit was sharp, he was not sad but happy. His face showed the rosy after drinking, and excitedly clapped his palms with his fists, "It's done, the resentful spirit is going to be done, the sword spirit of the sword has been completed. Not only did he explain to the sword furnace, but he also explained to Prince An."

He knew that he had made a mistake and looked back and saw that there was no figure of the gambler who was going to bet on his life.

Chen Feng took advantage of the lack of sight of Master Quan's instinct and ran away.
Chapter completed!