The cold God of War Prince is passionate about the peasant wife

Akun then took out a pair of cards from his pocket and slowly raised it. It was a white pair of cards.

"It's indeed a white pair of cards, less than a thousand taels!"

"I guess it's five hundred taels!"

"More, only one hundred taels!"

Disciples from various sects immediately began to make guesses.

"Tiangangmen's white pair of cards, nine ounces and nine passes!" Akun said loudly.

At this moment, the entire arena fell silent, and everyone thought they had heard wrongly.

"Hahahahaha, nine ounces and nine passes!" Suddenly, Shadow Snake looked up to the sky and laughed.

When he smiled, the entire three levels of the arena burst into laughter.

A sect has a total of nine taels and nine strings. This is simply unheard of and unseen!
In the crowd, three old ladies covered their faces.

"Oh, this is Xiaowan's master. If I had known, I wouldn't have listened to her master. I would have just transferred all my money to him! I wouldn't be laughed at like this now!" Mrs. Qian regrets it!
"Yes! I thought her master was measured!" Mrs. Zhou also regretted it.

But it was too late to say anything now. There was laughter all around, and some people even laughed so hard!

"I know your Tiangang Clan is poor, but I really didn't expect you to be so poor. It's really amazing!" Shadow Snake shook his head.

"That's right! This person is so poor that no one has ever lived before and no one will come after him." The chief disciple of the Qingcheng Sect mocked.

At this time, the top disciple of the Diancang Sect stood up and asked loudly: "You said you are so poor, how can you still have the nerve to participate in the martial arts conference?"

"You're so thick-skinned!" Shadow Snake laughed again.

At this time, Murong Yue stood up and said softly: "It is not my uncle's wish that Tiangang Clan be so poor! Don't be too harsh on my uncle. After all, not everyone can be like dad. We must understand my uncle. difficulties.”

Murong Yue's words seemed to protect her uncle.

In fact, he compared the old Taoist priest with Murong Fu, praised Murong Fu's power, and highlighted that the old Taoist priest was really a waste.

"Miss Murong, you are so kind!" Shadow Snake said.

"Yes, just like Master Murong, he is tolerant and generous. If it were me, I would definitely not let go of these people who have hurt me!" said the Qingcheng Sect's top disciple.

"I will never let him go!" The top disciple of the Dian Cang Sect also agreed.

Amid the laughter, Akun sat calmly, and even the old Taoist priest on the second floor of the stands sat calmly.

When Murong Fu saw it, he suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.

But then he was suppressed by himself.

His eldest brother is poor, and Tiangangmen is also poor.

What's more, now that the Tiangangmen's cards have been raised, with nine ounces and nine passes, they will definitely be eliminated at this first level.

What else can happen?

His eldest brother can still be so calm, but he is just pretending to be calm.

After all, there are so many people, so what else can they do if they don't pretend to be calm?
Murong Fu felt relieved.

But when he went to see Bai Su, Bai Su was missing.

He searched around before finding Bai Su among the crowd on the third floor, but he was stunned.

Bai Su was selling things on a small homemade wooden cart. There is tea, wine, pastries, preserved fruits, and incredibly fragrant braised chicken wings and braised chicken legs on the small wooden cart...

She didn't even need to shout, the people rushed up to buy the goods when they smelled the fragrance, and the cart full of goods was sold out in a blink of an eye.

"Don't grab it, don't be anxious, everything is still there, don't worry!" Bai Su changed the car and continued to sell it.

But it was sold out again in an instant.

Not only Bai Su sells.

Other clerks from Xiao Lu's family were also pushing wooden carts on the second floor and selling on the third floor.

A total of eight carts, one cart after another, were all sold out in the blink of an eye.

Murong Fu suddenly covered his chest.

Why didn't he expect such a good opportunity to make money? This was still in his Skyhawk Sect's villa!

He didn't expect it!

Murong Fu clenched his fists.

Let this poisonous woman make money and make money. Fortunately, he will definitely get the supreme position in the martial arts world.

"Please return to the sect and show your cards!" At this time, Zhang Daxia said.

Jinshan stood up, stretched out, stretched his muscles, and said lazily: "It's finally my turn!"

However, none of the sects showed much interest and didn't even bother to look at him.

How much money can a wealthy businessman make in a sect that coaxes babies to play with?

Even if this wealthy businessman is willing to spend money on his own children, businessmen are just businessmen, and they can really make them richer than the country.

It is only in legends that one can be as rich as one's country.

In reality, I wonder if one will come out in a thousand years!
The chief disciples of each sect packed up and prepared to get up and leave.

"Why are you dawdling? Are you afraid to show off?" Shadow Snake mocked.

"You just don't dare! You were so bragging just now, won't it all be revealed now?" the Qingcheng faction laughed.

"That's right, it's not just to delay time!" The top disciple of Dian Cang Sect agreed.

"You guys -" Jin Shan looked at the four of them and shook their heads: "Not only are they a group of frogs in the well, they are also a bunch of sour grape spirit. Tsk tsk tsk, I can smell the sourness from a long distance away!"

"It's so sour!" Jinshan sighed.

"Hmph! Since you are so capable, show your cards!" Shadow Snake struck again.

"I want you to take care of it!" Jinshan ignored him.

"Then I'll help you!" Shadow Snake slammed the table and flew towards Jinshan.

At this moment, Jinshan took out a pair of cards and threw it in front of Shadow Snake.

Shadow Snake's expression suddenly froze when he saw the right card.

Snapped!
The person fell to the ground. (End of chapter)