Youth's Cultivation

When Wang Xiaohu heard this, he wanted to make a lot of money and bet on himself to win. He couldn't win $30 million or $50 million, but he soon gave up the idea. If he robbed the wealth of the Soviet bandits, he probably didn't know what happened to the bandits. Mingqiang should not, but the family of Wanyao city is the boss and he can't afford to offend!

"I won't bet. Hehe, let the old bandit make money with me. If I accidentally lose, hehe, I'll have fun. Look, I can't lose him!"

The world of mortals originally wanted to make hundreds of thousands of money, but hearing Wang Xiaohu's words, he immediately gave up his idea. If this madman really does this, it will be miserable. This kind of thing, this madman, can definitely do it!

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"Su Yang, you are really promising. You bet four times with a golden elixir. It's true!" A handsome young man in Royal jade crown looked at Su Yang sarcastically!

"Hehe, Mohe, don't say that. Maybe the Jindan friar is really extraordinary. It's understandable that Su Yang lost!" Another handsome young man seems to be extricating Su Yang, but in fact it is more ironic!

Su Yang looked gloomy and snorted coldly, "hum, if you have the guts to press that boy to win, pressing 100000 is a million Shangling, pressing a million is enough for you to practice for a lifetime!" Su Yang satirizes.

The other two young people were excited, but they soon stopped this adventurous move and joked. They just wanted to satirize Su Yang. Who can't live with the spirit stone? The golden elixir turns around. No matter how powerful it is, it's just level 4. But Su Yang has been level 4 for many years, and although people have abandoned a little, their talent for alchemy is really different. At least the top 10, steadily! They are even depressed. Why don't they encounter such a good thing? A million spirit stones!

But in their mouths, neither of them showed weakness, "ha ha, I bet! Ten thousand spirits, Wang Xiaohu wins! "

"Hehe, I'll join the fun!" Mohe also opened his mouth.

"Mohe, Luo Qing, you're fine. Wait and see!" It was all a slap in the face. Su Yang left with a gloomy face!

"Two hundred thousand spirit stones will defeat Su Yangsheng!" After Suyang left, Luo Qing immediately threw out a storage bag and bet 200000 on Suyang.

"Ha ha, elder martial brother Luo, sure enough! I'll press 300000, Su Yangsheng! " Mohe smiled. They thought the same, you bastard.

"You are more cruel than me. Forget it. I'm short of money recently, and I don't have so much. That's all!" Luo Qing sighed. It would be enough for a while if he didn't have a shortage of money and could earn 100000 more spirits!

This scene was seen by many people. They were still guessing whether Wang Xiaohu would be really powerful, but other participating disciples of face Medicine Valley were not optimistic about Wang Xiaohu. Who would bet foolishly. So the bet tilted towards Su Yang again!

"Kai Yuan, are you really optimistic about that boy?" A fat old man with a reddish face asked the Su bandits around him.

"Hehe, third uncle, just look at it!" The Su bandit was so proud that he thought of such a move to circle money. He was really talented.

"Oh, if that's true, I have to bet!" The fat old man said and planned to go to the competition field.

"Oh, my third uncle, don't dismantle my platform. If you go to gambler Xiaohu to win, others won't follow suit. At that time, I'll sell the medicine Valley and I can't afford to pay!" Su bandits quickly grabbed the fat old man.

"Fifty five!" The fat old man smiled like a profiteer.

As soon as the corner of the Su bandit's mouth drew, he met another robber.

"Panax notoginseng!" Su bandits have a flesh ache on their face!

"Four or six, it's such a happy decision!" The fat old man clapped his hands at once!

Su bandit is speechless. My third uncle, others call me Su bandit, but you are an old Su bandit!