priesthood system

Chapter 58 The Holy Game
"Tell me! Tell me!"

Listening to the intermittent words, Nangong Hu shook Chen Feng feverishly with red eyes.

"Stop shaking! I can tell you how to become a believer in the God of Gamblers."

Hearing this, Nangonghu immediately let go of Chen Feng and raised his ears to listen.

"Originally we gamblers don't trust anyone easily, but I see that Mr. Nangong Hu really loves gambling, so let me tell you."

Sighing, Chen Feng said this.

"What? Nine hundred and ninety-nine golden core monks? Do you want to do it yourself?"

Hearing what Chen Feng said, Nangong Hu stood up.

"Yes, the nine hundred and ninety-nine golden core monks are the meaning of ten bets and nine losses. I did it myself because only believers in the God of Gamblers can wash away the nine losses on you, so you are the last one to win."

The last win hit Nangong Hu's heart deeply.

"Really?"

Although he believed it eighty percent in his heart, Nangonghu still questioned.

"Don't believe it?"

As he spoke, Chen Feng waved his hand at Nangong Hu and used the purification technique.

"How about it?"

Feeling that the hidden wounds in his body were repaired in an instant, Nangong Hu opened his eyes wide and looked at the smiling Chen Feng in front of him.

"Brother, this is?"

"This is also another ability of our believers. We can control the lifespan we have won, and add it to ourselves or others, or hand over one year of our lifespan to the God of Gamblers, and the God of Gamblers will control the dice of fate to randomly remove the target from one to one hundred years. lifespan, so you understand, right?"

After finishing speaking, Chen Feng continued to look at Nangonghu with a smile.

"That is to say, as long as I win more and lose less, I can live forever!"

Nangong Hu was already frightened by eternal life at this time. He did not expect that one day eternal life would become a reality in front of him!
"Theoretically, yes, but there are also many believers who have been played to death by themselves, and now they are probably imprisoned in the Kingdom of the God of Gamblers' Destiny of Dice."

Seeing Nangonghu's frightened realization, Chen Feng threw another bomb.

"captivity?"

Nangong Hu was also thinking about his future path, and when he heard the consequences of losing the bet, he quickly asked.

"It can't be said to be imprisoned, because you can get eternal life in the Kingdom of God, and unless you are fighting in the Kingdom of God, you will never be able to leave the Kingdom of God."

As he said that, a look of nostalgia flashed across Chen Feng's face, and then he quickly put it away.

Coincidentally, Nangong Hu just caught this look, and then his head started to work.

"Okay, I'm tired, I want to rest."

As he spoke, Chen Feng rubbed his head and looked at Nangonghu.

"Oh! Brother, walk slowly."

Nangonghu put away the spirit formation, but his head was still receiving Chen Feng's message.

"Zhang San, change the four of them into Cell No. [-]."

Li Si, who seemed to think of something and hurriedly returned with a confused face, said.

"My lord, No. [-] is the cell with the best environment, them?"

As he spoke, Zhang San looked at Chen Feng in front of him with suspicion.

"There are so many things! Hurry up! Don't you want to do it?"

Urging Zhang San to send Chen Feng away, Nangong Hu continued to think.

"Did Brother Chen forget to take it?"

Looking at the five dice on the table, Nangong Hu held them in his hand and looked at them, shaking them smoothly.

"It was detected as Chen Feng's special Dice of Fate, please send it back or kill it immediately!"

The mechanical sound came from the dice, feeling the terrifying energy contained in the dice in his hand, Nangong Hu quickly got up and walked towards the No. [-] cell.

"Brother! It's me! You forgot something!"

Looking at Chen Feng who was about to lie down on the big bed through the barred window, Nangong Hu hurriedly shouted.

Listening to the words outside the iron window, Chen Feng got up and came to the door.

"Brother Nangong, thank you very much. This is only for us believers to receive the will of the God of Gamblers. If I can't contact the God of Gamblers, I will die."

With that said, Chen Feng took the five dice from Nangong Hu's hand and patted his chest with lingering fear.

"Brother Chen, I'll gather 99 prisoners tomorrow, what do you think?"

Looking at Chen Feng's expression, Nangong Hu looked at Chen Feng apologetically and said.

"No problem! Let me congratulate Brother Nangong for becoming a child of God."

With that said, Chen Feng raised his hand in congratulations.

"Then let's borrow Brother Chen's good words and rely on Brother Chen."

After finishing speaking, Nangong Hu turned around and left.

"Sir, what did you tell him? Why did you ask Xiaomeng for void energy before leaving?"

Sitting on Chen Feng's body, Xiaomeng said doubtfully.

"Children, go to bed quickly! Be careful not to wake up tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Feng lay down and hugged Nangong Wenya who suddenly became stiff and fell into a deep sleep.

"Cut, just go to sleep, whoever, give you a pillow."

Saying that, Xiaomeng picked up the pillow on the bed and threw it on the floor, then lay down.

"I'm a god-given powerhouse! Nima! I'm reduced to sleeping on the floor! God! Earth! Patriarch!"

Ouyang Lie looked up to the sky and shouted, already wanting to cry without tears.

"Is there a hidden weapon?"

Ouyang Lie, who was shouting, caught the hidden weapon in his hand with a wave of his left hand and crushed it.

However, when he crushed the five dice in his hand, thin black void needles exploded and penetrated his palm.

"You are so noisy! Servant! Go to sleep!"

As he spoke, Xiaomeng smashed a pillow into Ouyang Lie's face.This time it was hit exactly [-]%.

"God! What's wrong with this world!"

Feeling the slipped pillow, Ouyang Lie broke out completely.

"boom!"

Seeing Ouyang Lie who was slowly falling down in front of him, Xiaomeng put away the black stick in her hand and climbed back on the bed to curl up in Chen Feng's arms.

In this way, Chen Feng took his subordinates to spend a comfortable night in the prison.

"Quick! Quick! Let the labor and capital go to the mine!"

Waking up early, Nangonghu couldn't wait to urge his subordinates to extract the monks one by one.

"Go down first, I'll watch here."

Looking at the 99 monks digging in front of him, Nangonghu waved his hand to signal his subordinates to retreat.

"Area closed!"

Nangonghu manipulated the spirit array in the prison to seal off the entire mine, and then walked towards the No. [-] cell humming a little tune.

"Come, come, eat more."

At the table, Chen Feng picked up a piece of meatloaf and put it in Xiaomeng's bowl.

"Thank you my lord, my lord is the best!"

Feeling the meatloaf in his mouth constantly stimulating his taste buds, Xiaomeng said with a happy face.

"boom!"

It was Nangong Wenya who looked at the bowl of unknown vegetable soup in front of him and slapped it on the table.

Seeing the hatred in Nangong Wenya's eyes, Chen Feng reluctantly gave her a piece of meat pie.

"The next is not an example, the next is not an example."

Seeing Nangong Wenya gobbling it up, Chen Feng carefully stared at Nangong Wenya with big eyes.

"boom!"

Now it's Ouyang Lie's.

Ouyang Lie stood up from the ground and looked at Chen Feng angrily, saying, "It's not fair! I'm a god-given powerhouse! I want to eat meatloaf too!"

Ever since he reluctantly took the meat pie from Chen Feng last time, Ouyang Lie's taste buds have been directly conquered by the spicy meat pie. When he goes to bed at night, he thinks about pieces of meat pie floating in front of his eyes.

"What is it called! Don't you know what class treatment is!"

While talking, Chen Feng still took away a bowl of meatloaf under Xiaomeng's pitiful gaze.

"Take it, take it, you're already bigu and still grab it from us? My god-sent powerhouse."

As he spoke, he handed the big bowl containing the meatloaf to Ouyang Lie.

Ignoring Chen Feng's ridicule, Ouyang Lie took the big bowl and stretched out his hand to grab a piece of meat pie and put it in his mouth.

Feeling the familiar taste, Ouyang Lie just felt that he could never do without this spicy meat pie.

(End of this chapter)