Fantasy: My Brothers Are All Sons Of Fortune

As if nothing had happened, Yang Xuan left the room solemnly and returned Xuanyu to the twenty-three empress.

Looking at the ten wooden barrels outside, he said casually, "Let's remove them all."

"And here you are, how many people can call me?"

Twenty Thirteen looked at Yang Xuan with a perplexed expression.

"Young master, you know that within twenty years, you will not be able to mobilize any family resources. Once you are judged to be unqualified, the loss will be huge."

"The guards I trained have all died in battle, and no one is available now." Yang Xuan said helplessly.

"This..., please forgive me, my subordinates can't do this." Twenty-three suddenly knelt down on one knee and said cupped fist.

Seeing this, Yang Xuan let out a long sigh in his heart. He was just asking tentatively, what if it was possible.

It's a pity that Yang Xuan can't use the people here with such an easy-to-use identity.

Forget it, Ben Young Master, it's not rare.

After Yang Xuan left the grocery store,

He came to a dark corner of the street, and after a flash, his dark robe and mask were gone.

What he put on was the previous white robe.

Yang Xuan didn't intend to go back directly, since he came out, he would go for a stroll around Wushuang City.

Wushuang City, which was approaching midnight, was still brightly lit. It seems that there is no difference between night and day for them.

Just when Yang Xuan, Shi Shiran, was walking towards the inn where he was staying in a leisurely manner.

It was found that the street ahead was surrounded by a circle of people, directly blocking the road ahead.

"These spectators are really, they forced me to watch the excitement." Yang Xuan muttered for a while.

So he also squeezed into the crowd, and squeezed into the front row without a wanting face.

"Guest officer, I beg you, please go..."

"Yes, yes, sir, please spare us."

"My lord, it's really hard for a small business like you to bear this big Buddha."

"Master Dao, senior, grandma, I have seniors at the top and young at the bottom...it's not easy to open a shop."

"..."

As soon as Yang Xuan squeezed in, he saw a silver-robed man surrounded by eight or nine crying people, crying and making noise, kneeling and begging for mercy, each one more miserable than the other.

Someone secretly wiped own snot and tears on the man vigorously.

Yang Xuan took another look, who else could this silver-white robed man be if he wasn't Bai Wanwan.

"Bai Wanwan? What is this guy doing here at night?" Yang Xuan was surprised in his heart.

If I remember correctly, it should be six or seven streets away from where we live. There is no need to run so far for shopping.

"Huh, Changlefang?"

Yang Xuan looked at the plaque on the door of the room that Bai Wanwan was not allowed to enter just now.

There are three large regular characters of "Changlefang" written on the plaque.

"Gambling shop? Bai Wanwan comes here to gamble money at night?" Yang Xuan was shocked.

Seeing a group of people crying and crying around Bai Wanwan, the crying father and mother would not let him in.

Yang Xuan also had a puzzled look on his face.

Stepping up to Bai Wanwan, "Hey, Brother Bai, what are you?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Bai Wanwan turned his head and looked at Yang Xuan in surprise.

"Why are you here?"

Yang Xuan looked at Bai Wanwan and joked, "I still want to know why you are here."

"Is it gambling? I can't tell, brother Bai, you're lucky."

"This fortune is not called a brother, and it is so far away from where we live. I'm afraid we will know."

Bai Wanwan only had time to wave his hands and said, "That's not the case."

I saw that group of people who were still snotting and crying at Bai Wanwan just now, came to Yang Xuan and said, "Dao brother, please do me a favor, please persuade your friend.

If he continues like this, our casino will almost fail. Please raise your hand again. "

Yang Xuan looked at these people teasingly,

"Then you have to tell me what happened first."

Before these people had time to complain, Bai Wanwan pulled Yang Xuan and walked out of the crowd.

"Hey, hey...Brother Bai, what are you? I haven't asked yet."

Yang Xuan had a smile on his face.

Bai Wanwan said without turning his head, "If you want to know, I will tell you slowly on the way."

"OK!"

After listening to Bai Wanwan, Yang Xuan finally knew what happened.

After Yang Xuan left, he and Shen Fei also left the inn not long after.

Shen Fei went to learn about the strength of the major Sects.

He went to learn about the housing situation in Wushuang City.

There are fifteen or sixteen years before the next opening of the unparalleled secret realm.

He wanted to stay in Wushuang City for a long time, so staying in this kind of inn was always inconvenient. So I want to buy a house that is convenient for cultivation.

What he didn't expect was that the residences in Wushuang City were not so expensive, even the edge of the outer city gate, it can be said that every inch of land is expensive.

He took a fancy to a house, and above the house was a sixth-tier defensive formation, a sixth-tier spirit-gathering formation, and a fifth-tier phantom formation.

This is a formation that can resist the strong in the profound realm, and for Bai Wanwan, it is already very satisfying.

But when I asked about the price, it cost 100,000 top-quality Spirit Stones. Bai Wanwan didn't have so many Spirit Stones in his hands.

The reason why he is so poor now is because the storage ring that was on the surface before has been taken away by that prodigal hoof.

On the bright side, he usually used storage rings to store some not-so-precious things, but the Spirit Stones were really not considered valuable items for Bai Wanwan at the time.

If his gold storage ring could not be hidden, it might have been pulled away. His current gold storage ring is full of scarce high rank items. If it was changed to Spirit Stones, there would definitely be countless people robbing them with their heads, and it would even cause the strong to kill and rob.

For example, the ultimate resurrection pill in his hand can be sold at a high price, and there is almost no market for it.

But just like that, Bai Wanwan would not foolishly go to exchange for some broken Spirit Stones.

This kind of life-saving things are all scarce goods, and they are also own cards. Before the time of life and death, who would foolishly sell the hole cards.

So Bai Wanwan thought of a way, which is to use the limited Spirit Stones to go to the gambling room to "gamble for a thousand dollars".

The so-called gamble to change a bicycle into a motorcycle!

Bai Wanwan is here, and he is walking at a pace that his relatives do not recognize.

Every time I go to a gambling house, there will be a lot of trouble, and there will be a period of restlessness. The most important thing is that this guy, while gambling, is still fiddling with the abacus in his hand.

With such a fiddle with him, no matter what fancy tricks he plays in the gambling house, he can always win every bet! Never lost.

Fortunately, the boss of grandma's house can't sit still anymore, he doesn't want to behave, and wants to fight Bai Wanwan.

As a result, as Bai Wanwan expected, he chose only those small gambling rooms whose strength was not as high as his.

So fight? Don't be afraid, none of them have done it before, all of them have been suppressed by force.

The reason why he appeared here, six or seven streets away from the inn, was because he made money again and again.

The so-called colleagues are friends, and those who understand you will always be your colleagues. There was something agitated over there just now, and I knew it right away.

So when Bai Wanwan came to this street, the owners of these gambling shops couldn't sit still. If you don't let me in, if you can't beat me, won't I cry?

That's why the scene Yang Xuan saw just now happened.