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Being stared at by everyone, the shop boy next to him who was in charge of rolling the dice was sweating a little, and felt that this was the brightest moment in his life.

It's amazing, under his hands, it is related to countless silver taels of spirit stones and a person's face!

With a "pop", the waiter gritted his teeth and stared, the dice cup was pinned on the table by his trembling hands, the veins on the back of his hands were exposed.

Ye Huaiyao smiled and said, "Oh, don't be nervous, don't break things."

At this time, he had already heard that the three dice were "three, three, and four", that is, "ten o'clock big".

Ye Huaiyao asked the man in ocher clothes: "You guess, I guess?"

The man in ocher clothes smiled triumphantly, and pretended to be generous and said: "It's up to me to reason, but no matter how you think about it, it's your face that matters more. I'll make way for today, you come."

Ye Huaiyao said: "Brother Tai is really good at making money and generous. Who can marry you, that is a blessing from Sansheng Xiu-I bet big, 'Eighteen o'clock big'."

Everyone around was taken aback—how could this happen?

Dice betting has always been big or small, and it is not easy to guess this point correctly. As for the specific points, who knows!

The man in ocher clothes said triumphantly, "Then I'll guess, it's seven o'clock."

Ye Huaiyao threw the small ingot of silver ingot he was playing with on the table, and said with a smile, "You must compete with me... All right, little brother, please, open it and have a look."

All eyes were on the dice cup, the waiter took a deep breath and lifted the lid.

His gaze fell into the dice cup, and then his eyes widened, and his mouth slowly opened.

Someone in the back couldn't see, and while tiptoeing anxiously, he yelled: "How many? Who won! Tell me!"

Someone in the first row stammered, "Yes, it's eighteen o'clock... big!"

Quite a number of people squeezed to the front, stretched their necks, their eyeballs were so eager to stare, they finally saw the three dice, with the bright red six facing upwards, neatly arranged in a row.

Witnessing this miraculous moment with their own eyes, many people exclaimed "ah".

You know, winning this game not only means that Ye Huaiyao has saved his face, but the lottery that the Zheyiren won several games in a row just now belongs to him!

It doesn't matter how much you lose before, the inexhaustible wealth you can enjoy in your life is only in this game!

Ye Huaiyao raised his legs, leaned his back on the chair, and vividly interpreted the meaning of the four characters "satisfied and satisfied" with body language.

But he still felt that it was not enough, he laughed and said: "How? My gambling skills are not bad compared with Your Excellency!"

The movement here also inevitably attracted the attention of Yuan Xian and the others.

Rong Zhuang's brows and eyes were originally dark, but when he turned his head and saw Ye Huaiyao smiling, his expression softened almost suddenly.

Ye Huaiyao was born with a very refined atmosphere, his facial features were sparse and clear, and he was born with a natural nobility. Standing there without saying a word or smiling, he is a handsome young man in a troubled world.

It can only be seen when he is smiling. In fact, there are two small dimples growing on his cheeks, and between the eyebrows and eyes, there is a little more innocent and pure color.

Every time she sees his pure smile, Rong Huan feels that there is still beauty in this world, not to mention just losing a game, even life can be given with both hands.

He glanced at the mournful man opposite Ye Huaiyao, he really couldn't understand how this man could have such a reluctant face, he was really blind.

The man in ocher clothes naturally couldn't think of anything. When he said "seven o'clock", Ye Huaiyao had already paid attention to the movement in the dice cup, only to hear another soft "click", that The four-pointed dice rolled one by one and turned into "one".

"Three, three, one" - exactly seven o'clock!

At the same time, that invisible force reappeared.

Since Ye Huaiyao already knew the key to it, he naturally wouldn't sit still.

He pretended to be joking, and threw the little ingot on the table, and the power penetrated the table and shook the bottom of the dice cup, and the three dice jumped up together, turning into three "six".

At the same time, wishing to regenerate, he was about to fight back, but Ye Huaiyao caught this fluctuation in time and forcibly suppressed it with his spiritual knowledge.

What is fighting is this moment, immediately, the lid of the dice cup has been opened, and everything is invalid.

The man in ocher clothes was dripping with cold sweat, his eyes were staring at the dice cup, and he just murmured: "Impossible...Impossible..."

Ye Huaiyao said: "A'nan, come on, take both the silver and spirit stones, you've made a lot today, go home and eat meat!"

Yuan Xian and Ji Lanying were also shocked by this scene, and then watched Rong Xuan's face change instantly, agreed very happily, and ran to Ye Huaiyao to collect the money.

—as if he really was a little boy who was thinking about going home and eating meat.

"Wait!"

The man in ocher clothes came back to his senses, blocked Rong Wang's hand, stared straight at Ye Huaiyao, and said sharply: "I don't believe it, let's play again!"

Ye Huaiyao seemed to be really going to stand up and leave, but when he heard this, he turned around and said, "It's not impossible to play another game. But do you still have a chance?"

The rule of the ocher-clothed man is to bet all his property in every game. This kind of generosity made him almost kill the owner of the restaurant, but now he has nothing to worry about.

Ye Huaiyao really caught him, looking at the empty table in front of him, he was silent for a while.

Ye Huaiyao said solemnly: "The so-called small gambling is fun, but big gambling hurts the body. Since you have lost the lottery, you will almost have it. Your face is useless to me."

He teased the other party for a few words, but was amused by his own words, lowered his head and smiled, and waved for Rong Rong to follow him.

The man in ocher hurriedly shouted: "Don't go! I have it, and I have another treasure!"

He was afraid that Ye Huaiyao would refuse, so before he could speak, he took out a jade box from his bosom, opened it and said, "This is the blood fetal stone conceived by the blood energy of thousands of wronged souls in Lihentian, as long as you keep using your spirit Nourishing with strength, given time, you can survive. When the time comes to recognize you as the master, it will be a sharp weapon for protecting yourself, I will bet you on this!"

Huaijiang said: "The evil energy on him comes from this thing!"

Needless to say, Ye Huaiyao, Rong Huang, and even Yuan Xian were all shocked when they saw such a thing.

Ye Huaiyao's eyes moved, his expression remained unchanged, and he said, "How did you get this thing?"

When he said this, his voice was still gentle, as if it was the same as before, but Rong Zhuang keenly heard the smell of a storm coming.

Even without Ye Huaiyao's attitude, he was aware of some mistakes from the blood fetus stone.

He was so lustful and dizzy, and he was too happy to think about leaving home for too long. The majestic devil was trapped by love, and finally suffered retribution.

——Li Hentian now, it is very likely that something will happen.

But it's not a big deal, Beicang Mojun's reputation for being cunning is not for nothing, he has always been used to keeping his back in his actions, and now he just needs to solve some small troubles.

Rong Hua's thoughts turned, he glanced in Ye Huaiyao's direction, and then stepped back, his thin figure disappeared into the surrounding crowd in an instant.

And as Ye Huaiyao didn't sit down at the gambling table for a long time, the expression of the man in ocher clothes became impatient, as if there was a tail that was on fire behind him, and he had to gamble with others. Only a few handfuls can relieve the anxiety and eagerness that are constantly transpiring.

"Why do you ask so much nonsense? Are you betting or not?"

The red-eyed man in ocher clothes rushed forward, trying to grab Ye Huaiyao's neckline.

"I won't lose! I can't lose! Come on, you bet on me!"

He made a fuss about gambling with an air of prostitution, and his red-eyed and ferocious appearance made people feel terrified.

Fortunately, Mingsheng is not a big girl who can only be snatched by others on the street. She easily avoided the other party's hand, took two steps back, stared at him with a frown, and asked, "Which demon and ghost did you worship, please?" Bless you to win every bet?"

To ordinary people, his words were probably just an ordinary sarcasm, but when it fell into Yuan Xian's ears, it was like a basin of snow water being poured on his head in winter, which made him suddenly wake up.

Yuan Xian said in his heart: "I understand why he won all the bets. This person must have asked for help from a certain evil god and was blessed by evil power. But... There are still many unreasonable things in this matter."

There was a tinge of evil in the whole thing from beginning to end.It stands to reason that this kind of wish must have to pay a certain price, so what kind of price did the man in ocher clothes pay?

Everyone is a person who cultivates immortals, without the troubles of the secular world. Why does he care so much about gambling money when he is obviously not short of money?Why make such a low-level wish?

This matter is unknown, and there is no time to delve into it now - what they should be more concerned about is the blood fetal stone that the other party brought out from Lihentian.

Ever since Bei Cang Demon Lord and Ming Sheng died together, the demon tribe has no leader. Many people have thought about invading Lihentian, but found that the land of demons and charms has been automatically closed, and there is no way to enter, so they have to give up .

It is precisely because of this that the mysterious Demon Palace is more worth exploring and coveting in their eyes. This time when they heard the news that the Demon Lord is about to be resurrected, there must be a large number of people who have this thought in their hearts.

Now that the Demon Lord has not shown his face yet, someone has already stolen Li Hentian's magic stone.How did they get in, how many people got in, and how much did they take?

Is there any relationship between the wish that Beicang Demon Lord and the ocher-clothed man made?

If these things are not cleared up quickly, one mistake will cause the magic energy to leak out and cause a catastrophe!

There were so many doubts, but the man in ocher clothes seemed to be completely insane, and he couldn't hear what Ye Huaiyao said at all.

When he missed, he raised his hand and pulled out the long sword that Ji Lanying pledged to him, and stabbed Ye Huaiyao in the chest.

The cold light on the sword's edge was dazzling, and most of the surroundings were ordinary people. He had never seen such a scene before, and there were exclamations all around, and everyone in the shop ran away.

There was also that bold and enthusiastic person who shouted at Ye Huaiyao: "Hey, this man has a sword, you should run!"

Ye Huaiyao answered casually: "Thank you for reminding me, big brother. I don't have a sword, but I'm stronger than him!"

Yuan Xian: "..."

Everyone around saw that Ye Huaiyao was joking, and he had already pulled out the jade fracture fan from his waist.

Before he spread his fan, Ping Ping slapped the opponent's sword tip, and then turned his wrist to pick it up. The man in ocher felt a strong force coming from him, and he could no longer hold the hilt of the sword. He let go and was picked up into the air.

Ye Huaiyao returned his hand and inserted the folding fan back into his waist, without looking at the ground, he turned around and swept his sleeves, the flowing cloud-like long sleeve just wrapped around the hilt of the sword, changing the falling tendency of the long sword, and flew flatly towards Yuan Xianfei past.

Yuan Xian subconsciously caught it, and Ji Lanying's saber fell into his hand.

From Ye Huaiyao's strike to closing the fan, the whole process was just between eyelashes.

And that kind of combination of elegance and strength, that kind of calm posture unintentionally displayed in the ease of doing things, is enough to make every martial arts practitioner yearn for.

Even the ordinary people around who don't understand martial arts are moved by the beauty of this sway.

No one thought that Ye Huaiyao, who looked like a dandy, could knock this vicious man's sword away with one move.

The ocher-clothed man's hands suddenly became empty, and he couldn't help but startled, not understanding what was going on.

During this moment of hesitation, he suddenly felt the white shadow shaking in front of him, followed by a strong force coming from his chest, causing him to fall backwards involuntarily.

In a whirlwind, Ye Huaiyao had trampled on him, his whole body was sore and limp, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Yuan Xian watched this scene from the side, and suddenly a very subtle feeling rose in his heart.

It's ridiculous to say that he and Ye Huaiyao have been Taoist couples for many years, and they have always respected each other like ice. This is the first time they have faced changes at the same time on such an occasion.

In the past, Yuan Xian often heard people explain how the sage was so graceful, how superb his martial arts and literary talents were, which was admirable. He often felt that the subtext of the next sentence was "you are not worthy of him", so he became impatient when he heard this.

But Ye Huaiyao survived a near-death, Yuan Xian saw his most embarrassing appearance, and also explored his most authentic side under the dazzling light, the conflicts and barriers in his heart were like snow in spring, constantly ablation.

With a different mood, he went to see this person again, and he had to admit that the admiration and praise of those people before was not unreasonable.

At least for a man, there is a natural pursuit of strength. Sometimes two people cherish each other without words, and they can find the due tacit understanding just when the swords meet.

And just now Ye Huaiyao tossed his long sword one after another, swinging it freely, so that when Yuan Xian knew how to accept the sword in an instant, a feeling of appreciation suddenly rose in his heart.

He realized that he couldn't go on like this any longer, and when he decided to call it quits, any actions of the other party would have nothing to do with him.

Yuan Xian wanted to tell Ye Huaiyao about Rong Huang, but at this moment he was frightened into a cold sweat by his own emotions, threw Ji Lanying's sword to the ground without saying a word, and hurried away like seeing a ghost.

Ye Huaiyao didn't care whether Yuan Xian left or stayed, he knew that Yuan Xian's kung fu was good, throwing a sword was just a matter of convenience, who would think so much?

He stepped on the chest of the ocher-clothed man, leaned forward, put his arms on his knees, lowered his head and asked, "How did you get the blood-fetus stone? Are you in a hurry?"

The man in ocher clothes was restrained by Ye Huaiyao, and his mind finally became clearer. He lay on the ground and looked at him with a look of horror in his eyes, but he turned his head to one side and said nothing.

Ye Huaiyao raised his eyebrows, pointed at the "Zhongfu acupoint" under his ribs, and said slowly: "I'm talking to you, I don't like people to ignore me the most."

The Zhongfu acupoint was penetrated by spiritual power, and the whole body felt like tens of thousands of ants gnawing on it. It was painful and itchy. The man in ocher clothes did not expect him to speak in a soft voice, and the forced confession was really unambiguous.

He said angrily, "You... ye... vicious!"

While speaking, his whole body was trembling involuntarily, and thin beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Ye Huaiyao said with a smile: "Hey, it's just so vicious. If you fall into my hands today, you can only blame your own fate!"

As he spoke, the fan twirled, and the handle of the fan had already touched the left eye of the man in ocher clothes.

The man in ocher only felt a tingling pain from his eyelids, and realized that the other party seemed to be planning to gouge out his eyeballs. He was shocked, and he didn't dare to insist anymore, and quickly said: "I said, I said... ...you untie my acupoints first."

Ye Huaiyao said: "I don't understand, I like to talk but don't talk."

The man in ocher clothes: "...the blood fetal stone was obtained from the back mountain of Lihentian. Maybe because the demon king is about to come out and the mountains are shaking, we accidentally found that the barrier there was a little loose, so we tried to make a gap , quietly sneaked in..."

Ye Huaiyao said: "How many people went in?"

The man in ocher clothes said: "Ten days ago, there were dozens."

People's greed can't be stopped, there were dozens ten days ago, the news spread, now there can only be more, not less.

And maybe some people have tasted the sweetness, and they will go deeper and deeper.

Ye Huaiyao hated dealing with such troublesome things the most. Thinking about running around dealing with the demons, his scalp felt numb. He gritted his teeth and said, "You guys are really good at getting into trouble."

The ocher-clothed man was very afraid of him now, so he didn't dare to speak out.

Ye Huaiyao asked again: "Does your gambling matter have anything to do with Beicang Demon Lord? Who did you make a wish with? Tell me in detail."

Unexpectedly, the man in ocher clothes was extremely determined this time, only saying that he had nothing to do with the Demon Lord over and over again, and no matter how much Ye Huaiyao pressed him, he dared not answer the rest.

Ye Huaiyao knew that things like this kind of wish power prayers were usually accompanied by restrictions of curses. This man was probably afraid of being backlashed, so he kept his mouth shut. He still had important things to do, and he didn't have time to spend any more time with this man. .

Ye Huai stood up and said, "Come here."

His voice was neither loud nor high, but seven or eight men in black appeared from nowhere in the blink of an eye, half kneeling in front of Ye Huaiyao.

Before letting him out, Yan Chen had already made an agreement with Ye Huaiyao that he would definitely not be able to do it without bringing more manpower. Not only did he send someone to covertly protect him, but he also notified all the sub-rudders along the way.

It can be said that it is strictly guarding against death, absolutely eliminating the possibility of him having any accidents.

If there is no unavoidable dangerous situation or Ming Sheng's order, these hidden guards are like shadows, and they will not show any trace at all, but there are really many people, and only a part of them have come out now.

Ye Huaiyao retracted his legs, the man in ocher probably had been kicked into a certain acupoint by him, and he was still lying on the ground upright like a dead fish.

Ye Huaiyao said: "Lock him up and watch him, wait until I come back to interrogate, be careful not to die. Now I'm going to Lihentian, you..."

When he said this, he pondered for a while, and the first man in black on the left quickly said: "Your Majesty, let the subordinates escort you there!"

Because he was outside, he never said the title "Ming Sheng".

Ye Huaiyao answered irrelevantly and said, "How soon can your Rudder Master Zhou arrive?"

"My lord, the sword cannot be controlled in this city, it will take about an hour."

"One hour...is fine." Ye Huaiyao pondered, "You don't have to follow, I'm not inviting a fight, I just want to reconcile the conflict. Just guard this place and wait for Lord Zhou to come to prevent the demons from causing chaos .”

"Your honor..."

Ye Huaiyao raised his hand, and no one dared to persuade him any more.

In fact, he was very anxious in his heart. After giving the order, he turned around and left without further delay.

From the moment when the ocher-clothed man drew his sword just now, the surrounding atmosphere has changed. The people finally realized that this is not an ordinary gamble, and it seems that there are still many dangers and troubles hidden in it.

The owner of the restaurant and the people who gambled just now turned pale with fright, and they all heaved a sigh of relief when they saw that Ye Huaiyao had subdued them, and now that the trouble was resolved and he was about to leave.

Just as he relaxed a bit, he heard a "plop", and it was the storyteller who knelt down in the direction Ye Huaiyao left.

The surrounding guests were still in shock, but they couldn't help laughing when they saw his embarrassed appearance:

"This old man! Could it be that his legs have been weakened by fright!"

"Hahaha, with such a little courage, you dare to brag that he was saved by Ming Sheng back then, it's ridiculous!"

"It's over, is the old man so frightened that he lost his mind? Help him up!"

With tears in his eyes, the old man turned a deaf ear to the ridicule around him, and kowtowed to Ye Huaiyao's back without saying a word.

But before his forehead touched the cold ground, he felt a gentle wind gently blowing past him, gently lifting him from the ground.

The old man was startled, he felt that there was something more to do in his hand, and he spread his hand and saw that it was a spirit rhinoceros.

Just two months ago, his wife had a sudden illness and was bedridden since then. The doctor said that he could only be cured by taking the soup made from Lingxiong grass.

But the thing was extremely expensive, he couldn't bear to burden his children, so he took the sanxian himself, and came out to read books every day, hoping to save enough silver as soon as possible.

The old man held the grass in the palm of his hand, he was startled, he raised his head to look at Ye Huaiyao's back, but the other party had already disappeared without a trace.

The series of situations that happened suddenly disturbed everyone's thoughts. When Ye Huaiyao came out of the store, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and asked again: "Where is Anan?"

Anan—that is, Rong Wang, just ran out of the restaurant in the chaos.