Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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The gambling house has become a big circle, even though the environment is beautifully arranged, it is still dark.

Ye Chen glanced around, sighed, and went straight to a gaming table not far away.

He is a frequent visitor to the gambling house. Whenever there is no money, he will run around the gambling house, and he will be invited to drink tea by the gambling house owner. When he comes out, his pockets will be bulging.

When Ye Chen arrived, the gambling table was loud, and the gamblers were as if they were playing chicken blood. The big one was the one, and the small one was the one, all with red faces and thick necks.

Sure enough, after the sieve cup was opened, the scolding came out, and the gambling wins with a smile, and those who lose bet will directly scold their mothers, unless the gambling bans private fighting.

Ye Chen ignored the other gamblers and stared at the ghost king, demon king and blood king on one side.

The appearance of this shamrock is indistinguishable from the previous life. The repairs are quasi-sacred, with no special bloodlines. Each eye is red, and it seems that it has lost a lot. There is an impulse to dry up.

Eh?

Looking at it, Ye Chen uttered a flick, and looked away from the demon king, but placed on a fat man beside them, more precisely, a small tripod held by the fat man. Body.

Suddenly, Ye Chen's eyes lighted up. He had three little tripods, exactly the same as the little tripods in the fat man's hands. They were all things of the demons and contained the essence of the demons. ,

In the past, Jiang Taixu once said that the tripod was from Moyuan. As for the total number of tripods, he didn't know it, only that the tripod had a long history, which was related to the demons, which was not easy.

Without much thought, Ye Chen spared half a circle directly, and pulled out the fat man holding Xiaoding.

"You are ill!" The fat man was uncomfortably dragged out of the gambling game. Like the demon king, the goods were also red with eyes, and most of them lost a lot of money.

"Dao You, you are a good little Ding, you can't sell it." Ye Chen blinked his eyes.

"Ding?" The fat man stunned for a moment, but could not think that Ye Chen pulled him out for this matter. This may be the only thing left in his body except his clothes. All these medicines have been lost.

"What about you? Sell or not." Ye Chen reached out and poked at the fat man.

"This is my heirloom." The fat man turned his eyes and bones, and then he didn't forget to sigh at Xiao Ding, and he didn't forget to wipe with a sleeve afterwards.

"The price is easy to discuss." Ye Chenrao looked at the fat man with interest. How could he not know what abacus the fat man was playing and what heirloom was, he just wanted to sell more money.

"This is really a heirloom." Ye Chen didn't say it better. In a word, the fat man hugged even tighter.

"One thousand source stones." Ye Chen drew out the storage bag directly.

"It's not a question of money."

"Twenty thousand." Ye Chen stole another storage bag.

"I'm not the one to see the money open."

"Add ten thousand more."

"Come, Xiao Ding is yours." The fat man simply put Xiao Ding into Ye Chen, grabbed Ye Chen's storage bag consciously, turned around and disappeared, for fear that Ye Chen would repent and take it again.

"Running really fast." Ye Chen was amused and his eyes were on Xiaoding. "Including this one, there are already five Xiaoding. The secret of Moyuan's tripod."

"You're eating shit! It's big again." When Ye Chen Duan Duan measured Xiao Ding, the cursing screaming sounded again at the gambling table, especially the demon king.

Hearing that Ye Chen received Xiaoding, shook his head with a smile, and dragged the demon king away.

Of course, before he stepped forward, he was pulled away from behind him.

When he stood still, he found out who was pulling him away. He was an old man in a purple robe, a real saint, with a moon and totem on his robe.

This is a menacing, and the goal is extremely clear, that is the gamblers who gamble at the table, more accurately they should be the demon king, blood king and ghost king.

"Sun and moon gods." A table of gamblers all changed their looks, as if they had recognized his power from the robe worn by the old man in purple, coupled with the saint's breath, it made people's hearts tremble.

"Three people, it's so interesting!" The old man in purple clothing laughed amusedly, and looked at the demon king with great interest. He smiled very darkly, and there was a flash of fierce light in the old eyes.

"The nose is very good!" The demon king twisted his neck fiercely. "It can be found."

"If it is found by the old man, then ..." The old man in purple clothes laughed very much, but without saying a word, he was pulled aside by a sudden slap.

The sudden scene suddenly made the people in the audience suddenly, their eyes collectively turned to one side, and fell on Ye Chen, because Ye Chen was the only one who shot.

"Where did you come out, Lao Tzu looked right, and I was taken aside by your daughter." Ye Chen's spittle star fluttered all over the sky, and the people in the hall were shocked and shocked. Doubt, where did you come from, a saint has been cut off by you like this

"You're looking for death." The old man in purple was furious, his eyebrows were lingering, and a holy soldier wanted to come out.

"I have a bad temper." Ye Chen immediately raised his hand, and a large stone-steer stunned the old man. The holy weapon of the old man in purple was not out of the sea, he was beaten back by one palm.

On the spot, the old man in purple was on his knees, suffered a horrible backlash, and the **** cough of his mouth had not stopped his body shape. He was kicked out by Ye Chen and flew directly out of the casino.

Wow!

The people at the casino raised their heads one by one, and their eyes were shaking left and right as the old man in the purple clothes flew out. The landing posture was arrogant.

For a moment, the casino was quiet. Many people opened their mouths and did not respond. A saint did not even support a move in the hands of a quasi-sage. This picture is indeed pleasing to the eye.

At the moment, everyone's look at Ye Chen's eyes has changed, just like watching a monster.

"You go on, win more." When everyone was in a daze, Ye Chen had patted his buttocks and turned, and the demon king who was still in a daze was also included in the chaos tripod.

"Lord, man!" Looking at the direction where Ye Chen left, there was a long sigh of hiss.

"There is no shortage of evil in this world."

"Compared to Yaochi, it's still a little bit worse."

"Come, continue." Someone had looked away and couldn't wait to pull out the storage bag.

A small episode passed, and the gambling house became lively again, and the shouting sounded suddenly.

Ye Chen has entered the street, dazzling and uneasy. During that period, he also glanced not far away. It was a restaurant, but it was in ruins and full of people.

Soon, a man crawled out of the ruins. It was the old man in purple clothes, who had been flying by the palm of Ye Chen before, and accidentally hit a restaurant, did the restaurant collapse?

"You wait for me." The old man in purple yelled angrily, and found Ye Chen's figure in the crowd very accurately, and then his emaciated body set foot on the empty sky, and the escape was very embarrassing.

"Stupid waits for you." Ye Chen snorted and went straight to the teleportation center of the city center, but he wouldn't wait for being beaten up here. The Sun and Moon God taught him that it was huge.

Looking at the demon kings again, they are a little aggressive in the Chaos God Tribe, and they don't know who Ye Chen is, and they don't know why Ye Chen saved them, and they are locked up after they are saved.

Ye Chen ignored it, and played three immortals to fall into the chaos tripod.

A low roar sounded immediately, and the three clasped their heads, all in pain.

Ye Chen glanced at him and disappeared into the crowd, reappearing again, also in the center of the city.

"Where!" The old man guarding the teleportation glanced at Ye Chen.

"Shuangtian Ancient City." Ye Chen said, handing over a storage bag. As for the Shuangtian Ancient City, his next stop was the closest to the ancient city, but it was also nearly ten million miles away.

The old man didn't speak, closed the storage bag, opened the array immediately, and turned when the teleportation array arrived.

Ok?

At the moment when he was about to disappear, Ye Chen suddenly turned his head and looked at the northern gate of the ancient city.

There was a figure walking in there, with disheveled hair, ragged clothes, a dumb look, eyes hollow, seemingly a human, but more like a cricket and a walking dead, without emotion.

"Six." Ye Chen's eyes narrowed for a moment, but after a moment, his pupils tightened sharply again. "Not six, but red dust."