I make a contract with myself

Turn left to see the city lord's palace, and turn right to see the general public.

Sun Yan chose to go straight. There was a Dou Ling Hall there, where he could get money quickly.

When I entered the Dou Ling Hall, I saw that it was Sun Yan's first time here. There was a dedicated reception maid to take him, and her attitude was very friendly.

The man next to me, with a sinister look and stern eyebrows, was also here for the first time, but he didn't get this kind of treatment.

Sun Yan realized it.

At this moment, he deeply realized that his face was privileged.

The man next to him had a dark face and was extremely unbalanced.

Hearing that Sun Yan was here to bet, he decisively came to stand in front of him, raised his head, but could only look up at him with his narrow eyes, and quickly lowered his head.

It’s amazing how good-looking it is!

It's just an embroidered pillow. I'll see if I don't knock you down!

When Sun Yan saw this person blocking his way, before he could speak, the reception maid beside him said first, "Fellow Taoist, if you need anything, you can go to the counter for consultation. Please don't disturb other guests."

Sun Yan closed his mouth silently.

Although he is very unkind, he is not familiar with the place, so he just needs to be grateful for someone to help him avoid trouble.

As for material things... forget it, I am poor too.

Alas, it’s all the fault of this handsome face!

The short man suddenly became so angry that he almost spit out his saliva when he spoke.

"I want to bet with you for a thousand low-grade spiritual stones."

"two thousand."

"..."

"Afraid? That's it."

Sun Yan sneered, how could one describe it as arrogant.

Seeing his look of needing a beating, the little girl's impression of the handsome brother dropped rapidly.

Although Sun Yan didn't have any spiritual stones in his pocket and couldn't even pay the deposit, he believed that as long as he was arrogant enough, none of this would be a problem.

After all, a man's dignity is priceless.

The short man is a rich man with a strong self-esteem. In all these years of traveling around, he has never seen such a crazy boy as Sun Yan.

Therefore, he didn't ask about the other party's cultivation level at all, and handed over one-tenth of the deposit.

Standing in the fighting arena, Sun Yan shook his head and sighed.

These days, it's hard to find someone to take advantage of.

If you want to go one step further and play the role of a pig and eat the tiger, you must have actor-level acting skills.

"Sixth grade?"

Sun Yan knew that this was a sure thing.

The elf summoned by the dwarf was a sixth-grade greedy demon with moth-like wings and a long demonic kiss that swayed in the wind.

Greedy Demon, medium earth spirit, demon wing type, with poison type as its secondary attribute.

It likes to suck the blood of living creatures. After being injured, its eyes will turn blood red and it will enter a violent state, making it even more bloodthirsty...

This elf is not common, but it is definitely not rare. The main reason is that it is ugly and does not conform to the public's aesthetics.

"Since it's the sixth grade, let's let the little bones go."

Sun Yan recalled and summoned the elves.

There is no greedy demon in Jinghong Continent. The relevant information was obtained in the past few days. I paid a heavy price for it and I haven't had a good night's sleep yet.

The war skeleton has been strengthened by the core altar and has already reached the sixth level. It has also undergone special training for a period of time. The mind is still that of a child, and the actual combat experience is no worse than that of sand.

In terms of image, it has changed a little compared to when it was first born, and it doesn't look so awkward anymore.

With three heads and six arms, it is not majestic or domineering, but it gives people a creepy feeling and does not embarrass the undead tribe.

"The bone system of the undead..."

The short man's face darkened and he called again.

The undead are difficult to kill, especially the bone elves, which have no flesh and blood on their bodies and are very resistant to the greedy demon.

Sun Yan was not stupid. He didn't wait for the short man to complete the summons and let Little Bones attack directly.

This is a gambling battle. If you lose, the spirit stone will be gone!

The War Skeleton is two meters tall and has very hard bones, so it is very strong, comparable to the demon clan.

Under the command of Sun Yan, the War Skeleton waved its six arms, threw out the bones on its fingers, and shot towards the Greedy Demon.

"Jiwu~~"

The greedy demon spread its wings and moved quickly in the air, avoiding its phalanges.

At the same time, it was still swooping down, and the demonic kiss no longer looked soft.

The short man shouted: "Get back!"

The greedy demon was unwilling to accept it, but he still dropped the food that was about to reach his mouth and hurriedly flapped his wings to fly back.

The skills that War Skeleton held in his hands were just suppressed.

"Mo Bao, Meng'er, come together and fight quickly."

Sun Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he raised his hand to perform double summons.

The elves newly summoned by the dwarf are also found in Jinghong Continent. They are very ordinary and nothing special.

Three against two, all at the sixth level. Fortunately, the barrier on the site was strong enough, otherwise, the entire Dou Ling Palace might have been demolished.

As time passed, it was obvious that Sun Yan had the upper hand.

As a last resort, the short man summoned another elf, the sixth-grade and ninth-level war beast Shadow Tiger, which was one level higher than Little Bones.

The battle situation became tense again, and it was difficult to determine the winner until the last minute.

Sun Yan quietly used his left eye. As his cultivation level improved, what he saw in front of him suddenly became clear.

The soul is easy to detect, so just use your eyes to see it, communicate through the elf contract, and only give a few instructions at the critical moment, and then let the elves perform freely, which can be regarded as accumulating practical experience.

"How long will this fight last?"

Still unable to tell the winner, Sun Yan thought for a while and then spoke to stimulate the short man.

The short man looked solemn and did not dare to relax at all.

The three elves are all heavenly spirits, and they all have innate skills and similar cultivation levels. If they continue to fight, the loser will definitely be themselves.

"Little brother, let's discuss it?" the short man said with an apologetic smile on his face.

"Don't you think you are a referee?" Sun Yan asked.

The referee coughed at the right time.

Gambling fights have their own set of rules, and the short man's move is undoubtedly provoking the majesty of the Dou Ling Palace.

Taking advantage of Sun Yan's distraction, the short man smiled, indicating that he had everything under control.

Then, he lost.

"Did you do this on purpose?" The short man gritted his teeth.

"Welcome to come again next time." Sun Yan smiled politely.

There was no need to argue. After all, it was the short man who played the trick first, and he just followed his plan.

His skills were inferior and he had nothing to say. After completing the process, the short man left dejectedly.

The phantom skills of Butterfly, the Goddess of Light, are really hard to guard against!

With money in his pocket, Sun Yan has the confidence to speak.

He found the maid who had received the reception before and asked, "Can you sell anything here?"

"No way."

After saying that, the little girl hesitated for a moment, and faced the temptation of Mo Bao and Meng'er, she immediately asked for half a day's leave to help others to the end.

"What does brother want to sell?" the little girl said in a sweet voice.

"Just some ore."

Sun Yan was helpless.

He asked for leave to help him, but in the end, the two children were not given any face. He tried to say whatever he wanted, but he just refused to let outsiders touch him. He was very arrogant.

Fortunately, the little girl is a pure beauty-controller. If she can't touch it, she will take a photo and add it to her collection cabinet.