Sun God Champion

Chapter 85 The Secret to Winning: Believe in yourself to win (seeking further reading, please recommend)

After hearing the life-and-death situation, the high-ranking customers in the beauty village started a commotion, and some people got up and left one after another.

After a while, there were only a few left in the lively Beauty Village.

"Hand over the golden coffin, and spare you not to die."

"Hand over it."

"Hand over the golden coffin."

More than a dozen big men with swords raised their swords and shouted.

"Noisy!"

A middle-aged scribe with white hair and jade crown upstairs said in a low voice, and then disappeared.

When it reappeared, the big man with the knife was already lying in a pool of blood.

"Keng!"

The middle-aged scribe withdrew his long sword.

"In the past two days, I have cleaned up a lot of miscellaneous fish, and some of these miscellaneous fish appear from time to time, and now it is much better."

"meet again."

The middle-aged scribe looked at Tang Lian.

Tang Lian looked cautious, he felt the pressure.

"Hey, can you beat it?"

Xiao Se touched Yang An.

"Whether you can beat him or not, you will know after you beat him. Besides, I don't call you ah."

Yang An pulled the fox fur cassock on his body.

"You came here for the golden coffin too?"

Tang Lian looked at the middle-aged scholar and asked.

"You have to know, this is something from Xueyue City."

"It seems that you really don't know what's inside, the things inside don't belong to Xueyue City."

The middle-aged scribe replied.

"A good living person is called a thing by you, how many people has he offended?"

Yang An sat on an empty chair.

"It looks like you know what's inside?"

The middle-aged scribe looked at Yang An.

"There is a living person's breath inside, you can guess."

Yang An did not answer directly.

"Speaking of which, do you want to take a gamble?"

Xiao Se's heart skipped a beat, if there was really a living person inside the golden coffin, he would lose the bet with Yang An.

The middle-aged scribe obviously knew a lot.

He seems to be out of reach for Leopard Fetal Health Pills.

He has to do something.

Xiao Se glanced around, and he noticed that there were many people nearby staring at them.

Yang An's shot, no matter the winner or loser, will become the fuse. The most important thing is that he really wants to gamble. It would be even better if he can directly win the Leopard Fetal Tendon Pill in Yang An's hand.

"Life and death?"

The middle-aged scribe was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Xiao Se to talk about gambling at this time.

In his opinion, Xiao Se is not a gambler because he is overbearing.

"That's right! In the beauty village, life and death are rare."

Tiannvrui said with a smile.

"Interesting, I am a swordsman, not a gambler. Only the sword can control my life and death, but I am willing to gamble with you. If I lose, I will not attack you tonight."

The middle-aged scribe stroked the sword and said.

"Brother Yang, do you want to bet on who will win? The bet is the same as last time."

Xiao Se looked at Yang An and said provocatively.

"I said, why do you still want to gamble? It turns out that you are waiting for me here."

"Okay, I bet you win."

"Don't keep your hands. If you lose the bet and lose your life, I will not save you."

Yang An laughed.

He told Xiao Se that he could deal with middle-aged scribes, and there was no need for a life-and-death situation.

Xiao Se insisted on making a move because he guessed that he had lost the previous bet. In order to get the leopard fetus Shengjin Wan in Yang An's hand, he wanted to take a gamble.

"Brother Yang, isn't that person a master? Just trust me like that."

Xiao Se didn't expect Yang An to do this.

If you lose the bet, your life will be in the hands of others.

The bet won, and the middle-aged scribe didn't make a move, but he didn't achieve his goal of bleakness, so he still lost.

No matter how you look at it, he lost.

Xiao Se wants to cry but has no tears, this situation is wrong!

"I only bet on big and small."

The middle-aged scribe raised his hand, and the dice Gu on the mahogany table in the distance had fallen into his hands.

"Fetching from the air?"

Tang Lian asked in surprise.

"It's just tricks!"

Xiao Se shook his head, moved a stool by himself, and sat in front of the gambling table.

Since he said he was betting on life and death, he would naturally not break the contract.

"Brother Yang, the opponent is a master, why don't you think about it?"

Xiao Se looked at Yang An who was sitting beside him.

"No, I trust you."

Yang An laughed.

Xiao Se looked at Yang An's smiling face, and felt for the first time that this smiling face was a bit hateful.

Xiao Se sat on the gambling table, looked at the dice Gu, his temperament changed drastically.

"Oh, the young master is actually a gambler."

The middle-aged scholar said in surprise when he noticed the change in his bleak temperament.

As soon as Xiao Se got started, he always looked lazy and harmless to humans and animals.

"I gambled for three days and three nights, and finally won a city."

Xiao Se stared at the dice Gu without looking up.

"It's nothing to hear, let's get started!"

The middle-aged scribe shook the dice Gu, and firmly buckled it on the table.

"Five five six, sixteen o'clock, buy big."

Tang Lian reminded.

"Hey, gambling is the most fun thing to do. If you know the result, it's not gambling."

Xiao Se looked at Tang Lian helplessly.

"What are you pressing?"

The middle-aged scribe stared at Xiao Se and asked.

"Five, five, six, big!"

Xiao Se replied seriously.

"Pfft!"

Lei Wujie laughed.

After talking for a long time, it's still not what Tang Lian said.

Tang Lian pointed at Xiao Se, not knowing what to say.

This inconsistency is too embarrassing.

Yang An looked at the dice Gu.

"Are you determined to leave?"

The middle-aged scribe clicked on the dice Gu.

"not good!"

Tang Lian and Tiannvrui exclaimed.

However, Yang An noticed that Xiao Se, who had always been harmless to humans and animals, also emitted a breath from his body, spreading to the table.

"Since it's a gamble for the Jianghu people, how could it be so simple."

Xiao Se stood up.

"Young master, do you want to change?"

The middle-aged scribe asked.

"Do you want to change it?"

Yang An also asked.

After the two made a move, he already knew the result, and it was up to Xiao Se to choose.

Xiao Se shook his head.

"Gamblers just want to win."

"The way to win a game is to believe that you will win. When you believe that you will win, then"

Xiao Se picked up the dice Gu.

"You will definitely win!"

I saw a pile of powder appearing on the table.

"you lose."

The middle-aged scribe said it himself.

"puff!"

Xiao Se blew off the powder.

"This"

The middle-aged scribe frowned slightly.

On the table, small dots made of powder appeared.

"Five, five, six."

Tang Lian said with a smile.

This middle-aged scribe is amazing, it would be even better if he didn't meet him.

"Young master is good at martial arts."

The middle-aged scribe nodded in admiration.

"It's not martial arts, it's just a trick! Brother Yang, you won the bet again. When will you want the books?"

Xiao Se doesn't care about winning, but he cares about going against his heart.

When Yang An proposed to change the outcome of the bet, Xiao Se refused.

It's not bleak to win but pretend to lose.

Even though the hidden veins were abolished, he was still very proud.

"Not urgent."

Yang An replied.

Now is not the time to ask for books, because at the beginning of the game, there were many more uninvited guests in the beauty village.

"Okay, tell me when you want it, and I'll deliver it to you."

Xiao Se waved his hand.

"What follows is a dangerous road. Do you want to take action after thinking about it, young master?"

The middle-aged scribe said, while looking at Xiao Se, he also looked at Yang An and Lei Wujie.

He followed Tang Lian and the others all the way, and naturally saw Yang An and Lei Wujie attack.

Lei Wujie didn't take many shots, but he could tell that Lei Wujie was not easy.

As for Yang An, he couldn't see through it at all.

Strength, somewhat terrifying.

He agreed to the gamble, but also wanted to take the opportunity to test it out.

It's a pity that Yang An didn't make a move and just kept watching the show.

"Are you going to regret it?"

Xiao Se asked.

"Of course I won't regret it, but my companions don't have this patience, and I can't control them."

The middle-aged scribe shook his head.

(End of this chapter)