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Chapter 232
"42 point."

The female cultivator confronting Su Yan gradually began to ooze cold sweat on her forehead. The luck of Xuehu in front of her was simply a monster. With more than 42 dice cups in a row, Xuehu's points were either close to the full value, or she just shook it directly. Out of the maximum [-] points.

No one can defeat this snow fox without damaging the bone dice and simply comparing the size.

The female cultivator opened her own dice cup, and all the points of the seven bone dice were added together, and it was only 34 points, which was very different from the points drawn by Su Yan.

"Despicable and shameless demon clan!"

The female nun cursed annoyedly, reached into her trousers and pulled it forcefully, pulled out her obscene trousers abruptly, and threw them on the pile of things she had lost beside the square table.

She has lost all her accessories, shoes and socks, including her underwear, and now only the storage ring, three outer clothes and her knee-length black hair are left.

Although she already understands that Xuehu's luck is like a rainbow, the female cultivator is not willing to stop here, and continues to gamble!
This pressed her to choose her inner long clothes.

Su Yan rolled out 42 points.

trousers
42 points.

storage ring
42 points.

"Why don't you just forget about it? My nickname is Xia Yubo Playing Fox Immortal, and I haven't lost a single game since I went to the gambling table."

The female cultivator in front of him has nothing to lose, only the coat that can't cover the charming figure is left, and a slight shake will cause a ripple. Su Yan can't help but turn his eyes slightly to the side and offer advice to the female cultivator:
"If you lose, you can't redeem it. You don't want to show the shape of your head in public, and choose to be out without a trace, right? This... madam?"

According to the beast rules, if you lose, you lose. Su Yan is not allowed to borrow a piece of clothing to cover up the nun's embarrassment.

Having lost 24 games in a row, no matter how stupid a gambler is, he should realize that he is an undefeated beast on the gambling table.

Su Yan felt that it would be impolite to win any more.

"I choose to continue! Press on the coat!"

The female cultivator ignored Su Yan's melodious voice, and after making difficult choices about her hair and coat, she manipulated her hair to wrap her figure through the power of imperial objects, and pressed her coat onto the table that determined her destiny:

"Even if the chance of winning is slim, I don't want to give up the opportunity to enter the lost sect. As long as I can obtain the orthodoxy of the ancient sect, innocence is nothing!"

"Dead fox, I'll open the dice cup for you!"

Seeing this, Su Yan shook his head, and used his imperial power to control the dice cup to slide casually on the square table, and a number of [fourteen o'clock] was drawn out of seven dice cups.

"Ok?"

When Su Yan saw the numbers in the dice cup, he couldn't help being stunned, and looked at the anxious female monk in front of him.

"Hahahaha! I won! Let me tell you that there is no gambling table where you lose everything!"

Seeing the points given by Su Yan, the female cultivator's face suddenly became extremely excited: "Your luck is over!"

The female cultivator also opened her own dice cup, and a series of red dots inside made the female cultivator terrified.

The female cultivator finally rolled out thirteen points, and Su Yan just happened to be a little older than her.

Seeing this, the two people in front of the gaming table fell silent.

"It seems that my luck may be playing with you." Su Yan raised his head and looked at the nun who was naked but wearing long hair and said, "Are you sure you want to gamble?"

"Fei Beast! I want to gamble my life! My life should still count as the principal once!"

Before the female cultivator could speak, on the next table, there was a male cultivator who lost his head and shaved off his hair. With red eyes, he looked at the beast standing on the steps as the referee and shouted.

"Your life is worthless."

Feishou glanced at this side, and then said lightly: "I don't think it's worth it. If you can cut up your internal organs alive and let me appreciate it, you can also allow one organ to be used as a chance to shake the dice cup." .”

The lives of the monks are worthless, and they have no meaning to the beast or the old devil of Nightmare Town behind the scenes.

Unlucky monks are not even as good as straw paper.

After Feishou finished speaking lightly, it was as if a gust of wind was blowing from the surrounding tunnels, making those monks who had lost so many times to be in ragged clothes shudder.

Su Yan saw with his own eyes that goose bumps appeared on the fair skin of the nun in front of him.

"Forget it! I lost." The nun squeezed out an ugly smile and said to Su Yan.

Losing. She was reluctant to lose, but she couldn't win if she continued. After the episode of the male cultivator who roared out to bet his life just now, the female cultivator's boiling rationality gradually cooled down and returned to her head.

"Have you never lost?"

"Since debut, it's been a draw," Su Yan said.

………………

The battle of fate was still going on, and all the defeated monks stood aside and waited for orders under the signal of Fei Beast.

An old man came to Su Yan. He was fully clothed, and he was also wearing women's clothing, storage bracelets that are common to unmarried female nuns, and even a few holes were temporarily punched on the top of the earlobe. Wearing nun earrings increases your chances of rolling dice.

"Hahaha, it's just to increase the winning rate, you don't have to show such weird eyes."

Seeing Su Yan's dull eyes, the old man seemed to be stunned by his attire, so he couldn't help but smiled and said, "The gambling battle is about to start, young friend, don't you wear two clothes?"

"Should be. Okay! I'll wear two too." Su Yan saw that the old man was dressed extremely imposingly, as if he wanted to overwhelm himself with his aura, so Su Yan couldn't help jumping to the ground to choose two clothes to wear on his body, adding two more clothes to himself. A chance to shake the dice cup.

"Come!"

Su Yan put on the nun's cloak, returned to the gambling table with the storage ring, and looked at the old man in strange clothes.

Although the old man was dressed strangely enough, Su Yan, who gambled with the old man on his luck, rolled out 42 points, and killed the old man according to the winner-take-all method until the old man's scalp went numb.

32 innings passed.

All the old man's clothes are here, including his viscera, eyeballs, and flesh and blood are lost to Su Yan.

"tsk tsk"

A bluish-blue male monk, Nascent Soul, stood in front of Su Yan, clicked his tongue and said, "What monster."

The old man lost everything, leaving only a Nascent Soul standing on the table.

The old man really came here with a desperate attitude, but in the end he lost even his body and didn't win. He didn't even get a number similar to Su Yan's.

If he didn't try his best, he would be buried in the ground if he entered the Lost Sect to obtain the treasures of heaven, earth and earth, or the magic elixir, but he met Su Yan, who was invincible in his luck.

No matter how unconvinced he was, he didn't dare to make mistakes in front of the beast who claimed to be the guardian of the mountain.

In the gambling debate, the next enemy of gambling luck soon appeared in front of Su Yan. He was a young man dressed in old man's and woman's clothes.

Instead of gambling 62 times, Su Yan even shaved off the young man's bell beard.

The gambling tables were turned again, and this time, another monk with a beautiful woman in the Nascent Soul stage appeared in front of Su Yan.

Clothes, accessories, hair, internal organs, a total of 150 games, Su Yan still won.

"Stinking rogue!"

Nascent Soul, a beautiful woman wearing a battle armor, saw the old man Yuanying squinting at her, and didn't want to slap the old man directly, directly acting as a high-ranking monk bullying a low-ranking monk.

"The Nascent Soul is so private, you dare to look at it!"

After the beautiful woman scolded them angrily, the other monks raised their heads to look up at the sky, and lowered their heads to count the stones.

The body of a monk in the Nascent Soul stage is just a jacket, and the Nascent Soul inside is not weak except for its defensive weakness. Even because it is not dragged down by a weak body, the Nascent Soul can burst out stronger and move faster.

The beautiful woman is rich at first glance, and the Nascent Soul wears exclusive armor, so the defense is not necessarily weak.

Who likes to look at you? I spend five hundred catties of spirit stones to fill a street with girls. The old man just hasn't seen the Nascent Soul and can wear equipment.

But, does Yuanying really have robes to wear?How come the old man has never seen it before?Weird
(End of this chapter)