shock!The female supporting role of salted fish is actually a master of cultivating immortals

Chapter 117 117. Damn (Modify)

A tightly wrapped person in a black robe quietly curled the corners of his mouth, but said solemnly: "General."

Little Huya's instructor bared his teeth: "It's abominable that you acted like a good boy when you got a bargain."

Rao Fangzhou: "I actually made more than 200 yuan."

Fu Sheng was still watching from the side, his blood-red pupils had turned into normal black after taking the medicine Luo Yuyan gave him, and he looked more youthful, but the gloom on his body was still faintly visible.

After the competition, Luo Juan naturally found an organization, and then bet with Rao Fangzhou.

Luo Yuyan is a spiritual planter, and her opponent coincidentally is a very well-known swordsman, so the odds of beating Luo Yuyan are particularly high.

Without hesitation, Luo Juan put down all his belongings, very excited.

Hey, this is the first time in her two lives that she bet so big!so excited!So exciting!

Rao Fangzhou raised his eyebrows: "You are betting too much, trust her so much?"

Luo Juan: "Of course!"

That's the heroine!

Rao Fangzhou: "If you have courage, then I will follow."

Luo Yuyan: "..."

Luo Juan looked at her excitedly: "Sister, can you suppress yourself?"

Luo Yuyan handed over her sign helplessly: "Squeeze it, I'm on stage."

Seeing so many points, the disciple who opened the casino almost died of excitement.

A weak spiritual planter, and a strong swordsman, a fool would know which one to choose, and these rich men have so many orders, wouldn't that be giving them money for nothing?

Originally, he was worried about this game, that he could only earn one or two points, or not at all.

Rao Fangzhou fanned his fan leisurely: "Go ahead, act harder, or the next game will be difficult to gamble on."

Luo Yuyan was a little puzzled, why did they all trust her so much?
She herself is not sure that she will win... But in order not to make them poor, she will work hard.

The match lasted for more than half an hour. Luo Yuyan was always pressed and beaten by the opponent in the early stage, until the last blow, she suddenly exerted strength and knocked the opponent out of the field.

People who watched the theater gloated, and those who bet on it wailed everywhere.

"What the hell, a sword cultivator can't beat a spirit planter? Go grow vegetables!"

"Lesi, this game was an upset, so I bet one point and earned fifty back, hahaha."

"What? How dare you look down on the spirit planter? Don't use the medicine we grow if you have the ability."

"What a broken rumor, I will never believe it again next time, it will kill someone."

"I lost my pants, woo woo, brother, lend me some points to buy a steamed stuffed bun."

Looking at the sign with double points, Luo Juan narrowed his eyes with joy.

Rao Fangzhou looked relaxed: "The earning is not bad, but it's a pity that I won't be able to earn so much in the future."

Luo Yuyan jumped off the stage with a look of indescribable expression on her face.

Luo Juan noticed it: "What's wrong?"

Luo Yuyan looked around, lowered her voice and whispered to her sister: "This man's skills are very good, not as good as the rumors say."

Luo Juan was shocked, she was too busy counting the points and didn't watch the game at all.

It was rumored that the other party was able to pick a hundred spirit beasts of the fifth and sixth ranks at a time.

Rao Fangzhou smiled mysteriously, and shook the fan in his hand: "He is here to earn points, not to compete, anyway, let's earn points."

Luo Juan and Luo Yuyan looked at each other.

Luo Juan said: "The rumor..."

Rao Fangzhou: "Look at what I'm doing, I haven't done anything."

He just made a small suggestion, and by the way, he made a little money to spend.

A certain sword cultivator who was knocked down at this moment happily kissed his token and left gracefully.

Luo Yuyan was speechless.

For several days, the three of them spent time in the competition.

The people I met were all kinds of people, each with their own strengths, and Luo Juan gradually felt powerless: "Help, they are so strong. By the way, is my ranking enough? Can I go out for a trial with you?"

Rao Fangzhou was beaten up like a pig's head, lying on the bed and howling, completely gone from his previous relaxed and unrestrained appearance.

"That's because the instructor chooses people to lead the team. The ranking is just incidental. Logically speaking, the higher the front, the greater the chance... Be gentle, it hurts like hell."

Luo Yuyan, who was helping to apply the medicine: "."

Luo Juan sighed deeply.

Now there are only a dozen or so people left on the field, so even if she disappears in the next game, it should be fine...

As soon as Rao Fangzhou mentioned this, he became angry, and the two dark circles on his eyes became more and more ferocious: "Why are the guys I draw so powerful every time? In the melee before, my group had two or three seventh-level guys. Forget it, this time the lottery draw, my opponent is actually a seventh-order!"

"Can't the dean let them fight each other at the seventh level? I haven't reached the seventh level yet!"

(End of this chapter)