Demons and witches dominate the rivers and lakes

Chapter 316 The Final Battle 8
Everyone was startled, and then they boiled over, "20 taels, I'll buy Qianshangjiao to win!"

"15 taels, I'll buy Snowflake Palace!"

"Thousands of Religion..."

"Don't worry, don't worry, come one by one..." The dealer laughed like a fox.

"Now the odds of Qianshangjiao are [-] to [-], and the odds of Snow Flower Palace are [-] to [-]. Does anyone want to buy?"

An Xiaoqiao said angrily: "It's so annoying! How dare you bet on Qianshangjiao! And the odds are too disparate, isn't it that Mo Yang is really that bad?"

Chu just laughed it off, and analyzed: "Not many people know Mo Yang's true strength, plus Xi Caimeng is as beautiful as a flower, the man's dream lover, of course, the popularity will be high."

An Xiaoqiao stomped her feet anxiously, "Then Mo Yang can do it?"

"If you believe in Mo Yang, just go buy Mo Yang and win, anyway, you are not short of money now." Chu Han smiled, ignoring the treachery in his eyes.

An Xiaoqiao immediately went to the dealer and shouted, "I'll buy Qianshangjiao to win! 3000 taels!!"

"Girl, this is not a place for you to play around." The dealer glanced at An Xiaoqiao, thinking that she was a wayward young lady.

"Keep your eyes open!" An Xiaoqiao waved the 3000 taels of silver in front of the dealer.

The man was startled, 3000 taels, "Girl, how offended you were just now, did you really beat 3000 taels to win?"

"Yes!" An Xiaoqiao gritted her teeth.

The banker collected the bank notes, smiled like a fox, and shouted at everyone: "Is there anyone else who wants to buy? It's the last chance."

After An Xiaoqiao finished buying, Chu Han said, "I'll buy a tie, 1 taels."

The dealer's eyeballs almost fell out of shock, "Master, son, do you really want to buy, 1 taels?"

Chu Han took out a bank note, "This is a bank note, please count it."

"Mingming Chuhan! You, you, you..." After being surprised, An Xiaoqiao was only angry, and she was about to die of anger!
On Canglang Peak, two beautiful shadows, one black and one white, drifted rapidly. It has been more than a hundred rounds in an hour, but the victory is still close.

"Xia Chumu, it seems that I underestimated you." After finishing speaking, the sword became fierce.

"To each other." Chu Mu didn't dare to neglect, but she didn't want to continue the fight, and felt an inexplicable irritability in her heart.

Under the Canglang Peak, there was still a turmoil of voices, each expressing their views.

"I haven't seen such a wonderful matchup for many years."

"Yeah, it's really satisfying, haha."

"Equally divided, the outcome is hard to tell." One person shook his head and said.

"It's true that talented people come out from generation to generation. Alas, I'm getting old." An old man sighed.

(End of this chapter)