Chapter 0227: Playing with the Gossip Gate 3

Daily, I was scared to death. It turned out that you didn't dare to bet... Hearing Yue's tone, Hao was relieved and said harshly, "My bet is the bodies of those three people. How dare you bet!"

Although Hao people have 150,000 Danzong disciples, there are countless elixirs, medicine spirits, and Xumi space. They can indeed take a bet of the same value as the Eight Diagram Gate. But the problem is that Haoren can't beat Yue Buchun. If they move their fingers, they can pinch Haoren to death like an ant.

Damn, I was scared to death. I thought you could really make a bet. I said, how can a bad gambler take a bet of the same value as Gossip Gate? Once the big stone in Yue Buqun's heart, who regained the initiative, was put down, he immediately restored his wise leader's demeanor and smiled elegantly: "Senior Ren, the bet you want me to pay is the whole gossip door, and you just took out three corpses..." At this, he stopped talking and stopped talking.

If I don't care about your cultivation and don't want to have a grudge against you for no reason, I will immediately make you look good... Yuebuqun scolded secretly.

Hey, Haoren laughed a few times, stretched out his hand, and turned his words: "Bounty, bounty." Show the villainous nature of the gambler vividly.

"Look at the goods first... and see if the body is a disciple of my gossip sect." Yue Fuqun, who regained the initiative, was full of confidence and began to pinch it. He muttered in his heart: A rotten gambler also has such an amazing cultivation. The world is so big that it is really strange.

With a splash, a bloody body fell out of the Haoren storage ring, with water flowing on his face, and disgusting insects crawling all over his body. It was so lively...

The stench that came to my face almost didn't make Yue Busun vomit. Yue Busun, who had always been obsessed with cleanliness, hurriedly covered his nose and floated out ten meters away. Only then did he realize that the guy who claimed to be my job went far away when the body was thrown out and looked at himself with a smile.

"You..." Yue was not angry and almost ignored the demeanor of the head, like a shrew. Unfortunately, he opened his mouth and inhaled a stench. Suddenly, his abdomen turned upside down, and a strong feeling of vomiting surged up his throat, almost spitting out the gallbladder.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I played outside for a few days before I saw the reward book. When I went back and saw it, the body became like this. Although he said he was embarrassed, Haoren didn't look embarrassed at all. Instead, he looked at the body with green eyes, as cute as if it were a golden mountain and silver sea.

"Damn Haobangbang, why do you stink so much?" Haoren scolded fiercely.

Haobangbang laughed and said happily, "Master, didn't you say that the more stinky the better?" This guy was extremely shameless and extremely funny. In addition, Brother Sharp, the intelligence leader of the White Tiger Empire, is full of talents. It's not a matter of raising hands to make disgusting things out.

A faint white light flashed, shielded the smell, and the spiritual power ran a few times to suppress the strong feeling of vomiting. Yue's face was pale and decided to ignore Haoren and a gambler. What is there to care about? Especially an unfathomable gambler?

As for going out for a few days in Hao's population, Yue Buchun could imagine it with his buttocks. He must have gambled and lost. He happened to see the reward book, so he went back to get the body to receive the reward. If it weren't for this reason, I'm afraid no one would know about the death of Qiu Fengke.

But just look at it, Yue Fuqun knew that this must be the body of Qiu Fengke. You know, in his dream, he wanted to frustrate Qiu Feng's guests and dreamed for 500 years. How could he not recognize it?

Oh, Qiu Fengke's death was so desolate and retribution... Yue Buchun thought to himself, glanced at Haoren with no heartless and treacherous smile, and admired him: How much gambling addiction should he be to make such a powerful move? Maybe it was because of such persistence that he had such profound cultivation.

Putong, pootong, two more sounds, and the two bodies appeared in front of Yue Fuqun again. The same flesh and blood were blurred, the same insects crawled all over the body, and the same stench all over the sky... condensed by the body of life, coupled with the treatment of sharp brother and Haobang, Haoren is confident that even if the autopsy master is present, if he does not check it in detail. It can't be found that these two bodies were actually imitated by robots, not real bodies.

What's more, Qiu Fengke said: There is no master autopsy in the gossip door.

Yue's face was as heavy as water, and he didn't expect that Qiu Fengke, Ling Huying and the mysterious young man were all dead. Strongly suppressing the nausea in his heart, he waved his hands and examined the hair, scalp, skull, face, eyes, nose, ears and mouth of the three corpses in detail. After retreating quickly and laughing for a long time, "Three traitor disciples of my gossip, did you say anything before you died? Did you leave anything?"

"Yes." Haoren said in an exaggerated voice, "The woman said: Chong, I will be your wife in the next life... Then the man: Yingying..." A man dressed as an iron-blooded man with a thick beard and a strong voice learns from a woman's words in a delicate voice, how disgusting it is. At least, Haoren can only say this by suppressing the cold in his heart.

"Enough, needless to say." Yue Fuqun also had goose bumps, interrupted Haoren's words in a low voice, and his face turned blue. He said to himself: The damn adulterous woman said such disgusting words before she died.

As soon as Yue Buchun's voice fell, he was shocked when he saw Haoren glaring at him. Then he remembered that this was a master and hurriedly explained, "Senior Ren, I care too much about my disciples. Please don't blame me for being rude for a moment."

Bah, he said he was a traitor just now, and now he said that he cares about his disciples, which is really hypocritical... The disgusting Haoren no longer wants to play with such a hypocrite. He spit fiercely, hit the ground, made a deep hole in the extremely hard white jade floor, stretched out his big hand, and said rudely, "Bring the bounty. , I'm going to play.

"The disciples have gone to withdraw the reward and sent it to Senior Ren. Please wait a moment." Yue Buchun didn't look at the three bodies and smiled: "Senior Ren, are you going to go there to play?"

"What do you want to do?" Haoren looked wary.

Of course, I want you to keep it for me to fight the world... Yue Buchun thought to himself, sitting down with Haoren and said happily, "There are masters in my door. Do you want them to have fun with their seniors?"

"If I don't play, I never play with my peers. They know magic and always think of a thousand." Haoren said with a contemptuous face that his gorgeous contempt was as dazzling as the sun, setting him as sacred as Buddha's possession, and his voice was more fanatical than that of fanatical believers: "Betting is the most elegant art. Any act of being a treat is to bet on this art in the dark, which should be condemned. It is to go to hell and oil. Pot..."

SB, 250, idiot, idiot... One by one, labels were fiercely pasted from Yue's heart to Haoren's forehead, and he also listened to Haoren's gambling speech in a daze, from the origin, development, current situation, and interpretation of all aspects of science, humanities, technology and experience. shu...

After half axiang, seeing that Haoren was still drooling and there was no sign of stopping, Yue Fuqun couldn't stand it any more and asked weakly, "Senior Ren must be a casino master. He has never lost."

"How can you lose?" Haoren jumped up like a cat trampled on its tail and said angrily. But the look of shame betrayed his heart.

Bah, if you don't lose to the end, how can you think of making a fortune? Yue Buchun didn't believe him, but he still said admirably, "Senior Ren is so powerful that he is invincible in the world." But he said in his heart: If you lose to death, you are a gambler, you still compare your skills with others. If you don't lose, where is the reason?

Ha, Haoren had a dry smile, held his head high, and looked as proud as a proud little cock, only his face turned red and blushed with shame.

How can Yue Buqun be? How can he not see Haoren's guiltyness? He turned his eyes and smiled and said, "Why don't let the seniors stay in the gossip door, gamble and gossip?"

"Really?" Haoren's eyes were shining, as bright as the sun, which made Yue's heart hairy and said something bad.

Haoren was suddenly stunned and looked around. After seeing that there was no one around, he whispered to Yue Buchun, "No, no. I can't stay here, let alone take your gambling money..." Speaking of this, his tone was slightly closed, and he wanted to stop talking, as if he was afraid of something.

"Why? Is it that Yue is not sincere enough? Yue Buchun was furious and used the method of excitement. He was about to buy a master. How could he let it go?