Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1707: Thief

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Under everyone's attention, Ye Chen left with a book of merit.

Behind, it was a pair of adoring eyes. Like a god, if people gambled for a thousand games, they didn't necessarily have more than him.

The host is covering his chest, his old face is black, his eyes are red, and he is distressed. He is more uncomfortable than killing him.

After so many years of meditation, I lost so badly for the first time.

Many Taiwan hosts sighed are also full of pity, and they also have an inexplicable fear that Ye Chen did not go to them before.

This is a lesson, and they all have a long eye, and they must be sure of Ye Chen, otherwise it will be very serious.

"Strength hanging is self-willed, this merit, have we saved for many years? I have never seen such a perverted master."

"We want to have that strength, we also have waves, towards the waves of death."

"The host ’s intestines are all regretted and they pit themselves."

In the voice of the discussion, the crowd slowly dispersed and each went to each hill.

The gambling is on again, the shouts and shouts are heard all over the world, the people who are on the racks are nothing, the howling thieves watching the drama are loud.

I don't know when I saw someone walking into the gambling arena.

It's a sturdy man with a naked, naked arm, a bear on his back, and he walks arrogantly, fiercely, and gangsterly.

The goods, needless to say, are Ye Chen, changed shape, want to slip back and make another vote, merit is best earned here.

"Witty me, I will always come back." Ye Chen pursed his hair and looked around for a while before he set foot on a small hill.

He consciously said that as soon as the person finished playing, he ran up, and screamed to the extreme.

The host is a little old man with a monkey bill.

When I saw Ye Chen on stage, I narrowed my eyes and looked at it again.

Looking at it, he got up, took a sigh of relief, and screamed, "Come and come! That goods is here again."

In a word, the corners of the mouth of Ye Chen are twitched, can you recognize it?

Within one second, no fewer than seventy or eighty hosts came running.

Okay! Ye Chen was surrounded by three inner and three outer circles.

The main player who lost two games before is also among them. The black line on his forehead is chaotic, and his beard is scary.

"Several meanings." Ye Chen coughs dry and can't help back.

"Not many meanings." The main hosts smiled and smiled, and the people who watched were agitated, and there were so few, still squeezing their sleeves.

Later, Ye Chen was beaten up, and a bunch of Saint-class medlars, one after another, took a gunpowder, such as chicken blood. .

Soon, the Ye Chen was thrown out, and was beaten up by a host of hosts, and it did n’t matter.

To say that this guy is also very perseverant, and he was almost killed, but he was still dead, and he pretended to be a mixed person.

He then came out again, with footprints all over his body.

After that, the goods will always slip into the gambling arena in various forms, such as human-shaped bull heads and human-shaped horse noodles.

However, every time I was seen through, I was beaten up when I was done.

The eyes of many hosts are still bright and extremely united. When they saw Ye Chen, they cleared away without saying a word.

I really thought that we were so dizzy that we didn't succeed in pitting one, and we wanted to pit us, you should be beaten.

After a few times, Ye Chen has become a thief. The major hosts are all on alert, **** examples.

I do n’t know how many times, Ye Chen was thrown out of the arena.

This time it was done a bit miserably. E Qing's face was swollen with panda eyes, covering his old waist, and even limp while walking.

Look at the hair, like a chicken coop, scratched by people, and the nosebleed, which can't be wiped all the way.

"Yo, was beaten again?" Seeing that Ye Chen was so embarrassed, Zhao Yun was happily happily smiling a little.

"Don't mention, it's all tears." Ye Chen grinned.

"The merit is very important to you?" Zhao Yun smiled.

"Important, very important, I need to raise my rank to a midget, and only then can I ask the judge to clear the pass." Ye Chen said, looking towards the bridge of Hehe, as if it could be separated by nothingness, See Chu Ling'er at Qiaotou.

"No wonder so desperately." Zhao Yun couldn't help shaking his head and smiled.

"Forcing me to kill the evil dragon!" Ye Chen scratched his head.

"With your strength, it wo n’t take long."

"This is also true." Ye Chen patted his **** and got up, glanced around, then went straight to the biggest shop.

Since you are going to kill the evil dragon, this trick is necessary.

The shop is not small, and the inside is a world. There are many kinds of things for sale. There are all kinds of artifacts, medicinal pill, and secret volumes.

The owner of the shop is a fat old man with straight chest, dew breasts, very fat, very kind, like a Maitreya Buddha.

"There may be Zhao Long San." Ye Chen directly explained the intention.

"One thousand nether stones, one bag." The fat old man smiled.

"There is no dark stone, you can use merit to make up." Ye Chen said.

"A merit, it can reach a thousand stones, um, it is a merit, you can change a bag of Zhaolong San, how much do you want."

"Fifty." Ye Chen said that he had already drawn the merit book and was too lazy to bargain. His time was precious.

The fat old man opened the flower, fifty merits, that is not a small amount, or this is a big deal.

Ye Chen transferred fifty merits to the fat elder merit merit book, and took out storage bag with Zhaolong San and went out.

It's just that in the next second, he turned his head back again.

The fat old man holding the merit book, he could not help raising his head, looking tentatively at Ye Chen, "Having a problem with Zhaolong San?"

"No problem?" Ye Chen replied casually, a pair of sharp eyes, sweeping on the shelves, I wonder what I was looking for.

After three or two breaths, he took his steps and went to the corner of the shop, where a black sword was placed on the shelf.

Ye Chen raised his hand, held the black sword in his hand, brushed the dust off it, looked up and down, and his eyes were deep.

This broken sword is very strange, I do n’t know what kind of material is cast, it is extremely hard, and it is engraved with ancient **** patterns, which is very heavy.

The level is not high, only the Quasi Saint soldier level is still broken.

The main thing is a "Gold" Word carved on the hilt.

It's a "king" word. Yomo is only as big as an adult fingernail, with a dim golden light, which is very mysterious.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with a fine light.

He is very sure that the word "king" is DIvination Heaven [天] Character.

It was precisely this opportunity of DIvination Heaven [天] Character that brought him back again. This is definitely baby, priceless baby.

It's just that he wondered, how could there be DIvination Heaven [天] Character in the underworld, who brought it in, or said it was there.

"Fancy this sword?" The fat old man came over with his hands, and raised **** with a smile, "Two hundred merits."

"One hundred." Ye Chen replied while watching.

"Deal." The fat old man is not just plain, it seems that he is not very optimistic about this sword, so he is eager to sell it, and saves the place on the shelf.

"Is it too much?" Ye Chen pouted, took the sword, took out the merit book, and crossed a hundred with a painful face.

"Go slowly." The fat old man's eyes narrowed as they smiled.

"Send me another bag of Zhao Long San." Ye Chen is very slippery. Before going out, another bag of Zhao Long San went along, and the thief was running fast.

"Hey." The fat old man chased him out, but he no longer saw the Ye Chen figure. He immediately blew his beard and glared, his face black.

On the street, Ye Chen ran out of the city while looking at his sword.

The sword itself is not expensive. The valuable is the DIvination Heaven [天] Character on the sword. It involves the DIvination day book, and it cannot be measured by money.

Outside the city, Zhao Yun leaned under a big tree, and when he saw Ye Chen walked out, he stretched out, "Two people, it will be faster."

"Do you want to help me kill the evil dragon?" Ye Chen's eyes brightened.

"Idle is also idle." Zhao Yun shrugged again.

"Come on!" Ye Chen is in a good mood. Zhao Yun is as good as him. With his help, he is twice as efficient.

The two stood side by side, stepped out of the void, and went straight to the sea of ​​evil.

Black and white impermanence came when the two had just left.

After searching for a long time, I realized that Ye Chen came to the ghost town, but this turned the ghost town, and I didn't find the Ye Chen silhouette.

"Come on, it's late again." Hei Changchang couldn't help but scold.

"Going to Niehai again?" Bai Wuchang plucked his tongue.

"If you want me to say, let's stop looking, because of the boy's urinary qualities, he must go to Yanluodian to find a judge."

“It ’s strange that he can get him through customs. The merits can be repaired, it does not mean that the cultivation can reach the standard. The **** is not a joke.”

The two said, they walked into a tavern, but they were lazy, and ordered a pot of good wine, so they called for two small dishes.

Here, Ye Chen and Zhao Yun are as bright as divine glow, adding two bright colors to the dim sky.

After three hours, the two talents have fallen from the sky.

The sea of ​​evil is still so gloomy, the waves are rolling, there are howling ghosts, evil thoughts are intertwined with evil thoughts, and the picture is scary.

"Land of Fate." Zhao Yun sighed, expression have fears.

"Every Emperor of the Underworld can't be completely exhausted, it is absolutely difficult to entangle, even if the Ten Temples of the Yan Luo are dared to go further."

"Zhaolong scattered half of me." Zhao Yun reached out his palm.

Ye Chen is very simple. Fifty bags of Zhaolong San are divided into half.

The two of them started work, and one of them ran to one side, and swayed Longsong.

Dragon Yin sounded, two evil dragons rushed out at the same time, the huge dragon body was black, stirring the thunder and black clouds.

Ye Chen's style of play is still domineering. He jumped to the top of the evil leader, and the weapons are useless, only the fierce Eight Desolate Fists.

The dragon snarled and roared, and could n’t get rid of it. The huge dragon head, the blood bone smashed by Ye Chen, was flying.

On the other side, Zhao Yun is also very natural. He covered up the dragon with a palm and covered it directly, without using weapons, and punched the dragon with his bare hands.

What is evil, this is evil, and there are two.

Able to single out the dragon at Sovereign Realms level, the entire Yincao Difu, most of them only dare to do so.

"Two universes, two eras, two protagonists."

In the majestic hall, the words of the Emperor Ming are lingering and incomparable.

In front of him, there is a water curtain floating, and the picture inside is exactly the scene where Ye Chen and Zhao Yun singled out the big dragon.

"Dao Wu releases water, Emperor You ... why not?"

The Emperor Famine manifested, with a faint smile, also looking at the water curtain.

He once singled out the five emperors, but he also expressed relief to Ye Chen and Zhao Yun.

"The two of them, there will be a battle." Emperor Ning smiled and looked sideways towards Emperor Huang, "You think, who will win."

"Everybody knows the same, but they all die together." Emperor Huang said indifferently.