Chapter 1707: thief

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With everyone's attention, Ye Chen left with a merit book.
Behind him, there were a pair of pairs of worship. Like watching God, people gambled for a thousand games, not all of them.
The host was covering his chest, his old face was very dark, his eyes were red and red, and he felt uncomfortable. It was worse than killing him.
I have been doing so for so many years, I lost so miserably for the first time.
Many Taiwanese hosts sighed with pity, and there was an inexplicable fear that Ye Chen had not gone to them before.
This is a lesson, and they all have a heart, they must identify Ye Chen, otherwise the consequences will be very serious.
"Hanging strength is willfulness. This merit has been inflicted for many years? I have never seen such a perverted master."
"If we have that strength, we will also wave, and we will die."
"Taiwan's intestines are regretful and pit themselves."
In the debate, the crowd slowly dispersed and went to the hills.
The gambling was up again, and the shouting and shouting sounded through the world. There was nothing to do with the racket. The thief who was watching the show was loud.
I don't know when I saw one enter the gambling arena.
It was a big man with red, naked arms, a tiger-backed back, walking arrogantly, fiercely, and arrogantly.
That goods, needless to say, is Ye Chen. It has changed shape and wants to slip back and do another vote. The merit here is best to earn.
"Wise me, I will always come back." Ye Chen curled her hair and froze for a while before setting foot on a small hill.
He consciously said that as soon as the fight was over, he ran up, whispering and playing the bandits to the extreme.
The host was a little old man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek.
When Ye Chen came to power, he squinted and looked.
Looking at it, he got up, breathed a sigh of relief, and hissed loudly, "Come here! Here's the goods again."
In a word, Ye Chen's mouth twitched, can all recognize it?
Just one second before and after, no less than seventy or eighty hosts came running.
Alright! Ye Chen was surrounded by three laps inside and three laps outside.
The host who had lost two games previously was also among them. The black line on his forehead was scurrying and his beard was staring.
"Several meanings." Ye Chen coughed and retreated.
"Not a lot of interest." The hosts smiled and groaned, and the others looked cyanotic, and there were a few of them, still squinting their sleeves.
Later, Ye Chen was stabbed. A group of sage-level phantoms, such as taking gun medicine, such as chicken blood. .
Soon, Ye Chen was thrown out, and a host of Taiwanese owners couldn't lift his head, nor did he start with nothing.
I have to say that this uncle was also very persevering. They were almost killed, but they were still dead-faced and mixed up as one person.
Then he came out again, with footprints all over his body.
After that, the goods will always slip into the gambling field in various forms, such as human-shaped bull heads and human-shaped horse faces.
However, every time he was spotted, he was stunned.
The eyes of many Taiwanese hosts were still bright and extremely united. When they saw Ye Chen, they cleared away without saying a word.
I really think that my old eyes are faint, and I ca n’t get a good one. I still want to hang them, and you should be beaten.
After several times, Ye Chen really became a thief. All major Taiwanese masters are first-level vigilance, examples, not vigilant.
I do not know how many times, Ye Chen was thrown out of the gambling arena.
This time I was a bit miserable. Her face was swollen, her eyes were panda, she covered her old waist, and even limped while walking.
Look at that hair, like a henhouse, being messed up by people, and that nosebleed can't be wiped all the way.
"Yo, have you been stunned again?" Seeing Ye Chen so embarrassed, Zhao Yunxie smiled a little bit.
"Don't mention it, it's all tears." Ye Chen grinned.
"Merit is important to you?" Zhao Yun laughed.
"Important, very important. I need to raise my rank to the general. Only then can I ask the judge to clear the customs." Ye Chen said, looking in the direction of Naihe Bridge, it seemed that he could see through nothing Chu Linger at the bridgehead.
"No wonder it's so desperate." Zhao Yun could not help shaking his head and smiling.
"Forcing me to kill evil dragons!" Ye Chen scratched his head.
"With your strength, it won't take long."
"This is also true." Ye Chen patted her and got up, glanced around, and went straight to the largest store.
Since we want to kill evil dragons, this trick is essential.
The shops are not small, they are all in one circle, and there are all kinds of things on sale, including artifacts, elixir and secret scrolls.
The shop owner is a fat old man, with clear breasts, exposed breasts, and fatness. He is kind and eye-catching, like a Maitreya.
"However, there are tricks to spread the dragon." Ye Chen explained the intention directly.
"A thousand stones, a bag." The fat old man smiled.
"There is no stone, you can use merit to make up." Ye Chen said.
"A merit is worth a thousand pieces of medicament. Well, it is also a merit. You can exchange a bag for tricks, how much you want."
"Fifty." Ye Chen said. He had already taken out the merit book and was too lazy to bargain. His time was precious.
The fat old man blossomed flowers, fifty merit, that is not a small amount, or that is a big deal.
Ye Chen assigned fifty merit to the fat old man's merit book, took out a storage bag containing Zhao Longsan and went out.
But, in the next second, he turned his head back.
The fat old man holding the merit book cheerfully, looked up and tentatively looked at Ye Chen, "Is there a problem with Zhaolongsan?"
"No problem?" Ye Chen replied casually, with sharp eyes, sweeping around the shelves, wondering what he was looking for.
After three or two breaths, he stepped forward and went to the corner of the shop, on which there was a black broken sword.
Ye Chen raised his hand, held the black sword in his hand, brushed the dust off, and looked over and over again, his eyes were deep.
This broken sword is very strange. I don't know what kind of material is cast. It is extremely hard. It is carved with ancient gods and is very heavy.
The level is not high, only the paramilitary level, is still broken.
The main thing is a gold word engraved on the hilt.
It is a "king" character, about as big as an adult nail, with a dull golden light, very mysterious.
Ye Chen took a deep breath, his eyes twinkling.
He was extremely certain that the word "king" was the word "Jiajiatian".
It was also the opportunity of the Jiajia Tianzi that brought him back. This is definitely a treasure, a priceless treasure.
But he wondered, how could the underworld have the 字 甲 天字 in the world, who brought it in, or that it was originally there.
"Fancy this sword?" The fat old man came over with a clenched hand, and raised his fingers with a smile, "Two hundred merit."
"One hundred." Ye Chen said as he looked back.
"Closing." The fat old man is not ordinary and simple. It seems that he is not very optimistic about the sword, so he is anxious to sell it and saves space on the shelf.
"Did you give too much?" Ye Chen pouted his lips, closed his sword, took out the merit book, and scratched away a hundred with a pain in his face.
"Walk slowly." The fat old man's eyes narrowed into a smile.
"Send me another bag of Zhaolong San." Ye Chen was very slippery, and before going out, he took another bag of Zhaolong San, and the thief who ran quickly.
"Hey." The fat old man chased out, but Ye Chen was no longer in sight. He immediately stared with a beard and blackened his face.
On the street, Ye Chen looked out of the city while looking at his sword.
The sword itself is not precious. The preciousness is the jiajiatian word on the sword. It involves the jiajiatianshu, but it cannot be measured by money.
Outside the city, Zhao Yun leaned under a big tree. When Ye Chen stepped out, he stretched his arms. "Two people, be quick."
"You want to help me kill the evil dragon?" Ye Chen's eyes brightened.
"Idle is also idle." Zhao Yun shrugged again.
"Success!" Ye Chen was in a good mood. Zhao Yun's fighting power was on par with him. With his help, he was twice as efficient.
Together, they stepped out of the sky and headed for the sea of ​​sin.
As soon as they left, Black Impermanence and White Impermanence came.
After searching for a long time, I found that Ye Chen came to the ghost town, but this time I went through the ghost town and I didn't find Ye Chen's figure.
"Well, it's late again." Hei Wuchang could not help cursing.
"Going to Niehai again?" Bai Wuchang choked his tongue.
"If I say, let's not look for it, because of the boy's peeness and merit, he must go to Yan Luodian to find a judge."
"It's no wonder that he can pass through Wenyu, and his merits can be achieved, which does not mean that he can achieve the standard. The aura is not a joke."
The two said, walking into a tavern, they would be lazy, and ordered a pot of good wine, so they called two small dishes.
Here, Ye Chen and Zhao Yun are as immortal as the gods, adding two brilliant 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 sorrowful ghosts, evil thoughts and evil thoughts are intertwined, the picture is scary.
"Big fierce land." Zhao Yun hissed, looking jealous.
"The Emperor of the Underworld cannot completely exhaust it, and it is absolutely difficult to entangle it. Even though Yan Luo of the Ten Halls does not necessarily dare to go deeper."
"Zhaolong scattered half of me." Zhao Yun held out his palm.
Ye Chen was very crisp, fifty bags of tricks were scattered, and half were divided.
The two started working, and one went to the other side, waving the dragon.
The dragon groaned suddenly, two evil dragons rushed out at the same time, and the huge dragon body was black, stirring thunder and clouds.
Ye Chen's style of play was still overbearing. He jumped onto the top of the evil dragon, and the weapons were not used, only the fierce Eight Wild Fist.
The evil dragon roared and roared and could not shake it. The huge dragon's head was smashed by Ye Chen's punch.
On the other side, Zhao Yun was also very natural, covering the sky with one palm and overturning the evil dragon, riding directly on the dragon. He also broke the body of the dragon with no weapons and punched with bare hands.
What is evil, this is evil, and there are two.
Can only single out evil dragons at the imperial realm, most of them are the only ones who dare to do so.
"Two universes, two eras, two main characters."
In the majestic hall, the words of the Emperor are long and incomparable.
In front of him, there is a water curtain floating in it, and the picture inside is exactly the scene where Ye Chen and Zhao Yun singled out the big dragon.
"Daowu releases water, Emperor Ming ... why not?"
Emperor Huang manifested, smiled slightly, and looked at the water curtain.
He once singled out the five emperors, and also showed gratification to Ye Chen and Zhao Yun. The later generations were arrogant and truly amazing.
"The two of them will have a battle." The Emperor Ming smiled and looked at Emperor Huang, "You think, who will win."
"Everyone is the same, and they all go together." Emperor deserted.