Chapter 1656: Make a small profit

If Haoyu called Fang Fan so wailing, he could still understand it, after all, Fang Fan had captured him before, and even... had suppressed it horizontally.
But this young man in blue and red robe is purely self-viewing. He didn't even know his existence before he came to the Temple of the Light Alliance.
It's ridiculous to talk nonsense here now!
"Where is the dog barking?"
"It's so ugly."
Fang Fan glanced silently, and said coldly.
"Asshole! Who do you say is a dog? Do you dare to be rude to Ben Shao?"
"Believe it or not, I abolished you?"
The blue-red-robed youth Haozhan instantly resembled a lion with exploded fur, raging into the crown! He was about to rush forward, but he was stopped by Hao Chen who was beside him.
"Brother, this is the temple of faith, do you want to die?"
Hao Yun roared, the blue and red robe young man Hao Zhan's body suddenly froze, and a trace of cold sweat could not help showing on his forehead. He was obviously frightened. I really didn't care so much just now...
After Haoyu roared, he bowed his head to Fang Fan respectfully: "Hall Master Fang Fan, please do not blame, my third brother was not intentional, please forgive me, we are not deliberately asking you to trouble... I have always treated you I admire..."
As Haoyu spoke, the smile on his face became more and more sincere.
Fang Fan squinted his eyes secretly, and didn't say much, he just smiled indifferently. He didn't expect this Haoyu to change his after being beaten several times...
Fang Fan glanced at Hao Yu, then at the blue and red robe youth Hao Zhan beside him, a slight smile suddenly appeared from the corner of his mouth...
"You just said that you can crush me on the level of belief in the gods of light?"
Fang Fan began to gradually explore the layout.
"Huh! Of course! I'm a person of divine nature!"
The blue-red-robed youth Hao Zhan held his head high and was arrogant. In this regard, he was still very confident.
"Ok... that's not as good as... how about we have a vigorous gambling fight?"
"Anyway, we are going to enter the faith pool together. If I stay for a shorter time than you and have a lower level of faith than you, I will lose you a four-star holy sword! On the contrary, you give me a million star cores, how about?"
The corners of Fang Fan's mouth raised slightly, if he could take a break from the busy schedule and make a small profit, that would be great.
There aren't many star cores in his waist now... still need to earn a fortune first.
While talking, Fang Fan showed the four-star holy sword.
Generally, the price of a one-star holy sword to a three-star holy sword varies from tens of thousands of star cores to hundreds of thousands of star cores...
But when it comes to the four-star holy sword, it basically starts at a million, so Fang Fan's offer is quite reasonable.
"Four Star Sacred Sword?"
"You actually have a four-star holy sword!"
The blue and red robe youth Hao Zhan's eyes lit up, his face gradually showing greed, he subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the sound of inhalation seemed particularly real.
"So... do you dare to bet?"
"You talk so much, don't you even have a million star cores?"
Fang Fan deliberately pretended to be contemptuous.
The complexion of the blue and red robe youth suddenly turned red...
To be honest, he really doesn't have so many star cores...
"I... I don't have many star cores, only half a million... But I can use other treasures as collateral!"
"This bottle of sacred pill will mortgage 500,000 star cores, right?"
The blue-and-red-robed youth directly took out a bottle of pill, and looking at his gnashing teeth, he could see that the level of the pill was not low.