Immortal World Supplier

"No? Don't pay me back!"

Fang Qi staggered a step and was about to snatch back the storage bag.

"Yes, yes, Boss is invincible... Boss is awesome..."

Yong Wudi took the first step and stuffed the storage bag into his pocket.

They Yinyuan can sell land and houses to save hundreds of millions of spirit stones. One hundred million spirit stones is not a small sum even for Lao Yong, let alone Yong Wudi.

The competition on the first day continued until the evening, and the first round of selection was completed.

After that, Fang Qi didn't open any more handicap. On the one hand, he made all the money he should have made... The wool is almost covered.

Even if they continue to open the market, there should not be many monks who continue to bet... Besides, most of the monks who have spirit stones have used up all their spirit stones in the last round.

In a casino, the wise go first.

If you win some spirit stones, you have to go when you have to, don't hesitate, otherwise these spirit stones may not be yours!

Of course, the most important reason is... After the handicap was opened, there was too much noise, Li Shien directly dragged Fang Qi to the high platform, and Fang Qi sat there when the master of Xiaoyao Sect left.

Whenever there is any movement in Fang Qi... Li Shien's gaze flickers over, and the meaning in that gaze... is obvious, that is, you kid, stop making trouble for labor and management, and let this martial arts conference be completed smoothly.

Now this martial arts tournament has completely changed its taste. Now who is still thinking about fighting well... I can't wait to bet all my net worth, but just like Fang Qi, I will turn over and sing as a serf...

Everyone wants to earn a lot of spirit stones... Then who will get the spirit stones in the end? Could it be that the city lord's mansion should post spirit stones upside down?

Even if you think about it with your head, it's impossible!

Since the beginning of this martial arts conference, the taste has actually changed.

"Today is the first day of the Martial Arts Tournament. The first round of selection is over. One hundred and ninety monks who have advanced will participate in the next round of competition!"

"In addition, I want to emphasize one point. Starting tomorrow, the upper limit of each person's betting on all markets is 1 million spirit stones! If you exceed this amount, all bets will be void!"

"This is a fighting tournament, not a casino! I hope you don't get addicted to it!"

"Especially some people, don't think that if you earn some spirit stones, you will be fooled. The spirit stones from the casino will eventually return to the casino. It is true that you can keep them!"

"Gamblers, there is no future! Please remember! Don't blindly target certain people. Such people are lazy and lazy, and they know that the sword is going to go wrong. Sooner or later, you will fall into it!"

When Li Shien talked about a certain person, his eyes were always focused on Fang Qi.

Fang Qi really didn't care at first, but gradually... the old guy didn't look away, what the hell... Isn't this just pointing at Sang and scolding Huai? Incorrect should refer to Huai scolding Huai, without any concealment.

After Li Shien issued the order to limit betting, the fighting arena exploded.

"Master City Lord, think twice! We came to watch the martial arts competition, just for this hobby, you can't put an end to my last hobby..."

"Yes, Lord City Master, please take back your order. I lost tens of millions of spirit stones today, and I will have to make up for it tomorrow! You can't treat us like this!"

"Please take back your orders, Lord City Lord!"

"Please take back your orders, Lord City Lord!"