Chapter 222 Make Money, I'm Serious
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Mu Xiao San Sheng
He actually refused to fight!
Everyone was stunned for a long time, and after thinking about it, it seems that no one said that they must agree to the appointment.
Moreover, Fu Dongliu is the boss of the younger generation in Xijiang, and his strength is unfathomable. There are only a handful of people who can fight head-on with him. Chen Qingyuan disagrees that a fight is obviously the best choice.
After thinking about this point, most people calmed down and looked at Chen Qingyuan with strange eyes, wondering what would happen next.
"You refuse?" Fu Dongliu was also taken aback for a moment: "Are you afraid?"
"Say what you like."
Chen Qingyuan didn't care.
Face, can it be eaten as a meal?
The most important thing in the world is what Chen Qingyuan needs the least.
If he had a good face, Chen Qingyuan probably died of starvation when he was a child, maybe he was about the same.Most of the senior officials of Xuanqingzong are poor, they do not strive for strength and are aggressive, and they rely on the few spiritual veins passed down from their ancestors to maintain their lives.
When Chen Qingyuan had the ability to make money everywhere, Xuan Qingzong had a new atmosphere. The disciples in the sect got more resources, and the private money of the brothers and others also got settled.
"I heard that although you are only at the Nascent Soul Stage, you can compete with the Saint Son of Zhaxinglou, who is in the God Transformation Realm." Fu Dongliu couldn't figure out Chen Qingyuan's brain circuit, and wanted to fight for it: "You obviously With this ability, why don't you want to compete with me?"
"Why should I compete with you?" Chen Qingyuan asked back.
"Ah?" Fu Dongliu's aloof image collapsed immediately.
After being stunned for a moment, Fu Dongliu stabilized his mind, and said in a deep voice: "You set up the ring, and the book of war is also written by you. Now facing my invitation to fight, you refuse to fight. It's really ridiculous."
"Let's make it clear, do you have my signature on the letter of challenge? Did I ever say that I would accept anyone's challenge?"
Chen Qingyuan replied.
Only the names of Changsun Fengye and Daochen Buddha's son are listed on the war letter, and Chen Qingyuan is only responsible for various chores and does not participate in the battle.
Fighting is so tiring, how can it be comfortable to collect money.
"This..." Fu Dongliu really took out the gauntlet, read it carefully several times, and found no flaws.
For a while, the scene seemed a little dull, and the silence reached the extreme.
"Chen Qingyuan, if you dare not fight my boss, then let me do it."
A certain evildoer from Xijiang stepped forward and said, breaking the deadlock.
"Do not hit."
Chen Qingyuan didn't even look at that person, and refused without hesitation.
"..."
Everyone was speechless.
"You don't even have the courage to fight, so you still have the nerve to challenge your peers." A monster in Xijiang started to attack and said loudly: "Fellow daoists, this guy is clearly trying to tease us, so hurry up and leave here! It's a waste of time here."
"Indeed, it's understandable that he didn't dare to fight Fu Dongliu, because I don't have the guts either. However, he didn't care about the provocations of other people in Xijiang. He really doesn't deserve the title of Ten Heroes of the Northern Wilderness .”
"I didn't expect this farce to end in this way."
"I thought that the Baimai Feast would reach a stage of great controversy, but it seems that I was overthinking it."
All the arrogances who watched the excitement spoke one after another, belittling Chen Qingyuan non-stop.
Chen Qingyuan became angry after hearing all kinds of remarks from the crowd.
It's not that I'm angry because of the belittling words, but because the business I managed to start is about to be ruined.
At a certain moment, Chen Qingyuan seemed to see countless spirit stones falling from his arms, causing heavy losses.
The reason for all this is the group of boys in Xijiang.
Originally, everyone in Xijiang bet on Changsun Fengye to win, which made Chen Qingyuan lose his money.Now Xijiang is stirring up the fire again, making it impossible for Chen Qingyuan to just sit and make money.
It is tolerable and unbearable.
Whoosh!
Chen Qingyuan suddenly jumped into the sky, pointed his right hand at the evildoer in Xijiang, and asked coldly: "Boy, what's your name?"
"Yang Suirong."
The Xijiang evildoer who has been provoking things, his name is Yang Suirong, is wearing a light blue long gown, with a jade pendant hanging around his waist, and looks majestic.
The monstrous character of the Sixth Line of Western Xinjiang has a good reputation.
"Since you want to fight, then the Lord will grant you." In order to continue the business, Chen Qingyuan couldn't avoid the fight: "However, let's agree in advance that this fight is not for nothing, you have to gamble something. "
"Finally dare to fight, I thought you would keep shrinking." Yang Suirong put his hands in front of his chest, without realizing the seriousness of the matter, with a calm face and a small smile on his mouth: "What do you want to bet?"
"I'll bet with you as much as you have."
Chen Qingyuan never played like this before, it is easy to offend people to death.But this time, he will make an exception.
Gambling property!
After everyone heard it, their expressions changed instantly.
Yang Suirong's smile froze, his expression was serious, and he said in a deep voice, "I took out my money, what do you use to gamble?"
"I'm just afraid that you are too poor to waste my time. If I can't afford it, it doesn't matter if I give you this life."
Chen Qingyuan's spiritual stone wealth and all the monsters in the eighteen veins of the western border can barely be equal.The spirit stones earned over the years are filled with many Sumeru rings and Qiankun bags.
"Okay!" Yang Suirong said that he didn't want to gamble with his family, but this matter was provoked by himself, so he couldn't lose his momentum and said bravely, "I'll bet with you!"
"Swear!" Chen Qingyuan said coldly.
In order to prevent Yang Suirong from repenting after the war, Chen Qingyuan had to do this step.
It is the safest way to make a Taoist oath.
If Yang Suirong dares to go back on his word after making an oath, then his Dao heart will be damaged, and he will stop here for the rest of his life.
"You too."
Yang Suirong said loudly.
"of course."
who is afraid of who.
Either Chen Qingyuan would not fight, and once he decided to fight, he would definitely go all out.
Immediately afterwards, both of them made a heart oath.
"There's a good show to watch."
Changsun Fengye, who was recovering from his injuries, stabilized his injuries a little, then got up and walked to a suitable position, and decided to watch the next battle carefully.
Chen Qingyuan didn't take many shots, so he couldn't miss them.
"Things are getting more interesting."
It's not a big deal for a group of people to watch the excitement.
"A duel between gamblers, this is really rare."
The Tianjiao of the Eighteen Veins of Xijiang secretly told Yang Suirong not to underestimate the enemy, but to find the right opportunity.
"Chen Daoyou, are you still in the village?"
Someone shouted in the crowd.
Almost forgot!
After hearing this, Chen Qingyuan hurriedly replied: "Of course I'm on the bank, everyone, hurry up and place your bets! Don't worry, I will definitely be able to afford it."
"Crazy, you go and deal with it."
Chen Qingyuan looked at the eldest grandson Fengye who was about to watch the play, and arranged the gambling to him.
Changsun Fengye really had no time to rest, so he could only get busy.
Seeing that Chen Qingyuan was still thinking about opening up and sitting in the manor, everyone in Xijiang and the women of Lihua Palace in the South Region all showed strange expressions, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help twitching slightly.
This guy is really a talent!
A quarter of an hour later, Yang Suirong looked at Chen Qingyuan, who was still collecting gambling money, with black lines all over his forehead, and yelled, "Chen Qingyuan, are you still beating?"
Fighting, I'm not very interested.
Make money, I mean it.
Chen Qingyuan proved this point with practical actions.
Everyone was stunned for a long time, and after thinking about it, it seems that no one said that they must agree to the appointment.
Moreover, Fu Dongliu is the boss of the younger generation in Xijiang, and his strength is unfathomable. There are only a handful of people who can fight head-on with him. Chen Qingyuan disagrees that a fight is obviously the best choice.
After thinking about this point, most people calmed down and looked at Chen Qingyuan with strange eyes, wondering what would happen next.
"You refuse?" Fu Dongliu was also taken aback for a moment: "Are you afraid?"
"Say what you like."
Chen Qingyuan didn't care.
Face, can it be eaten as a meal?
The most important thing in the world is what Chen Qingyuan needs the least.
If he had a good face, Chen Qingyuan probably died of starvation when he was a child, maybe he was about the same.Most of the senior officials of Xuanqingzong are poor, they do not strive for strength and are aggressive, and they rely on the few spiritual veins passed down from their ancestors to maintain their lives.
When Chen Qingyuan had the ability to make money everywhere, Xuan Qingzong had a new atmosphere. The disciples in the sect got more resources, and the private money of the brothers and others also got settled.
"I heard that although you are only at the Nascent Soul Stage, you can compete with the Saint Son of Zhaxinglou, who is in the God Transformation Realm." Fu Dongliu couldn't figure out Chen Qingyuan's brain circuit, and wanted to fight for it: "You obviously With this ability, why don't you want to compete with me?"
"Why should I compete with you?" Chen Qingyuan asked back.
"Ah?" Fu Dongliu's aloof image collapsed immediately.
After being stunned for a moment, Fu Dongliu stabilized his mind, and said in a deep voice: "You set up the ring, and the book of war is also written by you. Now facing my invitation to fight, you refuse to fight. It's really ridiculous."
"Let's make it clear, do you have my signature on the letter of challenge? Did I ever say that I would accept anyone's challenge?"
Chen Qingyuan replied.
Only the names of Changsun Fengye and Daochen Buddha's son are listed on the war letter, and Chen Qingyuan is only responsible for various chores and does not participate in the battle.
Fighting is so tiring, how can it be comfortable to collect money.
"This..." Fu Dongliu really took out the gauntlet, read it carefully several times, and found no flaws.
For a while, the scene seemed a little dull, and the silence reached the extreme.
"Chen Qingyuan, if you dare not fight my boss, then let me do it."
A certain evildoer from Xijiang stepped forward and said, breaking the deadlock.
"Do not hit."
Chen Qingyuan didn't even look at that person, and refused without hesitation.
"..."
Everyone was speechless.
"You don't even have the courage to fight, so you still have the nerve to challenge your peers." A monster in Xijiang started to attack and said loudly: "Fellow daoists, this guy is clearly trying to tease us, so hurry up and leave here! It's a waste of time here."
"Indeed, it's understandable that he didn't dare to fight Fu Dongliu, because I don't have the guts either. However, he didn't care about the provocations of other people in Xijiang. He really doesn't deserve the title of Ten Heroes of the Northern Wilderness .”
"I didn't expect this farce to end in this way."
"I thought that the Baimai Feast would reach a stage of great controversy, but it seems that I was overthinking it."
All the arrogances who watched the excitement spoke one after another, belittling Chen Qingyuan non-stop.
Chen Qingyuan became angry after hearing all kinds of remarks from the crowd.
It's not that I'm angry because of the belittling words, but because the business I managed to start is about to be ruined.
At a certain moment, Chen Qingyuan seemed to see countless spirit stones falling from his arms, causing heavy losses.
The reason for all this is the group of boys in Xijiang.
Originally, everyone in Xijiang bet on Changsun Fengye to win, which made Chen Qingyuan lose his money.Now Xijiang is stirring up the fire again, making it impossible for Chen Qingyuan to just sit and make money.
It is tolerable and unbearable.
Whoosh!
Chen Qingyuan suddenly jumped into the sky, pointed his right hand at the evildoer in Xijiang, and asked coldly: "Boy, what's your name?"
"Yang Suirong."
The Xijiang evildoer who has been provoking things, his name is Yang Suirong, is wearing a light blue long gown, with a jade pendant hanging around his waist, and looks majestic.
The monstrous character of the Sixth Line of Western Xinjiang has a good reputation.
"Since you want to fight, then the Lord will grant you." In order to continue the business, Chen Qingyuan couldn't avoid the fight: "However, let's agree in advance that this fight is not for nothing, you have to gamble something. "
"Finally dare to fight, I thought you would keep shrinking." Yang Suirong put his hands in front of his chest, without realizing the seriousness of the matter, with a calm face and a small smile on his mouth: "What do you want to bet?"
"I'll bet with you as much as you have."
Chen Qingyuan never played like this before, it is easy to offend people to death.But this time, he will make an exception.
Gambling property!
After everyone heard it, their expressions changed instantly.
Yang Suirong's smile froze, his expression was serious, and he said in a deep voice, "I took out my money, what do you use to gamble?"
"I'm just afraid that you are too poor to waste my time. If I can't afford it, it doesn't matter if I give you this life."
Chen Qingyuan's spiritual stone wealth and all the monsters in the eighteen veins of the western border can barely be equal.The spirit stones earned over the years are filled with many Sumeru rings and Qiankun bags.
"Okay!" Yang Suirong said that he didn't want to gamble with his family, but this matter was provoked by himself, so he couldn't lose his momentum and said bravely, "I'll bet with you!"
"Swear!" Chen Qingyuan said coldly.
In order to prevent Yang Suirong from repenting after the war, Chen Qingyuan had to do this step.
It is the safest way to make a Taoist oath.
If Yang Suirong dares to go back on his word after making an oath, then his Dao heart will be damaged, and he will stop here for the rest of his life.
"You too."
Yang Suirong said loudly.
"of course."
who is afraid of who.
Either Chen Qingyuan would not fight, and once he decided to fight, he would definitely go all out.
Immediately afterwards, both of them made a heart oath.
"There's a good show to watch."
Changsun Fengye, who was recovering from his injuries, stabilized his injuries a little, then got up and walked to a suitable position, and decided to watch the next battle carefully.
Chen Qingyuan didn't take many shots, so he couldn't miss them.
"Things are getting more interesting."
It's not a big deal for a group of people to watch the excitement.
"A duel between gamblers, this is really rare."
The Tianjiao of the Eighteen Veins of Xijiang secretly told Yang Suirong not to underestimate the enemy, but to find the right opportunity.
"Chen Daoyou, are you still in the village?"
Someone shouted in the crowd.
Almost forgot!
After hearing this, Chen Qingyuan hurriedly replied: "Of course I'm on the bank, everyone, hurry up and place your bets! Don't worry, I will definitely be able to afford it."
"Crazy, you go and deal with it."
Chen Qingyuan looked at the eldest grandson Fengye who was about to watch the play, and arranged the gambling to him.
Changsun Fengye really had no time to rest, so he could only get busy.
Seeing that Chen Qingyuan was still thinking about opening up and sitting in the manor, everyone in Xijiang and the women of Lihua Palace in the South Region all showed strange expressions, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help twitching slightly.
This guy is really a talent!
A quarter of an hour later, Yang Suirong looked at Chen Qingyuan, who was still collecting gambling money, with black lines all over his forehead, and yelled, "Chen Qingyuan, are you still beating?"
Fighting, I'm not very interested.
Make money, I mean it.
Chen Qingyuan proved this point with practical actions.
