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Chapter eight hundred and eighty third you are sure

"What did he say?"

As soon as these words were said, everyone was stunned, and a hint of shock and doubt flashed across their faces.

But the next moment, bursts of laughter came.

"Haha, thank you for the 400,000 spirit stones I've been waiting for? Is this cruel man's brain broken?"

"Fellow Daoist Chen, don't thank you. It's the 900,000 I'm waiting to thank you... No, seventy eighth-grade pills!"

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The monks looked at the seventy eight-grade pills, then looked at Chen Fan, almost laughing so hard that they were overwhelmed. This guy lost six times in a row, and he still believed that he could turn the tables!

"Hmph, you dare to be so arrogant when you die!"

Gao Rui waved the folding fan in his hand and said with a cold smile.

He won six consecutive victories in Chen Fan. At this moment, he was physically and mentally comfortable, just waiting for the moment of making a big profit!

"Chen Liuyun, after today, you will completely become the laughing stock of Zhu Yanguo!"

"Chen Liuyun, do you think that by luck, you can cut out the earth-patterned spirit stone again? If this is true, Brother Gao doesn't have to open this gambling stone shop!"

"Hmph, I don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

Beside him, the young men were also laughing coldly.

Now that the bet has taken effect, everyone just need to wait and make a big profit again.

"Brother Chen, what are you talking about?"

Listening to everyone's unscrupulous sarcasm, Pang Kaigu and the other two asked with a bitter expression and a collapsed look on their faces.

They have already lost six games in a row. Now they have no confidence in Chen Fan and do not think that he can cut out a spirit stone by luck. After all, in the gambling stone shop, nine out of ten stones are empty. If they can really choose another piece by luck, the cultivator of the Yanhe Sect before would not have lost so miserably!

"Don't worry, three."

Chen Fan smiled faintly.

"We..." Pang Kaigu and the other two opened their mouths, unable to say a word.

But then, sounds dissipated.

Because Chen Fan had already flashed, he rushed into the courtyard and began to select the last piece of stone.

For a moment, the courtyard and even the entire gambling stone yard became quiet. The sarcasm on everyone's faces dissipated, and a hint of nervousness appeared in their eyes.

Although it is almost impossible for Chen Fan to cut out the spirit stone in this hand, the gambling money is extremely terrifying after all. In order to hit him hard, he and others made a big bet, so they must be cautious.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were tightly condensed on Chen Fan!

"Huh?" The next moment, everyone was stunned, and then a look of extreme excitement appeared on their faces.

I saw that Chen Fan had not been selecting in the courtyard for long, but walked directly under a wooden stand and grabbed a piece of stone below.

And that stone was the largest among the many stones he had observed before - a stone pillar!

For a moment, when everyone was stunned when they looked at his stone pillar.

"Brother Chen!"

Pang Kaigu and the other two had their faces stiffened instantly and they exclaimed.

"Hahaha, this ruthless man is crazy, he actually chose this one!"

"I was worried that if this ruthless man was really lucky, he chose a piece of stone with spirit stone, but he didn't expect that he would cut off his own way!"

"Fellow Daoist Chen, thank you for your seventy pills!"

The next moment, countless hilarious sarcasm sounded from all over the place, and monks were excited about their faces and almost clenched their fists.

"This idiot, idiot!"

Gao Rui and others were also stunned at first, then they looked sarcastic, and several young men covered their stomachs and laughed wildly.

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes burst into bright light.

However, the next moment, everyone's pupils shrank.
Chapter completed!
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