Chapter 138: The Losers Eat Dust! The Winners Also Eat Dust!

"I'm going all in! Betting these two million!"

A certain player's confident voice echoed through the casino.

The few scattered players in the entire casino all turned surprised gazes this way.

They were all people who had confidence in their gambling skills.

And after observing from many angles,

they discovered that the casino here was unexpectedly fair and just.

The dealers and the other ghostly guests playing didn't cheat or use tricks at all.

"Right! Some sub-dragon species live on Unicorn Immortal Island. You could say Unicorn Immortal Island is dragon territory, except the dragon race doesn't seem to be intervening, letting Old Man Withered Wood attack Unicorn Immortal Island!" Elder Black Tiger said with a frown.

White Wind Supreme flew through the air bristling with killing intent, and the tiger elders behind him trembled as well—all from sheer rage.

Elder Baicai and Master Gongzan's faces changed as they recalled that on the summit of Sun-Chasing God Mountain that day there had also been a gust of clear wind and a clear, bright voice.

The Mountain God of Subduing Demons and True Lord Black Demon both retreated three hundred li, watching warily the many Heavenly Tribulation realm experts of Dragon-Tiger Holy Land.

Speaking of the gains from this war, first and foremost it must be said in terms of troop types. Besides the unexpected surrender of the Mo Chi clan, on the top-tier troop front, including the Red Dragon Chieftain whose strength had nearly reached the peak of Destruction, a total of five Destruction-tier ancient red dragons were annihilated.

"But Ming Lei, will such changes be too extreme for humanity?" Xiao Yi said.

Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong searched the residence on the beam for a long time without finding any reliable evidence. In the end, they came to the beam-walker's bedroom.

Outside the stone pavilion, azure light blazed. The golden dragon qi Chen Feng had conjured seemed to be summoned by something and drilled straight into the pavilion. Wei Fei's ears seemed to hear the wailing emitted by that golden dragon qi. Seeing the dragon qi thrashing about inside the pavilion, he could not help but walk into the stone pavilion.

After Su Xianrong and Xiao Shujie were pulled up by Song Ruilong, Su Xianrong was the first to climb out of the hanging basket.

The full heartache was replaced by anger, her eyes growing darker and darker, faintly tinged with a bewitching purple.

After Shui Muyin came to Courtyard No. 1 to run wild that day, three mornings later she was found in a dilapidated warehouse, covered in blood, her gaze vacant—clearly gone mad.

"Alright, just stay in bed these next few days, don't get up." After finishing treating Jiu'er's battered bottom, Jing Li Chen took the medical kit and put it in the rest room.

Xia Ling had naturally seen Gu Beicheng a few times as well; that handsome appearance and fine family background had long since drawn Xia Ling's gaze.

The trace of gentleness Dong Yuqing had just shown vanished completely, and she once again became the inhumanly cruel devil instructor. However, the rhythm of her serves quietly slowed a little.

The moment my precious sword left my hand, screams rang out from over there, one after another without the slightest pause between them.

The youth training camp dorms were four-person suites. Gao Yang brought Li Yonghao to Dorm 102, Building D, and introduced him to his roommates one by one.

After leaving school and turning left, next door was Huayu Design Academy—the school where Yang Mimi attended.

"You say it, I can't!" Da Meng shook his head, reached over and took the cigarette from Qiao Jian's mouth, and after a puff, said a sentence.

"Since Miss Red Thread pleads for him, this general will spare him. If he runs wild in Jingcheng again, I will absolutely not let him off easily. Farewell!" Having said that, Liu Xixian rode off resentfully, while the big man watched his retreating back with a cold smile.

Seeing this, passersby on the road also revealed looks of fear one after another, unanimously clearing a path for him.

Lin Fang was truly grateful to Uncle Wang—it was all thanks to Uncle Wang carrying Wen Lianhua home, otherwise with Lin Fang's current physical condition he really couldn't walk far.

Lu Zhaolin was stunned. Though he didn't know why Huang Ting had such a big reaction, he still reported it once more, word for word.