What a pity.

He sensed that others were not using spiritual consciousness.

Now in his sword spirit realm, the light ball representing the bearded stall owner, although it is dimmer than before, is still very illuminating.

"Little guy, are you ready?! This time, I won't let you go again!" The bearded stall owner laughed.

Lin Chen rolled his eyes and said nothing.

Just waved at the other party.

It's time to start.

that's all.

After two breaths.

The third game bet ends.

The bearded stall owner raised his long sword in front of Lin Chen.

The more depressed the look you look, the more depressed you are.

I felt extremely depressed inside.

I am so dignified... Alas! I was actually frustrated three times in a row by a junior person.

There is no power to fight back at all.

Is this old?!

The bearded stall owner seemed to have grown thousands of years old all of a sudden.

"Let's go now, I won't stop you, I just pretend that I haven't bet on the third game." Lin Chen felt a little funny when he saw his depressed look.

"Nonsense, how can I play the joke if I say something to Wuji? Those who say one hundred years of protection of Taoism are the ones who protect the Tao for a hundred years!" said the owner of the bearded stall.

Lin Chen glared at his eyes, and there was a rare look of shock.

Zhan Wuji!?
Chapter completed!