[Chapter 661: Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Cultivation Man (45)]

Beg forgiving.

The connotation of these two words is very deep.

Anyone with eyes present can see what Ye Yang meant to "Shen Qinglan".

Bai Mo's words "responsibility" directly led everyone's thinking apart - could it be Ye Yang who deliberately tied a draw in order to please his lover?

A draw, this is very rare in gambling stones. If it weren't for intentional...

Now, the eyes of Mr. An looking at Ye Yang changed slightly, as if Ye Yang was no longer the "Little Friend" he favored, but was deliberately digging a pit for him to jump.

Mr. An even suspected that Ye Yang first proposed this bet, was he just trying to join forces with Bai Mo and wanted to cheat him into his family?

Mr. An felt that he had a myocardial infarction.

what to do?

Need a quick heart-saving pill.

However, now that such a big bet has been put down, there is no reason to repent in front of so many people, which will ruin the contract spirit of the An family. If this is really done, I am afraid that the status of one of the four major families of the An family’s imperial capital will be lost.

Mr. An had to endure the feeling of heart blockage from myocardial infarction and sincerely hoped that what he thought was wrong.

Mr. An wrinkled as if his anus was anal, and he smiled happily, as if the winners and losses between the younger generations were just a small fight for him. "In the next game, Xiaoyou Ye must work harder, otherwise he will be compared by the girl Qinglan."

He smiled on his face, but when he said this, he stared at Ye Yang's eyes deep in his eyes, as if a poisonous snake spitting out a bright red letter was spying on it in secret. As long as Ye Yang had any actions that were not conducive to him next, he would pounce on him and start a fierce predation.

Ye Yang was immersed in the violent blow that he actually tied with Bai Mo, so he did not notice that Old Master An seemed to have poisoned eyes, but he understood Mr. An's words.

Without Mr. An, Ye Yang would not let this happen again—

How could he lose to a woman?

Even if this woman is his favorite, it won’t work!

Ye·Supreme Immortal Lord·Yang is short and poor on the surface, but he has a machismo.

"This time it was a draw, it was just a lucky draw." Ye Yang sneered, "I wonder if Miss Shen has such good luck in the next game?"

"Try it." Bai Mo replied.

Crush you to death in minutes-

If she wanted to, she could crush Ye Yang so much that she could not make any storms in the first game, but this would be too cheap Ye Yang would have settled down.

I thought that the most tormenting thing was to be beaten to the eighteen levels of hell a moment before I ascended to heaven.

Moreover, she wanted more than just a piece of land in An’s family.

A casual smile appeared on the white mo red lips, "Then please wait and see."

This smile made Ye Yang's heart beat violently!

...

"Hey, this time the jade that Mr. Ye has produced is ice jade. Although Miss Qinglan has the same variety, she is much smaller than Mr. Ye's. It seems that Mr. Ye won..."

"Miss Qinglan won the first time, it seems that she just took good luck. Mr. Ye is the one who has a real strength!"

“…”

In the second game, Bai Mo deliberately lost.

Ye Yang felt that he was proud again and said to Bai Mo: "Miss Shen, let me go."

He returned the two words Bai Mo said just now, which showed that Ye Yang was so narrow-minded.

Tsk tsk.

Mr. An laughed: "Girl Qinglan, it's Xiaoyou Ye who won this time, you have to work hard!"

"I hope you can use your good words."

Bai Mo reluctantly smiled back, but his red lips quietly bloomed in the dark.

This laugh was fleeting and no one present saw it.

Win it once and arouse Mr. An’s caution towards Ye Yang.

He deliberately lost, and then let Mr. An completely let go of his guard against Ye Yang.

The third time...
Chapter completed!