Uncle Jiu, from the zombie general to the lord of all demons

Kill, kill, kill!

Chu Chen's eyes were red, and the fierce killing intent in his heart was surging endlessly, he grabbed the edge of the bed with both hands, and the hard wood was immediately crushed into pieces.

Fangs emerge, claws poking out.

"Hold me down!"

Chu Chen slammed his fist on the ground, suddenly blasting out a deep pit.

This is the sequelae of the rapid ascension of cultivation, the corpse qi enters the brain, and if it is not controlled, he will only be reduced to a beast that only acts according to instinct.

Chu Chen ran the spell, suppressing the killing intent in his heart again and again.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed quietly, and Chu Chen had been struggling with continuous suppression.

"No, I can't suppress it, zombies are killing things, and with the influence of the killing codex, if I don't kill to dissipate the anger in my heart, after it accumulates too much, once it breaks out, I will completely become a monster without reason!"

Chu Chen gasped and opened the door.

Outside, the moon stars are scarce.

The cool moonlight sprinkled on the earth and also shone on Chu Chen's body.

He took a deep breath, and saw that the moonlight was like water, and it actually penetrated into his mouth and nose in dots.

In addition to blood-sucking cultivation, zombies can also absorb the power of the moon.

It's just that compared to the former, the latter is much slower.

Ordinary zombies are no different from beasts, and it is natural to choose the former, especially the blood of their loved ones, which is extremely attractive to them.

As long as you can suck a lot of blood from your loved ones, even if it is an ordinary zombie, it will transform into a generation of zombie kings.

This is one of the reasons why they will find their relatives as soon as they are corpses.

Yuehua entered the body, and Chu Chen's mind calmed down a little, but it was a pity that the symptoms were not cured.

Now there is a anger in his heart, and there is no other way than to dissipate it by killing.

From the very beginning of accepting the Killing Canon, Chu Chen was destined to embark on this road of no return.

Preach the Tao by killing, become a god by killing!

"The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, when people are killed and set on fire."

Chu Chen chuckled, then hid his form and changed into the appearance of a middle-aged man, walked out of his hut, and came to a brightly lit house.

In front of the door hangs a couplet, with two rows of large letters.

"Xiao Shi courage, get spring, summer, autumn and winter."

"Show your skills and get the wealth of the southeast and northwest."

"Horizontal batch: it's time to run."

It was a gambling house, and even though it was the middle of the night, it was still noisy and full of shouting.

"Big big! Give me a big deal!

"Tiny, small, small!"

Shouts like this were endless, and when Chu Chen entered it, he saw a group of men, women, and children sitting around the gambling table, their expressions all the same excited.

As soon as he entered the door, two big men with a black wolf head tattooed on the back of his hand walked over.

"What do brothers play, how long do they play, and how much is the principal?"

Dahan asked straight to the point.

Check the principal when you enter the door, if it's too little, you won't let him in at all.

Chu Chen took out ten pieces of ocean and checked them, making a clanging sound.

"Play casually, the first time I came, I brought less money, and I will definitely bring more next time."

The two glanced at each other, then took a step back and let Chu Chen in.

Although ten oceans is not much, the qualifications to go in and play must be there.

The gambling hall is not big from the outside, but there are more than a dozen gambling tables inside, and hundreds of people are sitting and standing.

Most of them are plainly dressed ordinary people, and there are also a few richly dressed people, men and women, young and old, all of whom come here with the dream of becoming rich overnight.

It's just that nine out of ten bets are lost.

Most people will only lose their future and lose their families.

Everyone here knows this truth, but unfortunately they are all lucky, thinking that they will be the ones who will win.

on this.

Chu Chen only felt that these people deserved no matter what fate they fell into, but they just took pity on their relatives and friends and put these scourges on the table.

Come to a gaming table.

The game here is the easiest to guess the size, and it is also the most crowded.

There are too many other rules, and the entry capital is too large, and these ordinary people can't play at all.

Everyone stared at the dice cup in front of the dealer and shouted nervously and excitedly.

The soles of Chu Chen's feet released a source power, which passed through the earth into the dice cup on the gambling table and wrapped around the three dice.

Then he sensed it a little, and he "saw" the number of dice.

"One, three, four, eight, small."

In fact, for people who have Xi Qimen Dao Technique or monsters, it is easy to cheat by this means.

However, in decent cultivation, people don't bother to use such means to make profits, and monsters don't need money, so they can't use it.

In addition, there are cultivators in ordinary big casinos, and no one dares to make mistakes at will.

"Anyone else to bet on? If not, I'll open it! The

dealer swept around the crowd and asked loudly.

"Wait, I'm going to bet."

Chu Chen said, and directly threw ten pieces of ocean to an area, where there was no one except him betting.

Because that area is to guess the points.

There is a 1 in 2 chance of betting on the size, but only 1 in 16 guessing points.

"Heh, this kid, it's not like this to try your luck!"

"Hey, boy, you don't know anything, do you? Follow the uncle, I bet small, and I will definitely win! "

Another fool came to give money for nothing."

The crowd was full of discussions, some admonished, some ridiculed.

Chu Chen's face did not change, but he just made a gesture of invitation to the dealer.

The dealer pouted, he had seen a lot of this kind of blind luck.

I thought that the guess point was 16 to 16, and in the end I would only lose until I had no pants left.

He was very disdainful in his heart, but he welcomed this kind of person, because this kind of person was the big customer of their casino, the living fortune boy.

But when he opened the cup, his eyes widened and his mouth was wide enough to fit a duck's egg.

He forcibly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then said what he saw.

"One, three, four, eight, little !!"

The gamblers also stared at the dice cup with wide eyes in disbelief.

"No, it won't! He really guessed it, what kind of luck is this! "

Holy, this... A blind cat meets a dead mouse, right? I don't believe it, it's a loss of sixteen! "

......

Chu Chen ignored them, but looked at the dealer.

"Give the money."

The man who is a dealer has a somewhat ugly face.

Ordinary gamblers guess the size because the dealer first takes a percentage of the total money, and then distributes the loser's money to the winner proportionally.

In this way, the dealer will only make a sure profit.

But if you guess the points, guess the wrong money is the banker, guess the right, you need the banker to pay the gambler himself.

But that's a 1 in 16 chance, so it's so easy to guess.

Therefore, generally those who bet there are given money to the dealer for nothing.

But now the other party has indeed guessed it.

If you don't give it, the casino's reputation will stink, and where will anyone dare to come here to send money.

But ten oceans lose one hundred and sixty yuan, which is a lot of money.

And where is his little minion can answer?

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