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The breeze was blowing, and the mixed scarf was constantly shaking.

Yang Qifeng stood up and stood in front of everyone.

One by one, his eyes stayed on Yang Qifeng, staring at Yang Qifeng.

What does it mean, Yang Qifeng finally realized it at this moment.

He didn't expect that he would be so lucky to be the first to roll the dice.

You have to know one thing, this is not a bet, you have to have both of you finish throwing the dice to be able to compete in size.

In this game, the competition is who will be the first to reach the end.

The first place is the winner, and the first place is the competition for who comes first.

In turn-based trading, every time you roll the dice, you can reach the end even if you are the next one, in the same round, and you can still be calculated.

So the first to roll the dice, this takes a head start.

There is more for no reason, at least a 50% win rate.

As long as Yang Qifeng does not play badly afterwards and remains on the front line, even if it makes people overtake a little, but in the end, he will be the one who wins.

Because he had one more round and one more chance to roll the dice than the others.

Let him reach the finish line, and it will be meaningless for others to have a chance to roll the dice this round, and the winner has been born.

Such a good opportunity, if it was in normal times, Yang Qifeng would be happy, but at this moment, he was extremely uneasy in his heart.

There was even some panic, and there was panic, and the extra winning rate made Yang Qifeng the target of everyone.

You know, this is a game that gambles with your life.

It is filled with a large number of props, and there are all kinds of items.

As the first person to throw dice, Yang Qifeng became a bird.

How could Yang Qifeng not understand the truth of shooting the first bird.

When all kinds of props were smashed, the first to be killed was him Yang Qifeng, so this target had an advantage, and what Jin Ying sent was not cheap, but a knife.

A sharp knife that was on top of Yang Qifeng's head, no one knew when he would fall directly from this treasure knife and hack Yang Qifeng to death.

"Fellow Daoist, please!" Jin Ying's neutral and peaceful words sounded.

Yang Qifeng laughed self-deprecatingly, he still couldn't pass the psychological level, and his Taoist heart was not strong.

His eyes glanced at everyone present.

Looking at the surprise, with some disbelief on his face, he smiled, no one expected that now, it would be him, who was not outstanding and mediocre, who won the first prize.

Stretching out his hand and grabbing it, the five fingers gathered, and the strong waves of the Tao swept away.

A white and flawless, well-veined palm rose in the wind, and grabbed the red, yellow and blue dice suspended in mid-air, directly in his hand, and then threw it towards the sky.

Red, yellow and blue are shining, and the three colors are entangled.

The light is like a pillar, the brilliance is dazzling,

Whoosh!!!!!!!!!

Constantly starting to rotate, the numbers on it, changing quickly, and without stopping.

Yang Qifeng had no sadness or joy on his face, he had already seen it at this time, since he couldn't resist, he could only accept it.

The first place, Yang Qifeng will definitely not maintain, in this game with a variety of props, to maintain the first place, is looking for death.

In that jade slip, Yang Qifeng saw that there was more than one kind of prop that could cause his death.

The most ruthless is, of course, the erasure card, which is used against Yang Qifeng, has no ability to resist at all, and is immediately erased.

The second is the revenge card, and there is the duel card.

brush, the dice stopped.

Red, yellow and blue dice, looking at the points on it, the smile on Yang Qifeng's face was a little stiff.

He was very unhappy, very unhappy.

This Buddha Emperor Cave Heaven, he came to regret it a little, such a game similar to Monopoly, giving Yang Qifeng the feeling that he is not in control, his own destiny, and he is manipulated by others.

This is very uncomfortable for Yang Qifeng, who has some strong desire to control zhì.

Three dice, red, yellow, blue, all of the same color, all six.

Three-six-one-eighteen!

For the first time, he threw the highest number of dice, allowing him to move eighteen steps.

Yang Qifeng originally threw at random, and he didn't intend to find some kind of pattern, throw a number, so as to take a few steps, and then let others surpass him.

In Yang Qifeng's view, if you want to win in this game,

The best way is not to attract attention, to start behind, as long as you don't fall out of the first line, and finally overtake.

This is the best way, to shoot secretly in the back.

However, he was not given a chance here.

All of a sudden, Yang Qifeng was in the limelight.

If Jin Ying picks out Yang Qifeng, it will be an accident, but Yang Qifeng is lucky, so the number of points for throwing the dice now.

It can no longer be described as lucky, once is luck, it is a coincidence, twice, it is definitely impossible.

Great luck, luck is like a rainbow, and a series of ideas have flashed in everyone's minds.

But no matter which point it is, it all means one thing, that is, Yang Qifeng is a strong opponent.

Yang Qifeng keenly noticed that the eyes of several people who had been indifferent to him had changed, and the most obvious was the snake demon.

Yang Qifeng's strength is still the first, and he is not in the eyes of the snake demon.

But when there are three dice, all of them are six points thick line,

The snake demon's eyes revealed a murderous intention. 、

The first opportunity, with such a point against the sky.

This has already posed a threat, if it is maintained, it is simply not to give others a way to live, he failed last time, and he will lose this time.

All of a sudden, it became the cusp of the storm,

Yang Qifeng was bitter in his heart, and his eyes were blazing looking at the golden shadow.

He has such luck and luck, Yang Qifeng doesn't think that this guy is a ghost.

The plain golden shadow, no matter how Yang Qifeng looked, he could see the sneering look of the other party, as well as the schadenfreude in his eyes.

Well, this is Yang Qifeng's own guess,

Now that he was not sure, he took a deep breath, ignoring the eyes of the others and wanting to kill himself, Yang Qifeng took a step.

One step, one step, one step forward.

The Tao and the Buddha light are divided, like a grid.

Yang Qifeng took one step at a time, and took eighteen steps in a row.

After standing firm, the fog under the lattice shattered.

Revealing a colorful color, it suddenly levitated, and a hiss sounded.

This is a remarkable way to get the spectacle that the props should have.