Hearing that Qingxi promised to help him, the old monster of Admiralty was very happy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Outsiders may only know that Qingxi has a very high attainment in music, but they don't know that in addition to music, chess skills are even higher.

At least, in Jin Zhong's opinion, his nephew is definitely a rare genius in the world, and even his master Old Man Cangsong is not an opponent.

If it was just like this, the old monster of Jin Zhong would not be so happy after Qingxi agreed, in fact, he also knew that Qingxi's chess skills were so profound that even the reincarnation powers of the Great Northwest were not as good as those reincarnated powers.

Jin Zhong pondered that as long as Qingxi came out, he would definitely win back all the spiritual treasures he had lost.

It's the middle of the night.

Jin Zhong took Qingxi and Qinglian to the depths of the garden, and when he saw Gu Qingfeng sitting in the pavilion drinking, he stretched out his hand and pointed over, and couldn't help but say proudly: "Boy, Lao Tzu's helper is here, and it won't be a ruin if you don't win today." As he spoke, he said to Qingxi again: "Senior niece, this time you must not show mercy to your subordinates, you will definitely kill this kid's majesty!"

Qingxi looked at Gu Qingfeng sitting in the pavilion, with a beautiful face, his expression was very surprised, and said, "It's you?"

"I thought the helper that the old monster Jin was looking for was sacred. Gu Qingfeng sat on a chair according to the pillar of the pavilion, crossed Erlang's legs, carried a wine jug, drank leisurely, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be a beautiful woman in Qingxi." ”

"What's the matter. Jin Zhong sensed that something was wrong and asked, "Senior niece, do you know this kid?"

"I don't know, but I've met once, and he seems to have come to visit Uncle Deadwood. ”

Qingxi looked at Gu Qingfeng deeply, as if he didn't expect that the person who made Uncle Jin Zhong lose so badly would be the guy in the evening.

"Boy. Jin Zhong looked Gu Qingfeng up and down again and asked, "What are you doing visiting the old man of the dead wood?"

"After the deceased, passing by here, come and visit, can't you?"

After learning that Wuseshan had been deceived by a liar who claimed to be Gu Tiansheng fifty years ago, Gu Qingfeng was not too embarrassed to tell his identity, in case he was regarded as a liar again, it would be troublesome, and he was really too lazy to prove that he was himself with others, and after being questioned by Ouyang Ye, he really didn't know how to prove that he was himself.

"Senior niece, let's not talk about the visit, let's win back the Lingbao that Uncle Shi lost to this kid first?"

Jin Zhong was worried about the Lingbao he lost, and he was also worried that he would talk too much, and if he messed up the relationship, it would be bad for Qingxi to hesitate.

"Boy, take out all the spiritual treasures that Lao Tzu lost to you before, and we will win or lose. ”

"It's no problem to take it out. Gu Qingfeng changed his posture and said, "However, do you have such a big bet?"

"Nonsense, you just take it out. ”

Gu Qingfeng didn't say anything, and with a wave of his hand, he still brought out three Xuan-level high-grade spirit treasures, a multicolored spar and a bunch of spirit treasure resources, looking at these spirit treasures, Qingxi and Qinglian's faces changed and changed, and this time they completely believed that Jin Zhong was not lying, he really lost so many spirit treasures.

"Uncle Shi, so many disciples of our five-color mountain only use the Xuan-level low-grade spirit treasure, usually you are reluctant to give it, but now you have lost all of it to others, and the five-color spar, I begged you for so long, you let me look at it and I am not willing to give it a look, and now I ......"

Qinglian complained: "You really deserve to lose to others! ”

"Ouch, Xiao Qinglian, I'll teach Uncle Shi a lesson in the future. ”

On the other side, Gu Qingfeng said unhurriedly: "Everything has been taken out, what about your bets?"

"See clearly, boy!"

Jin Zhong waved his hand, the brilliance flashed, and a golden flying sword appeared in his palm, and said: "This sword is a bingxuan-level superb flying sword, and it is also Lao Tzu's natal spiritual treasure, which Lao Tzu has been refining for hundreds of years. ”

Natal Spiritual Treasure.

The value of this thing itself is not to be discussed for the time being, and the effort consumed by refining it alone is unimaginable.

Usually no one would bet on their natal spirit treasure.

Even an old gambler like Jin Zhong would not do this, because he knew better than anyone how difficult it was to temper a bingxuan-level top-grade flying sword, and it was no exaggeration to live that once the bet was lost, it was almost equivalent to losing half a life.

Now, though, Admiralty doesn't care.

Because he has faith in Qingxi.

However, Qingxi was a little worried, although she was confident in her chess skills, she was afraid of anything, and she wanted to persuade her, but Jin Zhong seemed to have made up her mind to win or lose.

"Even the natal spirit treasure has been pressed, it seems that your confidence in the Qingxi girl is not ordinary!" Gu Qingfeng smiled: "However, if the Qingxi girl loses, what will you do? Without the natal spirit treasure, what will you use in the future?"

"Boy, you don't have to worry about Lao Tzu's affairs, if my niece loses to you, Lao Tzu will admit it, and it's a big deal not to use a flying sword in the future, what's the big deal. Jin Zhong said with a smile: "But, boy, Lao Tzu's is a Xuan-level top-grade flying sword, a top ten Xuan-level SH top-grade flying sword, I'm afraid these spiritual treasures you won from Lao Tzu just now are not enough, right?"

Apparently.

This time, Jin Zhong not only wanted to win back what he lost, but also wanted to slaughter Gu Qingfeng again.

"Well said. ”

Gu Qingfeng waved his hand, and three flying swords still came out of the storage bag.

These flying swords are very worn, and when Jin Zhong and Qingxi look at it, the good guys are all Xuan-level flying swords.

When Jin Zhong gambled with Gu Qingfeng for the first time before, he knew that he had a Xuan-level high-grade flying sword in his hand, and he was not surprised, but this scene was not simple in the eyes of Qingxi and Qinglian, a guy who cultivated Jindan, and there was no other creation on his body, but he took out three Xuan-level high-grade flying swords at once, you must know that the disciples of Wuseshan only use Xuan-level lower-grade flying swords, and it is clear that such a famous lady of the sky in the northwest is only a Xuan-level top-grade girl, and an old guy like Jin Zhong, who has been cultivating for more than a thousand years and is the eighteen swords of Wuseshan, is just mixing a superb flying sword。

"This kid doesn't know what **** luck he went, he may have picked it up from an ancient cave. ”

Seeing that Qingxi and the others were puzzled, Jin Zhong muttered in a low voice, and then said to Gu Qingfeng: "Boy, even if you add these three, it's not enough...... Lao Tzu is the best of the Xuan level!"

"Don't worry, I have too many flying swords here, and they are all of different quality, so I'm not looking for you. ”

After Gu Qingfeng woke up, he dug up several ancient caves before and after, and the harvest was not small, especially the cave mansion that he dug in the Peach Blossom Secret Realm and Ouyang Ye last time, and he harvested a lot of flying swords.

"Boy, is there any, if not......"

Jin Zhong was halfway through his words, when Gu Qingfeng swished, and there were still three worn-out flying swords, which were also Xuan-level high-grade flying swords.

"Good guy, you kid has a lot of fucking goodies......"

Jin Zhongzheng sighed, boom, Gu Qingfeng directly still produced five flying swords. (To be continued.) )