The businessmen and lords present watched the mysterious high-roller Yun lightly take the deed and sigil of the [Qingwa Camp] into his arms, and replaced the big gold he won with [Jin Zhu], all of them were envious, jealous and hateful!

A fief is not something that can be bought with money, not so much the value of the fief is the profit of its production, but the rights of the owner of a fief are really good things that cannot be exchanged!

Even if the [Qingwa Camp] is just a worthless [Wali Camp], but having this fiefdom and becoming the lord of the city is equivalent to being directly promoted to the [Shirong] class, which is a good thing that those [common people] businessmen with millions of gold can't even dream of!

No one found out that no one cared about the outcome of this battle between [Bluestone Mine] and [Qingwa Camp], only the [Bluestone Mine] mine was jealous and depressed, and took over more than a dozen baskets of gold cakes from Baoqu's hands.

[Bluestone Mine] won, thirty-one wins, nineteen losses, four dead, eleven seriously injured, a tragic victory!

But such a huge amount of gambling money has nothing to do with him, except for the principal of the other party's 8,100 gold, he only won an additional 2,500 gold added to Gu Yi, and the other more than 800,000 gold has nothing to do with him!

The most infuriating thing is that he is obviously the master, but no one notices that except for the 500 gold that he took the initiative to add at the beginning, and the 2,000 gold that he followed later, he has not participated in the "stud war" of the other two parties.

Gao Jie, who is addicted to gambling, is very glad that the mysterious high roller is betting the money on his own karma, if it is betting on the other party's karma, maybe he is the one who is lying in that wow and vomiting blood now.

Once dragged into that chaser quagmire, it is difficult for Gao Jie to say whether he will repeatedly chase because he can't give up the money he has already thrown in.

Looking at the miserable [Qingwa Camp] Wazheng, Gao Jie shuddered a little, and glanced at the group of mysterious high-rollers with fear, and wanted to fire at these people in his own house, but he couldn't find the reason for his anger.

After all, it was the people of our own family who won, didn't they?

It is estimated that Gao Jie himself doesn't know what he is angry about, and it is estimated that he is angry that the 300,000 gold and a fiefdom are not his own, right?

Who made him not have the courage to chase it?

Seeing that Gu Yi was scratched by the dwarf man with blood before, he patronized the 2,600 gold that he was distressed about, and he dared to continue to chase it.

I don't know how the mysterious high-roller of Lu Dao saw that his subordinate man could win, and he dared to throw money at him even though he had succeeded or failed.

A mouthful of depressed fire kept turning in his chest, swallowing and not swallowing, and he couldn't spit it out, so he could only stomp his feet hatefully, and his strength was released, and with a "bang" sound, the hard soil of the school field under his feet stepped out of a pit.

Hatefully glared at Gu Yi and the others who walked back covered in blood, Gao Jie snorted coldly and brushed his sleeves away, and the group of people who returned from winning were full of innocence.

Because the commotion in this game was too big, the owners of both sides of the next game refused to participate in the third party, and the other gamblers were still talking about the last game, and they had no intention of gambling on the game.

Seeing that the east was slightly blue, the lords and guests dispersed, and the crowded crowd on the huge [Baoqu Camp] school field dispersed in a hurry, leaving only a mess in one place, and their own servants went to clean up.

Those mysterious high-rollers were crowded by the crowd and left, surrounded by a large number of fly-like merchants, needless to say what their idea was, these mysterious high-rollers who called themselves "Nanwan merchants" were just passers-by, and the fiefdom of [Qingwa Ying] fell into their hands, and it was just a change of hands and sold, and they naturally did not want to miss it.

Looking at the crowd that gradually dispersed, Gu Yi smiled, walked back to the barracks of the [Bluestone Mine] covered in blood, sat down on the spot, took a slight breath, and used "Thunder Sound Cutting Marrow" to heal his injuries.

The injuries on his body looked terrifying, but in fact they were not at all, and even the fact that they looked covered in blood was deliberately done by him, and those wounds that were torn out by the dwarf man were just deliberately suppressed by him to heal.

This loosened the suppression, and the shallow scratches on the body immediately healed, and even the blood stains on his body turned into blood mist and were sucked back by him, self-produced and sold, not wasted at all.

Just shook "Thunder Sound Cutting Marrow" for a round, Gu Yi returned to the state of dragon spirit and tiger fierceness, and only then did he pay attention to check the injuries of everyone in the Iron Courtyard.

Four of them were killed in this battle, eleven were seriously injured, and the four people who died, one of the enemy's men, and three of the bract's men, and the most seriously injured were his men, who called the others the most.

Of these fifty people, thirteen of them were from the Iron Courtyard, fifteen of them were under the enemy, and there were twenty-two of them under the bract, and the four people who hung up were all new people who joined in at the time of the election, and they unfortunately met the ruthless characters among the other party.

Among the eleven people who were seriously injured, Gu Yi also accounted for three people under his name, one Bai Min, two hairy people, and they also met a strong man, or how to say that the master is in the people, among the camps and villages, who has not yet had a few old men, they are all masters who have participated in many competitions, and it is a kind of ability to live until now.

Among the [Qingwa Camp] alone, there were as many as four people with [Blood Soul Technique], which surprised Gu Yi, who originally thought that this kind of "superpower" was very rare.

One of the two hairy men had a broken arm, but in the fighting arena, he was stunned to hold the enemy with one arm and gnaw each other to death with his mouth.

The other happened to be Mao Da, the leader of the Mao people, and the ribs on his body were broken by the other party in two rows, and the white miserable bone stubble pierced the skin and exposed the outside, fortunately the broken bones were not inserted into the internal organs, and he was crying aggrieved at this time.

The seven white militia soldiers, including Pin, are considered to be the strongest group of Gu Yi's subordinates, and the lowest is also [Karma Third Order] at the same level as Gu Yi, but unfortunately they met a [Karma Rong] with [Blood Soul], and they were defeated, but fortunately they saved a life, as long as they can get through, their luck is not bad.

Anyway, even if Gao Jie was not in a good mood, he had to think about the fighting in the back, so he sent a large number of wound medicine and food and blood, Gu Yi personally applied the wounded iron courtyard to the injured people, and broke the broken ribs of Mao Da and dragged them back to the position, and then got some wooden planks to tie them up, the only sequelae was that Mao Da, who was still awake after the original bones were broken, fainted on the spot.

These seriously injured people will definitely not be able to play in the next game, and the remaining thirty-nine people who are slightly injured will have to fight eleven more games!