Under the guidance of Fang Yuxiang, Zhao Mingyuan walked towards the back of the gambling house.

On the way, Fang Yuxiang did not forget to inquire about Zhao Mingyuan's situation, and said in a manly voice: "The slave family's name is Fang Yuxiang, and she is the proprietress of this Silver Hook Gambling House. I don't know if the golden boy is here, why Yaxing, actually came to our small gambling house. ”

Zhao Mingyuan asked, "Oh, how did you know my identity?" I didn't have my conspicuous golden sword, how did you recognize me? ”

Fang Yuxiang said: "If you do our job, you can't miss the rich man." How could a golden boy like Childe not recognize him? ”

Zhao Mingyuan knew that Fang Yufei was the hall master of the "Black Tiger Hall", the "Flying Jade Tiger", and Bluebeard was just his puppet.

There are three branches under the main hall of "Black Tiger Hall" - "Yellow Dog", "Gray Wolf" and "White Dove".

The "Yellow Dog Hall" is responsible for tracking, the "Gray Wolf Hall" is responsible for fighting, and the "White Dove Hall" is responsible for spying and delivering news from all directions.

The development and growth of the "Black Tiger Hall" is inseparable from the extremely high efficiency of these three branches.

Especially in the "White Dove Hall", there is a record of the life, appearance, sect and specialties and hobbies of all famous people in the martial arts.

Some time ago, Zhao Mingyuan's reputation soared, and now the rumor has just passed.

They are naturally familiar with the appearance of such top masters in the rivers and lakes.

The private room is not far away, just a few words away.

Fang Yuxiang pushed open the door and invited Zhao Mingyuan in.

The private room is indeed a private room, and the decoration is quite elegant, not as resplendent as the outside.

But Zhao Mingyuan knew that just a vase placed next to it was an antique from the Song Dynasty, which cost more than the decoration of the entire lobby outside.

It's just that there are already two people in the private room.

After Fang Yuxiang's introduction, Zhao Mingyuan knew that it was Bluebeard and Fang Yufei.

Seeing that Fang Yufei, Fang Yuxiang and Bluebeard were all there, Zhao Mingyuan thought that it was just right, so he could just solve it together.

The three of them asked Zhao Mingyuan's intentions side by side, perhaps they had already guessed.

After all, the Rakshasa card has already been passed on.

Zhao Mingyuan was not the first person to come to the door.

It's just that the rest of the people were sent away by them.

But they knew that Zhao Mingyuan's strength was extraordinary, and it was not so easy to dismiss.

Zhao Mingyuan said: "Ming people don't say dark words, I'm here for the Rakshasa card." ”

The faces of the three of them froze.

Although he has known for a long time, Zhao Mingyuan must have come here for the Rakshasa card. It's just that I didn't expect him to say it directly.

Zhao Mingyuan said: "I do have an interest in the Rakshasa card, you might as well make a price." Presumably, with my reputation as the 'Golden Child', you should be able to believe that I have the financial resources to cash in. ”

At the beginning, Jade Tianbao, the son of Jade Rakshasa, bet the Rakshasa card to Bluebeard at a price of 500,000 taels of silver.

But it's not that the Rakshasa card is only worth 500,000 taels of silver.

In fact, when mortgaged in gambling houses, the amount of silver sold has always been only seventy or eighty, and may even be only fifty percent worth.

If it really wants to be sold, the Rakshasa card is at least above one million taels.

Although they all knew Zhao Mingyuan's reputation as a "golden son", there would be no shortage of silver, but this was still a big surprise to them.

But there is no shortage of silver and being able to come up with a million taels of silver are two different concepts.

However, as long as you think about it carefully, Zhao Mingyuan has business dealings with the Jiangnan Hua family, and the support of Huo Xiu, the richest man in the world, and the Yan family in Guanzhong, it is not surprising that he has this financial resources.

If several of their forces joined forces to support Zhao Mingyuan as the leader of the Western Demon Sect, in that case, even if they spent millions of taels of silver, they would not lose money, and they would only earn back several times in the future.

What's more, its hidden power is not measurable by money at all.

However, since they could make up a pretense to deceive Lu Xiaofeng and the "Three Friends of the Old Cold" of the Western Demon Sect, they naturally wouldn't easily tell Zhao Mingyuan and Pan.

After all, they have spent so much effort, how can they possibly give the results to others?

The three of them glanced at each other, and Fang Yufei said directly: "Zhao Gongzi, I don't know if you have heard of it?" The Rakshasa card is missing. ”

Zhao Mingyuan said: "Naturally, I heard about it."

However, didn't you let Lu Xiaofeng go to find it?

With Lu Xiaofeng here, can you still find this Rakshasa card?

Wouldn't it be nice to sell it to me then?

Could it be that you also intend to be the leader of the Western Demon Sect? ”

Zhao Mingyuan paused, ignored the denials of the three of them, and continued: "Of course, it is normal for you to have this intention. Still, we can work together. ”

Zhao Mingyuan looked directly at Fang Yufei and said, "I can support you as the sect leader of the Western Demon Sect.

It's just that after you become the sect leader, you have to copy a copy of all the martial arts secrets of the Western Demon Sect to me.

It's just a copy, and the original is naturally kept, isn't it too much? ”

Fang Yufei barely squeezed out a smile and said, "Zhao Gongzi is joking, how dare we be the leader of the Western Demon Sect."

In fact, the people of the Western Demon Cult have already arrived.

Even, the "Three Friends of the Western Demon Sect" has already followed Lu Xiaofeng to the Northeast to find the Rakshasa card.

As long as Lu Xiaofeng finds the Rakshasa card, he will be directly taken away by the people of the Western Demon Sect.

It has nothing to do with us, and we can't have a Rakshasa card. ”

Since they also came up with this set of rhetoric to perfunctory Zhao Mingyuan, then Zhao Mingyuan, who knows the truth, is not ready to talk nonsense with them.

Originally, I wanted to save some effort to spare their lives, and maybe I could make some trouble for the Jade Rakshasa .

Since they are looking for death, then Zhao Mingyuan is not welcome.

Yes, Zhao Mingyuan didn't bring his golden sword, which was easy to reveal his identity.

But at his waist he wore a soft sword that had been refined into a soft finger twist and steel, hidden in his belt.

After all, he is now famous, and the richly decorated golden sword has almost become a symbol of his status.

In order not to be noticeable, the golden sword can only be used for the time being.

But you can't do without a sword.

After all, Zhao Mingyuan was deeply impressed by the lessons of Ling Hu Chong's past.

Although Zhao Mingyuan is not as partial as Ling Hu Chong, he will become a third-rate master without the sword, but his strength will be greatly reduced.

After all, even if Ximen Blowing Snow reaches the swordless realm, having a sword in his hand will still have a great impact on his combat power.

This was what he specifically asked Wu Ming for before he left Nameless Island.

With Zhao Mingyuan's current cultivation, under the infusion of internal force, the soft sword is no different from the rigid sword.

What's more, the soft sword can also make the swordsmanship more varied, making the swordsmanship that is known for its changes more powerful. The move is also more concealed, making it difficult to guard against.

Therefore, Zhao Mingyuan used the seventy-seven forty-nine hands of the "Huifeng Dancing Willow Sword".

It is like a spring breeze blowing through the willow tops, light and soft, and it has blown before people are aware of it.

With a plop, Fang Yufei, the hall master of the "Black Tiger Hall", the "Flying Jade Tiger", had already fallen to the ground, and only a trace of red marks on his throat became thicker and thicker.

(End of chapter)