Next, Ye Qiao proved with his strength that the price of offending Fu Xiu is no price.
Su Zhuo dared not speak out during the whole process.
But his luck was quite bad as he lost to Ye Qiao several times in a row. He subconsciously widened his eyes. After losing several games in a row to Ye Qiao, Su Zhuo became a little drunk.
Give all the talismans you can take out of the mustard bag to Ye Qiao to pay off your debt, and you must win the game from her.
However, he lost every time he gambled. Without exception.
For a moment, Su Zhuo almost suspected whether Ye Qiao had done anything. After all, her sea of consciousness was much higher than theirs, so it was not impossible for her to do something.
The boy's face darkened slightly, and he turned around and wanted to leave: "I don't want to play anymore."
"I don't have the talisman anymore."
The previous battle was almost over. How could he withstand this beating? If he lost again, he would have to pay her with his pants.
No one is Ye Qiao, who robs wherever he goes and always manages to obtain resources from local sources.
"Hey, can't afford to lose? The bet you just lost hasn't been paid yet."
Ye Qiao stretched out her hand to stop him. She could swear this time that she really did not use her spiritual sense to cause trouble. She was a little surprised that she could defeat Su Zhuo every time after losing several times in a row.
Has the Heavenly Dao finally opened its eyes?
Mingxuan touched his chin, wondering if Ye Qiao was targeting Su Zhuo. He did not associate it with the Way of Heaven. Whether that mysterious existence was real or not had yet to be confirmed. At this moment, he simply thought that Ye Qiao's luck would be better against Yue Qingzong.
Winning every time is outrageous.
Almost everyone suspected that she had done something wrong, but there was no evidence.
But a win is a win, Mingxuan said cheerfully: "You don't have the talisman? Then let your senior brother pay off the debt. What about your senior brothers and sisters? Xiao Mingyi?"
Mingyi buried his head in his knees and pretended to be dead.
Mingxuan shrugged, and did not continue to embarrass his family. He looked at the other person:
"Zhai Chen?"
Zhai Chen was usually taciturn, and now he tried to make his expression look more honest and sincere, "Actually, he and I are not familiar with each other."
Su Zhuo: "..."
Song Hansheng looked at Su Zhuo with annoyance: "You make me feel ashamed."
He was not very good at fighting and deploying troops. Even if he was betting on luck, he couldn't even beat Ye Qiao, the African chief.
Damn it!!
Su Zhuo: "..."
He wanted to break down and fight back at Song Hansheng, but after thinking about it, he felt that he had lost so many games and was not worthy of breaking down, and he collapsed even more.
What's wrong, Ye Qiao? Didn't you just offend her before?
There's no need to be so fragile, right?
Mingyi crossed his arms and glared at Mingxuan coldly for several times.
Mingxuan thought about it and decided to let his family go, and attacked Zhai Chen and Song Hansheng, who he was not familiar with.
"Don't steal my things! You idiots!" Song Hansheng never thought that the fire would burn himself. He just stood up in panic and wanted to run, but Ye Qiao easily grabbed him and brought him back.
"Your clothes are monastic robes, right?" Ming Xuan pulled his monastic robe and said with a smile, "Why don't you take them off to pay off your debt?"
After saying that, as a representative of the action group, Mingxuan directly attacked him.
"How dare you Mingxuan! Let go of my senior brother's pants quickly!" Su Zhuo was horrified and rushed forward to hug the other's waist, swearing to defend his senior brother's innocence until his death.
Although he didn't like Song Hansheng, he was the chief of their Yueqing Sect! He was the face of the sect!
Seeing this, Duan Hengdao frantically encouraged the senior brother next to him. He held his face and exclaimed, "Fourth Senior Brother, look! Your idol Ye Qiao has been beaten up by the Yueqing Sect."
Yes, after Fang Zhiyao's mindless flattery of Ye Qiao time and time again, they all came to the conclusion that Cheng Feng's identity as a descendant of the clan was actually just Fang Zhiyao's protective color, and his true identity was a fan of Ye Qiao.
Fang Zhiyao: “?Ah?”
The young man was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly joined the battle.
As the three parties fought, the entire secret realm became chaotic.
…
"Miaomiao." The Bishui Sect, which had always been peaceful and had never fought with the world, was finally able to sit down and talk.
"Is there something wrong with your Qinglian?" Si Miaoyan pulled the little junior sister who was watching the show beside her and called her back to her senses.
She was always a little puzzled.
Miaomiao is the owner of the spiritual weapon. Logically, even if the spiritual weapon has a favorite heir, this situation will not happen. At that time, the Pure World Lotus was like a peacock spreading its petals, gently opening its petals and madly seducing Ye Qiao.
But Ye Qiao is not a popular figure.
Some spiritual weapons even tried to avoid her when they saw her.
Jingshilian's attitude is really very subtle.
Si Miaoyan continued to think: "Could it be...she has some hidden card that we don't know about?"
"I don't know." Miaomiao shrugged, not caring at all: "Who knows? Let her be."
The reason why the trump card is a trump card is that it means there is no need to tell everyone, right? If Ye Qiao wants to hide it, then let her hide it.
There is no need for them, the alchemists, to be compared with Ye Qiao.
The ones who should feel the pressure are the sword practitioners.
"Hey." Duan Hengdao poked his head out, eavesdropped for a moment, and then complained, "I find that you chiefs have a really strong thirst for knowledge. This can easily lead to trouble."
The consequence of Qin Huai's strong desire for knowledge was that he lost the bet and was kept behind by Ye Qiao and enslaved.
If you are too curious, you will meet bad people! !
Si Miaoyan smiled slightly, and told him softly, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb, Duan Hengdao."
The boy smiled on his cute baby face: "No, I don't have any other hobbies, I just like talking."
Si Miaoyan raised her eyebrows slightly. She didn't know why Duan Hengdao, who was so young, was given such a wild name.
I can’t figure it out. I can’t figure it out.
She couldn't figure it out, so she took advantage of everyone finally being able to sit down and chat calmly and asked directly, "What did your parents think when they gave you this name?"
Duan Hengdao scratched his head stupidly. There were no girls in Chengfeng Sect. Seeing Si Miaoyan approaching, he stumbled a little and said, "You know, right? A poem goes like this: I hold my sword in my hand and laugh at the sky."
Ye Qiao, who had just finished robbing the Qing clan for two months, replied anxiously: "After laughing, I will go to sleep?"
"Not Ye Qiao, have you ever been to school?" Duan Hengdao paused for a moment, feeling unbelievable.
Ye Qiao: "I was just kidding."
It must be said that the names of these descendants in the sect are quite meaningful.
Ye Qiao usually seldom remembers anyone's name, but in the novel, the name of each sect's direct disciple left a surprisingly deep impression on her.
Especially in the novel, when the disciple named Mu Chongxi first appeared.
The green sunflowers in the garden, the morning dew awaits the sun's rays. The spring brings blessings, and everything is glorious.
Ye Qiao thought about his name carefully at that time and thought it was a good choice.
Therefore, the other party's death left a deep impression on her.
Youth is like the bright morning sun.
It was noisy when it came.
Death is the loneliest moment.
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