Bishop's Retirement

"Where's Brother Aji?"

"Why don't you see anyone else?"

"This generation of shopkeeper asked him to be, and the figure is nowhere to be found!"

"okay!"

Hearing this, Li Qinglian who was on the side said, "Aji went to the gambling shop to exchange money!"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Muyun couldn't help being taken aback.

He looked at Li Qinglian in front of him, and said, "Gambler?"

"For silver?"

"Yup!"

At this moment, Li Qinglian nodded, and said, "Isn't this a lottery a few days ago, betting that Lao Cai will be fascinated by one place and destroy someone?"

"We bought Qiankun Dao according to the arrangement of Bai Daxia..."

"I didn't expect the old money fan to go to Qiankun Dao, and now we have a big upset..."

"I made a lot of money all at once!"

Between the words, Li Qinglian couldn't help laughing.

Just as Li Qinglian was laughing.

Aji also walked in arrogantly.

He waved a 3000 tael bank note in front of everyone.

Then he said, "See, 3000 taels!"

"3000 taels?!"

Seeing this, Xiao Muyun couldn't help but startled: "Brother Aji, are you so good at playing?"

"Not big at all!"

Aji shook his head, and said: "This time, the old money fan went to Qiankun Dao, but it was a big upset..."

"The odds have soared to ten to one..."

"We used the 300 taels of silver on the cabinet to press the Qiankun Dao that day..."

"In the end, the handover was 3000 taels!"

hiss!

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Muyun gasped.

He looked at Aji in front of him, and said, "Use the silver on the cabinet to gamble..."

"Brother Aji, you are getting braver..."

"If you lose this, it will be no wonder that Lao Wang can get around you!"

"Do not worry!"

Hearing this, Aji laughed.

He looked at Xiao Muyun in front of him, and said, "This time the old money fan went to Qiankun Dao, but Daxia Bai told me..."

"Otherwise we wouldn't dare to bet like this!"

"But should I say it or not, Daxia Bai made the right bet this time!"

"If it wasn't for the deadly enemy for many years, who would have thought that the old money fan would go back and destroy the world!"

As he spoke, he bumped up to Bai Mingyu.

Then he said, "Uncle Bai, have you made a lot of money this time?"

"How much did you win?"

"Say it and make everyone happy!"

I'm so...

Hearing Aji's words, Bai Mingyu kept cursing her mother.

motherfucker...

He originally thought that he could not be the only one who lost money.

Encourage everyone to buy the most impossible Qiankun Dao.

In the end, everyone except myself made a damn profit!

For a moment, Bai Mingyu only felt the energy and blood in his brain, and he was inexhaustibly irritated.

"Noisy!"

Thinking of this, Bai Mingyu said: "I am a person of the righteous way!"

"How could it be possible to do this kind of betting?!"

"Humph!"

Saying that, Bai Mingyu got up immediately and left angrily.

"no……"

Seeing Bai Mingyu's reaction, Xiao Muyun said, "What kind of anger is Lao Bai doing so well?"

"You do not understand……"

At this moment, Aji said, "Uncle Bai must have made a lot of money..."

"He will look angry just because he wants to maintain the majesty of the former martial arts leader..."

"Actually, I'm secretly happy!"

between words.

Aji had a look of understanding on his face.

Chapter 1855 The desire for revenge is a bit strong...

Five days later, Jian Hut.

Here, the peaks and peaks gather, and the waterfalls and rainbows are chaotic.

Look up.

Indescribably steep and magnificent.

However, what is more magnificent than this landscape is the densely packed sharp swords all over the mountains and plains!

This sharp sword is pierced all over the mountains and plains.

Looking up, it looks like lush grass, and the mountain wind blows and is divided by the blade of the sword.

Make a whimpering sound.

It was as if ten thousand swords were mourning together, weeping together!

As the saying goes, one sword is born and ten thousand swords are buried, and these swords are stabbed here, all because of blood evil!

In the past, the great swordsman used meteoric iron from the sky to refine the blood demon.

When the sword was accomplished, blood rained from the sky, and the great swordsman ran out of fuel and died.

Those who practice swords all over the world feel this way.

Whenever I am tired of the rivers and lakes, I will come here, put the sword in my hand here, and sleep with the great sword master.

Over the years, tens of thousands of swords have been abandoned here.

Tired over time.

Created such a sea of ​​rusty swords!

Therefore.

Jianlu also has a name.

Call it Jianzhong!

The Abandoned Sword Changshui was unwilling to do so, and Wan Jian chattered endlessly under the same grief.

As a result, the sword energy here is soaring, and the resentment is soaring.

No one has set foot here in years.

And now.

This long-quiet Sword Hut is bustling again!

There is no other reason.

It's because Wang Ye decided the martial arts conference here!

At this time on the rugged mountain road.

A large number of people in the martial arts are going up the mountain road, heading for the sword hut on the top.

Look up.

They are all people in the rivers and lakes with swords and swords.

Among these people are well-dressed dignified families, and there are upright casual martial arts practitioners.

There are also some quacks who want to take advantage of the autumn wind.

The number of people is more than tens of thousands?

Looking up at a large area of ​​darkness, the end is extremely shocking.

These people are all participating in the martial arts conference.

Aji and others were also mixed in the crowd.

"Good guy..."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Aji couldn't help sighing: "It's the name of Shengjun after all..."

"This person is a large area of ​​darkness, there are not tens of thousands, but there are thousands of them!"

"Are these people going to the Holy King?"

"Pull it down!"

Hearing Aji's words, Chen Chong on the side said, "These people's martial arts are uneven..."

"There are holy lands and there are immortals..."

"There are people below the master!"

"They're all here to watch the excitement and fight the autumn wind. How many people can really deal with Shengjun?"

As soon as this remark came out, Aji and the others couldn't help but nodded.

Yes……

Looking at the world, how many people can really deal with Shengjun?

"correct!"

At this moment, Li Qinglian at the side seemed to think of something.

He slapped his forehead and said, "Where's Hero Bai?"

Shengjun held a martial arts conference.

Naturally, Bai Mingyu couldn't miss it.

This time, he followed everyone to the Sword Hut.

When asked by Li Qinglian, everyone was stunned.

Yup!

Where is Bai Mingyu! ?