The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

Following the guidance of the system, Chao Zhao found the innermost gambling table on the left, and immediately saw the eldest senior brother with a burly figure and a tense expression in the crowd.

She originally thought it was a thrilling gambling game, but when she took a closer look, she found that it was just the most easy-to-understand game of dice comparison.

Zhao Zhao: “…”

She stood behind Wen Qingyan and patted his shoulder: "Big Brother."

Wen Qingyan turned around with a serious face, and was stunned when he saw her, but quickly turned his head away: "Little Junior Sister, don't worry, the game will start soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dealer in the middle stopped shaking the dice cup and put it on the gambling table.

"Stop betting, open the cup - one five five big!"

There was a sudden burst of lively noise at the gambling table, some were happy and some were annoyed. Chao Zhao clearly saw the incredulous look on her senior brother's face.

She couldn't help shaking her head.

He already owes hundreds of thousands of dollars in debt, but he is still doing it unbelievably. He is worthy of being her senior brother.

"Big Brother, I have something to tell you."

"Junior sister." Wen Qingyan suddenly asked, "Do you believe in fate?"

"........."

This is a familiar opening line.

In order to prevent the next process, Chao Zhao gritted his teeth and threw himself at the gambling table, "Big Brother, why don't I play a game too?"

Wen Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

"Brother, place your bet first."

Chao Zhao said modestly.

Then Wen Qingyan pondered for a moment, and even resorted to Buddhist chanting and blessing. Finally, he placed a spirit stone on the small bet with a solemn expression.

One spirit stone is the maximum that Wen Qingyan can take out.

Chao Zhao didn't think twice and directly took out ten spirit stones and placed them on the gambling table.

Finally, when the dealer started the game, one of Wen Qingyan's spirit stones flowed into Chao Zhao's pocket, and she earned two more spirit stones.

Wen Qingyan was shocked: "Junior sister, you——"

Chao Zhao weighed the three extra spirit stones in his hand that appeared effortlessly, and a bold idea suddenly came to his mind.

Although she felt a little sorry for her senior brother, she could earn more money to help her senior brother! With this thought in mind, Chao Zhao looked at Wen Qingyan with bright eyes: "Senior brother, are you still going?"

She completely forgot that her original purpose was to rescue her senior brother.

Wen Qingyan pursed his lips: "... continue."

When the second round started, Wen Qingyan continued to lose one spirit stone, while Chao Zhao made a net profit of five spirit stones this time.

Chao Zhao looked over again: "Big Brother."

Wen Qingyan: "......"

He didn't say anything, but silently loaded another spirit stone and placed his bet on the opposite side of Zhao as usual.

After three rounds, Wen Qingyan had run out of spirit stones. He looked at the dozen or so spirit stones he had won in his arms, with a complex look of envy in his eyes: "Junior sister, could it be that you are the son of luck, the reincarnation of the God of Gamblers?"

"???"

Chao Zhao's movements of holding the spirit stone froze. "Big Brother, is it really okay for you to be so honest? Your character is a little broken!"

It's outrageous that such a person would turn evil just because he has no luck!

"Big Brother, do you want to turn the tide in one game?"

"Of course I do!"

Wen Qingyan nodded without thinking.

"Then why not follow me to the sect exchange conference? The bets there are really big. I guarantee that Senior Brother can change the situation of bad luck with just one round!"

Chao Zhao's explanation made perfect sense.

How could this kind of drama, similar to a PK between geniuses, not involve private betting? She would manipulate it a little bit at that time, and she would definitely restore the confidence of the senior brother!

Wen Qingyan was stunned: "There is such a thing?"

"Of course!"

Chao Zhao used Lou Fuyue's old trick again, "Don't you think that Senior Brother doesn't believe in Chao Zhao?"

"......letter?"

Wen Qingyan scratched his head.

Chao Zhao said passionately: "That's right! Big Brother, wait for me to lead you to counterattack, and show those people what it means to be a great roc, soaring up to 90,000 miles!"

Her passionate speech would surely inspire her senior brother to fight, Chao Zhao thought confidently.

But the next moment——

"Oh."

Wen Qingyan responded innocently, "Junior Sister, I should go back to forging iron."

Chao Zhao's face suddenly fell.

Which sword master would be like this!!!

But Chao Zhao had no choice but to leave with her senior brother. However, before they could leave the gambling house, they were stopped by a group of people.

The man stood in front of Wen Qingyan with a ferocious look on his face, and said in a bad tone: "You old gambler, you still dare to come?! Have you paid back the spiritual stones you owe?"

Wen Qingyan was silent for a moment: "...next time for sure."

"I bother!"

The man spat and cursed, "I'm tired of hearing you say that. Since you can't afford the spirit stones, how about using your precious sword to pay off the debt?"

They had been coveting Wen Qingyan's knife for a long time, but unfortunately, no matter how poor this guy was, he was unwilling to use the knife to pay off his debts.

"Do not."

Wen Qing blurted out a word, feeling that words were as precious as gold.

After being rejected again, several people immediately surrounded them. The leader had a sinister look in his eyes: "Then don't even think about leaving today!"

The two groups of people confronted each other silently, but Wen Qingyan remained calm and did not show any sign of panic.

"and many more!"

Chao Zhao quickly said, "I can't give you the knife, but I can return some of your spirit stones first, how about that?"

The leader then noticed Chao Zhao behind Wen Qingyan and asked sarcastically, "Are you the Taoist partner of this old gambler?"

"...I am his junior sister."

Chao Zhao retorted with a dark face.

"My suggestion, what do you think? If you don't want to, we can only fight." She spread her hands, "There are so many people here, you know the rules of the casino."

The man hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "How much can you give?"

Chao Zhao rummaged through his Qiankun bag for a long time and took out all his belongings - 135 top-grade spirit stones.

When she handed the spirit stones to the man, her face was filled with pain.

She hasn’t even warmed up these spirit stones yet!!!

The man weighed the bag of spirit stones in his hand for a few times, and twitched his mouth with disdain: "I thought there were many more. It turns out that the poor fellow's apprentice sister is also a poor fellow."

hateful!

Reject mental attacks!

Chao Zhao was angry but dared not speak.

With a "swish" sound, a large piece of silver light flashed before his eyes. When Chao Zhao came to his senses, Wen Qingyan was holding a big knife against the man's neck.

The invisible pressure suddenly dissipated.

Just when Chao Zhao thought that her senior brother was going to say something like "Don't bully the poor young man when things get tough," Wen Qingyan said in a deep voice, "I will pay you back in five days. Return the spirit stone to my junior sister."

The man was also frightened and said "OK" tremblingly.

Zhao Zhao: “..........”

Is there anyone who pays off a debt by putting a knife to the creditor like you? !

I thought you were going to rise, but it was all in vain!