Mo Liancheng knew that these things were not something he could take care of or worry about, and the traitor was most likely Jia Fugui's fourth senior brother. This was just a guess. But the civil strife in Dahe Sect should have the shadow of Tianfa City. But now, Mo Liancheng can't say anything, and can only see the situation in Dahe Sect becoming worse and worse.

This guy Jia Fugui is probably dead if he really wants to return to the sect.

But, it is also dangerous to follow them.

Forget it, let's wait until he recovers from his injuries.

"Cheng'er, do you want to ignore it?" Dan Xianzi sent a voice.

"Master, how do you think we should do it? At most, it's just to expose our identity and explain it to Jia Fugui. But, so what if you say it? With a guy who almost died in Wanyao City before he went back, even if he told him, what can he do when he went back? Instead, he would startle the snake."

"..." Dan Xianzi sighed when she heard it.

If Mo Liancheng doesn't say it, Qu Tan'er won't ask again.

Jia Fugui was seriously injured. After a day of rest, he recovered quickly. He could get out of bed and go out to settle the score with Qinling. There was a debate in the kitchen outside, "You said you would definitely win."

"Your mother, if you lose, you lose. If you have the will, you will go to settle the score with my boss."

"My money, you, that's it..."

"My uncle has lost all too! What should I do in the future? I have lost even the money to buy rice today. By the way, I filled in three games. If you buy, I will win, and lend me some Xuanshi. It is not unfair to lose to the man named Huang in the first game. After all, my boss also lost. In the next game, hehe, I am 90% sure to win." Qinling changed after a while, and then smiled and discussed with Jia Fugui.

"Don't think that if I get involved with you, there will be no good things."

"Then... do you still want your ten thousand-year-old sculpting Yuancao?"

"What? You have it? Come on, that second master, let's put it together..."

“…”

I heard that there were more shameless chatting methods outside.

Qu Tan'er is completely numb.

Today, Qinling found three people to challenge, and found the three with the highest lottery. There was no need to pay for the challenge, only the lottery was filled in. At present, his record of losing was probably jealous of others when he saw him, and he wanted to compete with him immediately. As expected by Qinling. The next morning, he had news, three challenges, and all three were selected. Mo Liancheng also sent him here, and the number of people who challenged him was two-thirds less than when he first played the show.

Mo Liancheng seemed to have chosen three opponents seriously.

In terms of time, it was another three days later, and there were competitions in the Qinling Mountains in the past three days.

The evening goes and the morning comes day after day.

Jia Fugui's injury has basically recovered, and he jumped around again, and he has been temporarily stuck in the courtyard. After winning three games in Qinling, he finally won the money that Jia Fugui lost, and he was happy for a while. In addition, Mo Liancheng won three games in a row this time, and it was strange that he won one point as usual. The judges were speechless and once asked quietly: "Brother Rong, why did you only win one point?"

"The master once said that this is a kind of practice." Mo Liancheng replied seriously. He said it very seriously, but there was no way to start with this. A certain Lord Dan God had never said such a thing at all.

But the judge believed it.

After a few days, the group got rich.

From being so poor that he had no money to buy rice, to every little rich man with tens of thousands of mysterious stones.

These ups and downs and lack of psychological tolerance will really lead to heart attacks.
Chapter completed!