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Forty-six, the biggest winner (middle)

Zhao Song sneered: "My hatred with the Stick King is so big, I want his life very much! However, I don't have to come thousands of miles to the ground where the goods sellers can solve the problem."

Xu Deng nodded sadly and said, "It was me who was negligent. Brother Zhao, what did Nephew Qin Xian promise to give you? I will pay twice as much as possible for the goods sold by the aristocratic family."

Zhao Song waved his hand and said, "You can't give me what he can give me, don't work hard." He seemed to be in a good mood. Although he was a little impatient, he didn't look angry.

Kuai Qi suddenly said, "Is it a masterpiece of ingenious shooting skills?"

Zhao Song looked at him curiously: "Brother Kuai is so smart!"

Kuai Qi sighed, "I just realized now that I am so stupid."

Xu Deng was ashamed and thought to myself that if you don’t say it, I haven’t figured it out yet! I made a secret decision.

"I sell goods to the aristocratic family and I must double the compensation for Qin Yu! Only then can I have a clear conscience!"

He looked at Qin Sanzhuan: "Brother Sanzhuan, do you still have to fight now?"

Qin Sanzhuo shook his head: "We Wuling respect the strong, since King Zhao Gun is here, we will not take action here."

He had already figured it out. Sima Yin was going to help Qin Yu, how could Zhao Song watch him fight to the death? Fortunately, there was still an alternative, otherwise, he would be frustrated by Qin Yu today.

This kid is really troublesome!

Shi Huang snorted: "Since you don't have a fight, then you can go down the mountain quickly! Swaying around, I can't help but take action first."

Shengchang and Zeng Xiaodie were furious. This old boy actually got the advantage and was still acting good! He immediately wanted to pull out his weapons and start attacking.

Tang Nanzhu hurriedly grabbed Shengchang, while Zeng Yinyin grabbed Xiaodie.

"Let's go! See you at the singing and sale tomorrow!"

Qin San turned to everyone and bowed, the mace turned back, his head down, and gently slammed on the ground, and the black powder on the rod had fallen to the ground one after another. The mace returned to its cold and shiny true nature.

Xu Deng smiled and said, "Okay, okay! Brother Sanzhuan, see you tomorrow!"

The Wuling Barbarians retreated.

Qin Yu breathed a sigh of relief. My uncle and others were really good to him. They were not good at fighting or giving up. It was really difficult for him to stay here.

Xu Deng turned to look at Qin Yu, opened his mouth and was about to talk to him. Kuai Qi had already stepped forward and grabbed Qin Yu and said, "Young Master Qin, can you talk with me?"

"Ah, what's going on with Mr. Kuai?" Qin Yu was puzzled. What could he not say in person?

Kuai Qi pulled Qin Yu, turned around and walked north.

Xu Deng shrugged and could only wait for a while.

After walking more than ten feet away, Kuai Qi stopped.

Qin Yu looked at this distance, unless you were deliberately eavesdropping and special skills, you could not hear it below the dark realm.

"My friend, are you really the nephew of Qin Jingfu?"

Qin Yu nodded. Many people knew about this, and it was meaningless to hide it.

"That's great. Someone asked me to give you a word."

Qin Yu looked at Kuai Qi with bright eyes, waiting for his next sentence.

"When the water is deep, the wood falls back to its original state."

(Author’s note: "Xunzi Zhiren Pian" says: "Water returns when deep, and trees fall (then) the manure." The latter half of the sentence is too vulgar and does not match the identity of the person who sends the message, and is slightly modified.)

Qin Yu frowned, what does it mean? This is bullying me for being a little less studying!

"That person said this, even if I have brought this. In addition, Kuai will repay you for saving your life today." Seeing Qin Yu in embarrassment, Kuai Qi smiled without explaining, bowed her hand, turned around and went back.

Seeing the two of them turn one after another, Zhao Song immediately asked, "Qin Yu, our deal?"

Qin Yu smiled bitterly, this was a continuous cycle.

Xu Deng smiled even more bitterly, there were people who were in the lineup.

Qin Yu walked to Zhao Song, attached himself to his ear, and whispered a few words. After thinking about it, he said a few more words. This happened several times.

Zhao Song was nodding slightly at the beginning and muttered: "So that's it...so...good..." After hearing some time later, his body suddenly solidified and he didn't move at all, as if he was in deep thought.

After Qin Yu finished speaking the mantra, he didn't care whether he understood it or not, so he immediately stepped back and walked towards Xu Deng.

"Mr. Xu, I know you have something to say to me."

Xu Deng smiled foolishly: "Now I suddenly feel like there is nothing to say!" He handed Qin Yu an equally huge sheepskin bag.

"I have replaced the bets you won with gold cakes, one pound per catty. There are three hundred pieces here, a total of three hundred gold. You can keep them."

Qin Yu was not polite either. He took the bag, wow, it was too heavy!

Three hundred gold is three hundred kilograms of gold. One kilogram in the Han Dynasty is equivalent to half a kilogram in modern times, which is also 150 kilograms.

This leather bag of gold is only 150 kilograms of gold. Fortunately, it is all dark realms, otherwise it would be a good idea to see it.

"By the way, there is also this brand for you. I will send a special car to pick up my friend tomorrow."

Qin Yu took the small plain-colored sign, and his tentacles were slightly cool and lubricated. When he looked down, he saw that it was as slender as a thumb. It turned out to be a finely polished flat jade gui, which was long and had a round seal script engraved in the centers of both sides, but Qin Yu did not recognize it.

"This is the Mingyu Talisman of my family. The front is the goods and the back is Xu. The top VIP Talisman. My friend, please keep it. At that time, you can buy and auction it in the singing and sale, and you only need to pay a 50% real price." Xu Deng said directly.

Qin Yu was overjoyed when he heard this. He was worried about his lack of wealth, but he didn't expect that pies would occasionally fall from the sky.

50% of the actual price, that is half price!

There is a half-price VIP card in the singing and selling market! It’s something that I can’t imagine in my dreams!

Super awesome!

This is what he needs more.

Qin Yu happily hid his gratitude and bowed, "Thank you, thank you!"

Xu Deng laughed: "Just like it." Looking around, the transaction was almost over, so he clapped his hands, "Today we have gained a lot, we should be shining. What about you, Brother Kuai?"

Kuai Qi said, "Yes, I'll be with you!" He glanced at Huang Zhong. Huang Zhong nodded.

Xu and Kuai claimed to everyone. Xu Deng sat on the eighth-lifted slide rod, and asked his subordinates to prepare a small slide rod for Kuai Qi, and hurried down the mountain.

As the owner of today's singing and selling, Xu Deng should wait until all the guests have been exposed before packing up his own things, otherwise it would be very rude.

However, he had two personal reasons and had to go back quickly.

First, I personally informed the Reed incident to the family's representative of the transformation realm here. A master of the transformation realm doing evil here is not a trivial matter that Xu Deng can personally eat.

Secondly, he did not leave the bottle of Han Bing Xue Shen Pills that Zhao Song changed his gun technique to him. Because Qin Yu had already won one bottle and left, Xu Deng judged that Qin Yu did not need a second bottle for the time being; secondly, this bottle of things was placed in the aristocratic family, which was a disguised guarantee for the King of Guns to Shennong. If something happened, the King of Guns would definitely take action once if the King of Guns could help. Of course, he had to consider his family.

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Chapter completed!
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