But should they resist and struggle?

I thought about the three very carefully.

Can,

But there is no need!

Because the three have already thought of a way to leave here.

That is, squeeze him dry!

They don’t believe in that evil. Even if you are the saint son of Hehuan Sect, can you still withstand the joint targeting of our three sisters?

And as long as they squeeze him dry, they will have hope of escaping.

The only thing that people never thought of is,

This holy son of Hehuan Sect... is so handsome and handsome.

Why did he have to play kidnapping?

You made it clear, will we not follow you?

Does he like this tone?

However,

Xu Xian didn't know how to read the mind, nor did he know what the three of them were thinking. He just waved his hand and cleaned up the table.

And when the three think he is going to make trouble right away...

Xu Xian also cooperated and showed a strange smile and rubbed his hands: "Since the three saints are destined to be with me, then we are not as good as now..."

"Just have a tense and exciting mahjong game!"

Swish-

A pair of mahjong was placed on the table!

Xu Shusheng once said that he would never bet again!

But that's not a gamble with Zhen Youqian.

But these three saints who look like little white rabbits...

His gambling skills are basically zero, which is when he shows off his skills.

Then it is a good idea to find a sense of existence as the "God of Gambling" from the three.

After all, I am idle and I have to do something.

But I don’t know why, when he placed mahjong on the table.

The three saints seemed to have completely lost their highlights and were also a little disappointed.

But no matter what,

The crackling sound of mahjong began to sound.

Just sauce,

An afternoon passed.

At this moment, Xu Xian lowered his head and looked at the few chips left. He couldn't help but touch his chin and looked at the three saints who had entered the state thoughtfully.

current,

Ye Qingcheng showed half of his shoulder, and his shoulder had a gambling word tattooed, so he almost held a cigarette in his mouth.

Liu Ruanruan rolled up her sleeves, and there was also a tattoo of "wealth" on her slender and white arms!

Chu Qingchen was even more outrageous. As she was playing, she took out her breast-covered cloth and tied up her long hair.

As for the hair-wrapped breast cloth, there are two bright big words written on it.

Gambler.

That's right.

All afternoon.

He never won a game...

The other three families all take him.

Is this beaver?

This is not a beaver.

You are the goddesses in the hearts of thousands of male cultivators...

Or is it a female war god in the casino?

Do you want to be so professional?

Is it where you play mahjong in your free time during the Saints Conference?

……………………

Since the three saints were kidnapped.

As time goes by, even the weather starts to get colder.

That's right,

It has been early autumn since summer.

Near Hulu Mountain near southern Xinjiang, with the continuous influx of many practitioners, the prototype of a small town has already taken place here.

There are even many low-level monks who have started small business here, just to allow those high-level monks to break into the mountain protection formation and get a bite of hot when they come back.

"I'm back, I'm back, they're all back."

"How is it? Those old saints broke through?"

"No……"

"Oh, this is the result. Five old saints from the Heavenly Realm joined forces, but they still never broke through the formation."

"It is rumored that the sword saint Chu Tian could not bear this grievance. He asked the Lord of Baidi to take action, but he still did not break through."

"Shh! That's all rumor, why are you talking nonsense?"

"Why is it a rumor? The movement of the man breaking through the mountain gate a month ago alarmed a hundred miles apart. I guess it was the Lord of Baidi City."

"Good guy, the mountain protection formation that can even be blocked by the Martial God Realm. If we can't find the Golden Immortal to take action, then wouldn't we stay here until next year?"

Several monks in the teahouse were chatting.

Four strange-shaped guys also walked not far away, including two bald Taoist priests and two with hair.

All four of them looked like they were sleeping in the open.

They looked at the teahouse.

A handsome young man stepped forward and searched in his arms for a long time before finally taking out a piece of silver, slapped it on the table, and said, "Boss, come two pots of hot tea."

"Oh, you have given too much, I'll find you money now."

"Oh...no need, the smallest silver on me is only one tael of ounces." Zhang Huaiyu shrugged, then quickly wiped the chair with his sleeves, and helped Jin Chanzi to sit down.

"A few people come from afar, are you going to go to Hulu Mountain?" Although the old monk who runs a teahouse has a low rank, he can also see that these four people are of extraordinary temperament, but they only look like they have experienced many vicissitudes. They seem to have encountered many things on the road.

Jin Chanzi sighed and held the steamed bun in his hand. He ate a bite of the steamed bun and took another sip of hot tea.

Bian Zhuang, on the table, lazily lay on the table, not wanting to move.

As for the other bald man, he is naturally the Buddhist Vajra, Master Haikong who escaped from West Lake.

While clasping his hands together skillfully, he proficiently recited the Tao Te Ching...

It looks very strange.

"Hulu Mountain?" Zhang Huaiyu narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "But the Hulu Mountain, the Holy Son of Hehuan Sect, Xu Xuan?"

"Yes, he has been hiding in Hulu Mountain for three months since he kidnapped the three saints. Now some people suspect that the Hulu Mountain protection array should be a magic array arranged by an ancient golden immortal.

Now it was just him occupying the magpie's nest. It was impossible that it was the formation he had personally set up." When the old monk said this, he couldn't help but sigh:

"It's been three months, plus the dual cultivation skills of the Holy Son of Hehuan Sect."

"If it were..., those three saints should be pregnant. Maybe they will be able to give birth to seven gourd babies in a while."

As soon as this statement comes out.

Zhang Huaiyu's face turned dark in an instant.

He clenched his fists tightly, and wanted to say that if Ye Qingcheng was rescued and no one wanted it...

Then he can raise it!

However, Jin Chanzi raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Is this Hulu Town?"

"Yes, don't you know?"
To be continued...