In the guest rooms of the Big Geese Dynasty capital Yancheng, Zuixianlou.

The elder of Lingyun Sect, Chen Dehou, looked at the message jade tube in his hand and looked ugly. His pupils kept shrinking, his chest was filled with anger, and his chest was fluctuating quickly.

"What kind of decent form!"

Bang!

Chen Dehou could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and slapped the wooden table in front of him to pieces with a hard palm.

"What is written on the jade tube? Why is Elder Chen so angry?" asked the man in green who was playing with two walnut stones next to him.

Chen Dehou said angrily: "We cannot take Nie Xiaorou back to Lingyun Sect immediately. The sect leader said she could stay until the end of the Haitang Poetry Conference. Before that, the five of us must protect Nie Xiaorou's safety. The most annoying thing is that the sect leader said that he was afraid that Nie Xiaorou would be unhappy when he arrived at Lingyun Sect, so he could take a few maids to talk to Nie Xiaorou."

The man in green who was drinking tea was so shocked that he sprayed the tea in his mouth. Then he wiped his mouth and replied, "It's a bit unreasonable. The sect leader is too spoiled by Nie Xiaorou, right?"

Chen Dehou clasped his palm into a fist, and bursts of crisp sounds broke out on the bones and joints on his fingers.

"It's embarrassing! A prostitute came to Lingyun Sect and called on the world to hold a farewell ceremony, for fear that others would not know!"

The man in green said helplessly: "It's just that Nie Xiaorou's talent is too evil. If we don't recruit Nie Xiaorou, our arch-rival Huangquan Sect will definitely recruit him. Their evil sect will not care about Nie Xiaorou's identity. Besides, the situation in the southern part of Senluo Jianzhou has been turbulent recently. One of the five famous sects in the south of the south has been shaky, and there is no successor. Many forces want to replace this position. I think the sect leader may have this meaning..."

Chen Dehou said angrily: "If this is true, relying on a prostitute to take office, what will happen to Lingyun Sect in the future? Lingyun Sect or Zuixian Sect? From the perspective of Lao Chen, it would be better to just start a brothel if this happens."

The man in green was a little speechless. The actions of the leader of the Lingyun Sect did arouse dissatisfaction among many senior leaders of the Lingyun Sect. The disciples of the Lingyun Sect have not yet learned about this, but the paper cannot contain the fire. If the news leaks, the people in the sect will be panic, because except for the evil demon sect, no sect has ever recruited a brothel woman as his disciple. Lingyun Sect has set a precedent.

If Nie Xiaorou really led to the sect, in time, Lingyun Sect would definitely have more powerful combat power. I wonder if it would be possible for people to shut up at that time.

If they can't, then everyone in Lingyun Sect will have to take sides.

The man in green raised his voice and sighed slowly: "Lingyun Sect is about to change the sky."

...

On the verge of the day, in the Zuixian Tower, Su Qianqian was reading a letter in her boudoir, with only eight short words on it.

"Forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye, take care of myself."

Su Qianqian slowly closed her eyes and let out a deep breath, feeling like a piece of empty heart, extremely disappointed.

Li Bumian never came back after going to Dongfang Mansion. It was not until now that Su Qianqian received the letter from the postman, but there was no signer, but it was obviously written by Li Bumian.

Su Qianqian smiled mockingly. She left before she could use her ultimate killer move. If she had known, she would have used her ultimate move and defeated Li Bumian in one fell swoop.

"The words are well written." Su Qianqian smiled, folded the letter and put it in her arms, as if she was keeping valuables.

"Qianqian, are you in the house?"

The voice of He Caiyun, the owner of Zuixianlou, came from outside the door.

"Come in, come in." Su Qianqian replied.

After entering the house, He Caiyun swept around Su Qianqian's house and said in surprise: "Isn't Pavilion Master Li with you?"

Su Qianqian shook her head, and a helplessness rose on her pretty face, "He has left."

He Caiyun tskated and said, "No matter how much hello, he left without calling one. Xiaorou also said that she could make an exception to meet her benefactor."

Su Qianqian was a little surprised, but she didn't expect that a person as old-fashioned as Nie Xiaorou would make an exception.

"That's what he's not lucky." Su Qianqian said.

He Caiyun shook his head in a sigh, "By the way, Qianqian, I have one more thing to ask you."

Su Qianqian put her head listlessly on her hands and said, "Caiyun Niang, please tell me."

He Caiyun asked hesitantly: "Xiao Rou went to Lingyun Sect to bring two maids. Although she was a maid, she might have the chance to embark on the path of immortality. What do you think?"

"Okay." Su Qianqian said casually.

He Caiyun was a little surprised. He thought Su Qianqian either refused or was ecstatic, but he didn't expect that he just came up with these two words lightly.

"That's good. Du Lin'er also wants to follow Xiaorou to enter Lingyun Sect. You three will take care of each other when you arrive." He Caiyun looked sad and looked like his daughter was getting married.

"The three of us left. What should we do about the business of Zuixianlou?" Su Qianqian said worriedly.

He Caiyun smiled with relief and said indifferently: "The money saved by Zuixianlou has been piled up in mountains over the years. After you leave, it is best if the business of Zuixianlou can still be prosperous. If not, I will squander the money with the girls."

"Well, you must invite more experts like Uncle Qin, otherwise there will definitely be thieves coveting them." Su Qianqian said.

He Caiyun nodded, "Of course, it's the Begonia Poetry Festival tomorrow night. I've already agreed on the Tieyantai venue. It depends on your performance at that time."

Su Qianqian nodded. After this Begonia Poetry Conference, her identity as a brothel woman would become a thing of the past.

...

In the Tingfeng Palace on the Eastern Palace, a sound of mahjong came from the center of the elegant pond.

On the Emerald Eight Immortals Table, three people from the Akatsuki organization are fighting with a man in a white coat.

"Two points."

Shangguan Yun played a card with a calm look on his face.

"bump."

Yan Qingling picked up Shangguan Yun's two sticks and met her two sticks together.

"Seven tubes."

Yan Qingling played a card with a plain face.

The Legend of Oriental rubbed his hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

"The ancestor helps me!"

The Legend of the Oriental shouted loudly and used his outdated hand to touch the cards. The next second his face turned pale. He touched a bad card. This was not the kind of thing he wanted to be a fool, so he played it out.

"Ninety thousand."

The legend of the East shouted.

Li Bumian silently covered all the cards, obviously he was already fooled.

"Congratulations to Elder Wu for the Hu card again." Shangguan Yungong bowed.

"Congratulations, congratulations." Yan Qingling also echoed.

But as the Eastern Legend, who fired the gun, was not so easy. He had already lost 8,000 ingots of gold. This price was enough to go to the auction for the Begonia Poetry to see Nie Xiaorou tomorrow night, so he was naturally a little painful.

"What card is Elder Wu Hu?" Dongfang Legend asked weakly.

"Look at it and you'll know." Li Bumian said lightly.

Li Bumian's face was like an old monk entering the ancient well of Ding. Wubo spread the cards with his delicate hands.

One tube, nine tubes, one, nine tubes, ten thousand, ninety thousand, east, south, west, north, middle, hair, white.

Li Bumian silently picked up the 90,000 that the Oriental Legend had just won.

"Thirteen? I have never seen it once before when I grew up so old!" Shangguan Yun said in surprise.

Yan Qingling's eyes were also flowing, and Li Bumian's image was sublimated in her heart. She was such a handsome young man, with a strong strength, extraordinary identity, cold eyes, and even playing cards, she was a first-class handsome man, which simply cost Yan Qingling's life.

The legendary Oriental point cannon Thirteen, extremely sad.

The Legend of Oriental patted his head. He wanted to curse Li Bumian as a fraud, but due to Li Bumian's identity, he really didn't dare to say it.

"I owe you first, let's continue." Dongfang Legend continued.

Li Bumian couldn't tell his thoughts with a poker face, but he felt bored. Because of his talent to integrate, Li Bumian remembered the positions of all cards at the beginning. There was no mechanical numbness in this Senluo Jianzhou, so he could only rub it with his hands. Li Bumian observed the movement trajectory of the three hands through his naked eyes, and finally knew what the cards in everyone's hands and what the cards in the pile were. If Li Bumian himself had a little bit of hands and feet while playing mahjong, he would never lose.

In this way, the four of them continued to fight fiercely.

After a stick of incense.

Shangguan Yun: "All of them are? Elder Wu has a very good luck today."

The geese are green and the beautiful eyes are waiting for you.

The legend of the East is like a big fight.

After another stick of incense.

The Legend of the East: "Nine Lotus Treasure Lamp is really rare!"

The beautiful eyes of the geese and the green spirit are turning slightly in autumn.

Shangguan Yun: "..."

After another stick of incense.

Shangguan Yun: "Seven pairs in a row, Elder Wu is really a masterpiece!"

The Legend of the East secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Qingling looked calm and didn't care about the money she lost.

After the last incense stick of forced life-extending time.

All three of them felt that something was wrong. According to common sense, Li Bumian's luck was too terrifying. As a monk, Li Bumian must have some methods they didn't know. Oriental Legend and Shangguan Yun were not interested in continuing to play. Yan Qingling felt it didn't matter. He was already very happy to be able to play with Li Bumian.

The four of them were playing mahjong, and the Eastern Legend and Shangguan Yun were both planning to leave after the game.

Li Bumian did not cheat this game. He no longer observed the movement trajectory of the three-man hands. He won so much, even if he lost a few more games, it would be so-called.

As soon as the four people opened the card, even the terrifying Li Bumian showed a sudden look.

"According to my opinion, today's matter will end here." Li Bumian looked at the cards in his hand and said lightly.

The reason why the four of them played mahjong today was because Shangguan Yunyan Qingling and Oriental Legend had prepared their travel work. They just happened to get together for a meeting. As a result, they discussed and did not discuss anything. It was Oriental Legend who proposed the idea of ​​playing mahjong.

After Li Bumian said that, he brushed his sleeves, stood up and returned to the room with his hands in his arms. The three of the Oriental Legend did not stop him, because no one had the courage.

When Li Bumian walked away, Yan Qingling was curious and turned on Li Bumian's card. Suddenly, his pretty face turned into petrified, as if he had suffered a huge blow.

Shangguan Yun looked at the card, took a breath of cold air, and said in shock: "Elder Wu is really a god!"

The Legend of the East closed his eyes and sighed slowly: "It's okay if Elder Wu's cultivation is extremely powerful, but he didn't expect that his luck would be so terrifying..."

Li Bumian did not cheat this game, but he only relied on luck.

Because, Tian Hu can't afford a thousand, right?
Chapter completed!