Supreme Lord

“What bad luck with me?”

“You think, if the king is not dead, Queen Empress, Empress Empress, and Empress Bihaiwolan Empress, the Empress must be in her. By your side, Senior Sister, although your aptitude is very good, and you have a good fortune, but… if you want to grab the king with those Empress, I am afraid… you will die very miserably…”

” Damn girl, when did I say I’m going to grab the king from them!”

“Ah! Even if those Empress are not with the king, it’s not easy to handle, there are not many women in the world who are obsessed with the king, Senior Sister , How many love rivals do you have to kill to get the king’s heart!”

“Don’t you have any kind words in your mouth?”

“Yes!”

Qinglian said wittyly: “Think about it, when the king was still a teenager, he had been picking five-color petals under our five-color mountain. He was rescued by our Master and almost entered our five-color mountain. You said, If the emperor really became the discipline of our five-color mountain back then, it would be great. After four 500 years, Senior Sister will be born. Maybe you can be with the emperor…”

Qinglian Qingxi can’t help but fall into a kind of fantasy. If the king really worshipped the Wuseshan gate, maybe he really and the king…

I was dreaming about it, and the words of Little Junior Sister Qinglian came. “Senior Sister, don’t think about it. I just thought about it again. Even if the emperor really visited our five-color mountain back then, I’m afraid it won’t be your turn… and our Master. With her Senior temperament, she must I will act first, and when the king grows up, uh…you know.”

“I think, the king didn’t visit the Wise Mountain back then. Master must be very sorry, right?”

“It’s more than a pity!” Qinglian said: “The regretful intestines are all green. The Master always said that if her Senior insisted on accepting the emperor as a discipline, there would be no way for the Elders in Wuse Mountain. It is a pity! Our Master was still the same. Innocent girl, she didn’t dare to violate the meaning of Elder in Wuse Mountain. What a pity! What a pity! If the emperor really worshiped our Master as a teacher, then he would become our Senior Brother!!! It’s something! How enviable!”

Looking at the dreamy Little Junior Sister, Qingxi shook her head helplessly. She knew that if the emperor worshipped Wise Mountain back then, it would be impossible again. Later in Anc ient Era running amuck throughout the world The overlord Chixiao King.

Sighing, a voice came.

“Aiya, martial niece! I have found you!”

An Elderly, Qingxi and Qinglian who seem to be a little less particular in common clothes appeared in response. Looking up, it was actually Jin Zhong Martial Uncle.

“Martial Uncle, it’s so late, what do you want to do with me?”

“Martial niece!” Jin Old Zhong walked over, crying and said, “This time You have to help Martial Uncle take revenge!”

“Vengeance? What revenge?”

“Martial Uncle bet against others, and the loser has gone bankrupt!”

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“Martial Uncle! You really can make a joke.” Little Junior Sister Qinglian said with a smile: “When did your Senior lose in the chess game, let alone our Wuseishan, the whole Northwestern area is a good chess player , Who hasn’t been won by your Senior!”

Golden bell is one of the eighteen swords of the famous Wuseshan, and it is also the discipline of Grandmaster Cangsong, the nine lonely old Chinese chess art. The chess skill is natural. In the northwestern frontier, he is also famous, but he has a problem, he is a gamble. As Qinglian said, many people in the northwest have lost in the hands of golden bell, so few people now Someone dared to play chess for him.

“Xiao Qinglian, Martial Uncle is not kidding this time. Martial Uncle really lost this time and bankrupted.” Golden bell said, took out the storage bag and let them take a look.

At first glance, Qingxi and Qinglian are both startled. They all know that Master-uncle Zhong’s storage bag has always contained a lot of Spirit Treasure resources, but now there are only a few worthless pieces left s things.

“Martial Uncle, I remember you still have Profound Level High Grade Spirit Treasure in your hand, and a colorful spar, you showed me back last time…”

“Lost! Lost all, three Profound Level High Grade Spirit Treasures, a multicolored spar, and a bunch of precious resources!”

Qingxi and Qinglian couldn’t believe it To their own ears, they all thought that golden bell was joking just now. Now it seems that it is not a joke. It may be true. It is difficult to say that Martial Uncle really lost so many Spirit Treasure? Those are three Profound Level High Grade Spirit Treasures, each Spirit Treasure is worth as much as a Spiritual Veins, and there are multicolored spars…Heavens! This is crazy!

“Martial Uncle, if Uncle Imperial Tutor knows that you have lost so much, his Senior will definitely take your skin off!”

“That’s why I let Qingxi out of the caravan I won back! Otherwise, your Imperial Tutor uncle will have to be beaten to death by your Imperial Tutor uncle this time!”

This is true.

Either Qingxi or Qinglian knows the temper of Uncle Imperial Tutor Cangsong. If Uncle Imperial Tutor really knows, Master-uncle Zhong will be maimed even if he is not killed. Last time, because of Golden Bell’s betting on chess, Uncle Imperial Tutor flies into a rage, and he trapped Golden Bell in the Formation and punished him for 3 years.

“Martial Uncle, who did you play chess with?”

Qingxi knows the golden bell’s chess skills very well. She really can’t imagine. Who in the Northwest can play the golden Master- Uncle Zhong won so badly.

“Don’t mention it, it’s really shameful. Martial Uncle has played the eagle for a lifetime. I didn’t expect that this time I will fall into the hands of a little ass child.”

“Little Fart child?” Qingxi thoughts move, seemingly aware of something, and asked: “Martial Uncle, should you not bet against those samsara reincarnation people?”

“martial niece, ah, Although Martial Uncle is a little confused, it’s not so stupid to bet against those powerful samsara reincarnations!” Thinking of the youngster of the Golden Core cultivation base, the golden bell was so angry that he said: “Also I don’t know where the kid came from. I was playing chess with the white old man. He said he would also play two games. I was idle and I was idle, so I played two games with him. In the end…didn ‘t expect that kid’s chess skills are so high that I have lost several games in a row, and every one of them is unfathomable mystery.”

“Since the opponent is not a samsara reincarnation, he is also young, How could there be such a high level of chess skill?” Qinglian wondered: “Is it the same as Senior Sister, who has a high level of chess talent? If this is the case, then he should be very famous, Martial Uncle, don’t you? Do you know his identity?”

“I don’t know! I’ve never seen that kid before. He is very eye-catching. It shouldn’t be from Northwest China. Otherwise, I’m unlikely to know him. Listen to him. It seems to be here to participate in the five-color flower fair.”

Azure Lotus persuaded: “Senior Sister, you can help Martial Uncle win it back, otherwise Martial Uncle will be miserable…”

Qingxi thought for a moment and said: “Let’s go, Martial Uncle, I will let you go and see.”