"By the way, how much did you lose just now?" The ten scarlet fingerprints on qiumingyi's face gradually fade away, and finally recover a little spirit. She asks bitterly.

"Half a million. All my family has been lost." Speaking of this, Chu Yuan Ge became more pessimistic and desperate.

After all, he was promoted to become a saint earlier than Lin Yuantang. If he had learned from the bitter experience and put aside all the chores, he might be able to improve his accomplishments before the next millennium war. At that time, he might have a chance to go up to Lin Yuantang - at least, he won't be abused too badly.

But just now a gamble, almost all the coffins were lost, what did he take to buy cultivation resources, and what did he take to improve cultivation?

This is true of Chu yuange, and other people are no exception. Seeing Lin Yuantang and others, who are buying a lot of Daoling grass in the distance and are full of the light of local tyrants, their hearts are bleeding again.

"Strange to say, how can they be promoted to Huasheng at the same time with the strength of the Qing Yuan Taoist mansion?" Qiumingyi finally recovered a little spirit, quickly disappeared, listless said.

"Yes, a few days ago, I specially sent someone to inquire about the news of Qingyuan Daofu. It's said that Zhuang Mengdie still flies around Qingyuan Daofu every night. Chen Siyuan also goes to bed from early to late, and from late to early. When he doesn't wake up for a few moments, Su Guang is in debt and hiding. How can he be promoted to become a saint all at once?" Chu Yuan Ge and other people were also puzzled.

As soon as I said this, I saw a few people complaining about each other. One of them was black and blue, and his eyes were full of resentment.

"Well, what a wonderful thing for you?" While walking, the middle-aged man with bruises and bruises rubbed the black circles under his eyes and complained.

Chu yuange and others looked at him in surprise. At the beginning, they didn't see who it was. They came close to him and recognized that this was Xiao Zilie, the leader of liefeng Daofu. The king of the hall was beaten like this!

"Can this blame us? It is clear that we have won the money, but you take it to please Gu Fenghua. At least it's also the king of the government. Don't you feel ashamed? " The old man with hair around him slapped him on the head. Take a closer look, this person is actually hengtiandao mansion junluo Zongtian.

"Hey, you know I'm also Fu Jun, how dare you do it?" Xiao Zilie stares.

"Shifu Jun, I forgot that when you were a child, you were crying for candy in front of me. You put on the airs of Fu Jun in front of me!" Luo Zongtian is even more out of breath, another slap on his head.

"Well, don't complain. Let's get down to business. This time, Lin Yuantang and others were promoted to become saints, thanks to Gu Fenghua's help.

It's a great chance for our Daofu. Even if we can't invite her to our Daofu to be guest minister, we can't make friends with her. And don't lose your official demeanor in front of her, so that she won't look down upon you. " Han Daocheng said in a circle.

"What Han Fu Jun said is that our actions today are really out of order. I'm afraid we're going to make Gu Fenghua laugh." Luo Zongtian said with regret.

"Don't worry too much. I look after the governor. She's easygoing. She may not care about such a little thing. What's more, we value her too much, so we're anxious. She should understand. " Han Daocheng comforted.

"What are we going to do next?" Xiao Zilie asked.