Mo Liancheng knew that these matters were not something he could manage or worry about. The traitor was most likely Jia Fugui's fourth senior brother. This was just a guess. But the civil strife in Dahe Sect should have traces of Tianpu City. But now,
Mo Liancheng couldn't say anything, he could only watch the situation in Dahe Sect getting worse and worse.
Jia Fugui would probably die if he really returned to the sect.
However, it is also dangerous to follow them.
Forget it, wait until he recovers from his injuries.
"Cheng'er, do you want to leave it alone?" Dan Xianzi said.
"Master, what do you think we should do? The most we can do is reveal our identity and explain it to Jia Fugui. But what if we tell him? For a guy who almost died in Wanyao City before going back, even if we tell him, what can we do if we go back?
What are you doing? Instead, you alert the enemy."
"..." Dan Xianzi just sighed when he heard this.
If Mo Liancheng doesn't say anything, Qu Tan'er won't ask again.
Jia Fugui was seriously injured. After a day of rest, he recovered quickly. He was able to get out of bed and go out to settle the score with Qin Ling. Outside the kitchen, an argument came from the kitchen, "You said you would definitely win."
"Damn it, if you lose, you lose. You have the guts to go and settle the score with my boss."
"My money, you, you are like this..."
"I've lost everything too! What should I do in the future? I don't even have the money to buy rice today. By the way, I filled out three games. If you buy, I'll win and lend me some black stones. I lost the first game."
It's not unfair to give it to the man named Huang. After all, my boss also lost. In the next game, hey, I'm 90% sure to win." Qinling changed his mind after a while, and discussed with Jia Fugui with a smile.
"Don't even think about it, anything bad happens to me if I get involved with you."
"Then... do you still want your Ten Thousand Years Plastic Grass?"
"What? Do you have it on your body? Come on, that second master, let's add it up..."
"..."
Hear a shameless way of chatting out there.
Qu Tan'er was completely numb.
Today, Qin Ling found three people to challenge him, looking for the three with the highest lottery numbers. There is no need to pay for the challenge, you only need to fill in the lottery numbers. With his current losing record, I am afraid that others will be jealous when they see him, and they can't wait to compete with him right away. Sure enough,
As Qin Ling expected, he got news early the next morning. Three of the three challenges were selected. Mo Liancheng also sent them, and the number of people who challenged him was two-thirds less than the first time.
.
Mo Liancheng seemed to seriously pick three opponents.
In terms of time arrangement, it is three days later, and there are competitions in Qinling during these three days.
Dusk goes and morning comes, day after day.
Jia Fugui's injury has basically recovered, and he is bouncing around again. He actually stayed in the small courtyard for a while. He won three times in the three games in Qinling, and Jia Fugui finally won back the money he lost. He was very happy for a while. Plus, Mo
This time, Liancheng won three games in a row. Strangely, he still won by one point as usual. The judges were speechless and once quietly asked: "Brother Rong, why did you only win by one point?"
"Master once said that this is a kind of practice." Mo Liancheng replied seriously. He said it very seriously, but there was no way to say this, and a certain Alchemy God never said such a thing at all.
Fortunately, the judges believed it.
After a few days, everyone in the group became rich.
From being too poor to buy rice, to being a little rich man with tens of thousands of black stones in his pocket.
These ups and downs, if you don't have the mental capacity to endure it, it will really lead to a heart attack.