"Think about it, if the king had not died, the Queen, the Empress, and Bihai Wolan, the World Honored Empress would all be by her side. Senior sister, although you are very qualified and blessed, but
...If you want to fight for the king with those empresses, I'm afraid...you will die miserably..."
"Damn girl, when did I say that I would steal the king from them!"
"Ah! Even if those empresses are not with the king, it will be difficult. There are countless women in the world who are obsessed with the king. Senior sister, how many love rivals do you have to kill to win the king's heart?"
"Don't you have any good words in your mouth, you damn girl?"
"Yes, I have!"
Qinglian said playfully: "Think about it. When the king was still a boy, he had been picking up five-color flower petals at the foot of our Five Color Mountain. He was also rescued by our master and almost ended up in our Five Color Mountain. Do you think, if the king really did that?
How wonderful it would be to become our disciple of Five Color Mountain. After four or five hundred years, senior sister, you will be born, and maybe you can be with the king..."
Qinglian's words made Qingxi fall into a fantasy. If the king really worshiped the Five Color Mountains back then, maybe she and the king would really...
Just as I was imagining, the words of junior sister Qinglian came: "Sister, please stop thinking blindly. I thought about it carefully just now. Even if the king really worshiped our Five Color Mountain back then, I'm afraid it won't be your turn... and
As for our master, with her old temperament, she will definitely strike first and take advantage of her. When the king grows up, well... you know."
"I think the master must have been very sorry that the king did not pay homage to the Five Colors Mountain back then, right?"
"It's more than a regret!" Qinglian said: "I feel so regretful that my intestines are green. The master always said that if she insisted on accepting the king as a disciple, the elders of Wuse Mountain would not be able to do anything about it. What a pity! Our master was still an innocent man back then.
few
Girl, I don’t dare to go against the wishes of the elders of Wuseshan. What a pity! What a pity! If the king really worshiped our master as his disciple, then he would have become our senior brother!!! What a good thing
Ah! How enviable!"
Looking at the dreamy little junior sister, Qingxi shook her head helplessly. She knew that if the king had worshiped in the Five Color Mountain, then there would be no more King Chixiao, the overlord who later dominated the world in ancient times.
Just as he was sighing, a voice came.
"Oh, my niece! I finally found you!"
The person who appeared in response was an old man who looked a little unscrupulous in civilian clothes. Qingxi and Qinglian looked up and saw that it was Senior Uncle Jin Zhong.
"Uncle Master, it's so late, what do you want from me?"
"Master's niece!" Old Monster Jin Zhong walked over and said with a mournful face: "This time you have to help my uncle take revenge!"
"Revenge? Revenge for what?"
"Uncle Master played chess with others and lost everything!"
"Uncle! You really know how to joke." Junior sister Qinglian smiled and said, "When has your old man ever lost a game of chess? Not to mention our Five Color Mountains, there is no one in the entire northwest who likes to play chess who has not been defeated by you.
ah!"
Jin Zhong is one of the famous Eighteen Swordsmen of Wuse Mountain, and he is also a disciple of Cangsong, the master of chess among the Nine Jue Gu Lao. His chess skills are naturally very good, and he is also a famous master in the northwest border area, but he has
One problem is that he likes to gamble. As Qinglian said, many people in the northwest have lost at the hands of Jin Zhong, so that now few people dare to play gambling with him.
"Xiao Qinglian, my uncle is not joking this time, he really lost everything this time." Jin Zhong said, taking out the storage bag and letting the two of them take a look.
Qingxi and Qinglian were both shocked when they saw it. They both knew that Master Jinzhong's storage bag had always contained a lot of spiritual treasure resources, but now there were only a few worthless things left.
"Uncle Master, I remember that you still have a mysterious high-grade spiritual treasure in your hand, as well as a five-color crystal stone. You showed it to me last time..."
"Lost! All lost, three mysterious-level high-grade spiritual treasures, a colorful crystal stone, and a bunch of precious resources!"
Both Qingxi and Qinglian couldn't believe their ears. They thought Jin Zhong was joking just now. But now it seems that it's not a joke, it might be true. It's hard to believe that Uncle Master really lost so many souls.
Treasures? Those are three mysterious-level high-grade spiritual treasures. Each spiritual treasure is worth as much as a spiritual vein. There are also colorful crystal stones... Oh my god! This is really crazy!
"Uncle Master, if Uncle Grand Master knew that you lost so much, he would definitely skin you!"
"That's why I asked Qingxi to help me win it back! Otherwise, your grand master uncle will have to be beaten to death by your grand master uncle this time!"
This is true.
Both Qingxi and Qinglian know the temper of Grand Master Cangsong. If Grand Master Uncle is really known, Master Jin Zhong will be maimed even if he is not beaten to death. Last time, it was because of Jin Zhong's chess gambling.
Uncle Taishi became furious and trapped Jinzhong in the formation for three years as a punishment.
"Uncle Master, who did you bet with?"
Qingxi knew Jin Zhong's chess skills very well. She really couldn't imagine anyone in the northwest who could defeat Master Jin Zhong so miserably.
"Don't mention it, it's too embarrassing. My uncle has been playing hawk all his life, but he didn't expect that he would fall into the hands of a little brat this time."
"Little brat?" Qingxi thought, as if realizing something, and asked: "Uncle Master, are you gambling with those reincarnated people?"
"My niece, although my uncle is a bit confused, he is not stupid enough to gamble with those reincarnated powerful men!" Thinking of the young man who cultivated the golden elixir, Jin Zhong became very angry.
Said: “I don’t know where that kid came from.
Come on, Old Man Bai and I were playing chess. He said he also wanted to play two games. I was free, so I played two games with him. As a result... I didn't expect that boy's chess skills to be so high.
I lost several games in a row, and every time I lost, it was inexplicable."
"Since the opponent is not a reincarnated person and is young, how can he have such a high chess skill?" Qinglian asked doubtfully: "Could it be that he has a high chess talent like his senior sister? If that is the case, then
He should be very famous, uncle, don’t you know his identity?”
"I don't know! I've never seen that kid before. He looks very strange. He shouldn't be from the Northwest. Otherwise, I wouldn't know him. From what I heard, he seems to be here to attend the Five-Colored Flower Party."
Qinglian persuaded: "Senior sister, please help my uncle win it back, otherwise he will be very miserable..."
Qingxi thought for a moment and said, "Let's go, uncle, I'll go and have a look with you."