Everyone in the venue was watching the excitement, and they were all curious about who the master who claimed to be the king was. They also wanted to know whether Peng Jia, a noble from the Immortal Dynasty, could get back what Yue Jinghong had lost from this liar.
Resources worth hundreds of millions.
But no one thought that while the two sides were confronting each other, Gu Qingfeng would unscrupulously tease Miss Lin Xianger.
Almost everyone who is familiar with Lin Xiang'er knows that under ordinary circumstances, Miss Xiang'er will never get angry when faced with teasing, but she will not respond. At best, she will just laugh it off. What surprised everyone is that in front of her
Miss Xiang'er not only responded to the liar's teasing, but also called the liar a king. How could she be honored?
Miss Xianger won’t believe this liar, right?
No.
impossible.
Miss Xiang'er is not a fool, so she must be teasing this liar, right?
but.
Even if I am ridiculed by Miss Xianger, it is still a rare honor in the eyes of many people.
On the high platform.
Lin Xiang'er leaned sideways, sitting lazily on a soft chair, tilting her head slightly, holding a glass of wine, with a half-smile on her charming face, looking at the ancient breeze in the attic.
, said softly: "The king asked Xiang'er to play, and Xiang'er didn't dare to disobey, but... Xiang'er is a little tired today. If the king is willing, after Xiang'er takes a bath and changes clothes in the evening, he can play for the king alone.
How about a song?"
As soon as the words fell, the originally lively venue suddenly became quiet.
Many people are wondering whether they heard it wrong.
What did Miss Xianger say?
Let this liar send her back?
Do you want to play for him alone after bathing and changing clothes?
Oh my god!
Isn't this true?
Miss Xiang'er, what's going on?
Is it too much to just make fun of this guy calling himself a king?
I don't know.
No one knew what Miss Xiang'er wanted to do, including Mr. Wei and even Tang Manqing, the princess in the attic, looked at her in surprise.
"Is there such a good thing?"
In the attic, Gu Qingfeng laughed loudly and said: "That's really great." He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass. He stood up, stretched hard again, yawned and said
: "After you said that, I'm a little tired."
"Master, do you want to go back and rest?"
Feikui asked respectfully.
"Go back?" After Gu Qingfeng finished eating the fruits on the plate, he looked at the sky. It was only noon and said, "What are you going to do now? Sleep? I have been sleeping for several years and I really don't want to sleep anymore.
Now, what can I do if I don’t sleep? I said to Feikui, you have been here for several years and you seem to be a frequent visitor here. Is there any other fun in this villa?"
Gu Qingfeng's words made everyone present feel unbelievable.
Everyone knew that Peng Jia was here for him this time, but he didn't seem to take it to heart at all. Not only was he teasing Miss Xiang'er just now, but now he was looking for other fun? This guy was stumped and didn't let Peng Jia go at all.
In your eyes?
Everyone wants to know this question, especially Tang Manqing and Mr. Wei.
"There is also a gambling house in the villa. If you want to have some fun, you might as well go to the gambling house and play a few games."
"Are you still betting?"
Gu Qingfeng rubbed his chin, as if hesitating, then shook his head and said: "I won't bet anymore, there is no opponent, and there is no point in it."
This statement seemed a bit ridiculous to everyone in the room.
What does it mean to have no opponent?
Not interesting either?
Is it possible that this person is known as the God of Gamblers?
What a joke.
Gambling, what is gambling?
Tai Chi change, also known as Xuanmiao change.
But everyone knows that this thing depends on luck, three parts on understanding, and three parts on deduction. It has nothing to do with the level of cultivation or luck. No one dares to say that he can win 100%, not even the true immortals.
ability.
"Haha, what a loud tone!"
Peng Jia sneered: "Since you claim to have no opponent, you must be unparalleled in your gambling skills?"
"Of course." Gu Qingfeng came down from the attic and said: "I have been gambling all my life and I have never lost. Regardless of whether it is the immortal master of Jiutian or the old devil of Jiuyou, I have always killed everyone!
"
Perhaps he felt that the cowhide blown by Gu Qingfeng was too spicy, and the muscles at the corners of Mr. Wei's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Even Tang Manqing in the attic private room couldn't bear to look at it. Shui'er even said with disdain: "This guy's bragging is really earth-shattering! The Immortal Master of Jiutian and the Demonic Demon of Jiuyou are so thick-skinned.
!”
At this moment, Gu Qingfeng had already walked to the hall and sat down in front. Fei Kui quickly poured a glass of wine from a clay pot.
Peng Jiadao: "In that case, I would like to learn about your unparalleled gambling skills!"
"Forget it." Gu Qingfeng crossed his legs and said casually: "I'm not short of money now. I won a lot yesterday, enough to spend ten days and a half. What's more, it's really hard to gamble with you little guys.
It’s not interesting. The most important thing is that you can’t afford to play and you can’t afford to lose. After winning your money, why the hell do you want to take it back?”
"Haha!" Peng Jia stared at Gu Qingfeng and said coldly: "Your Excellency must have misunderstood. I am not here to get back yesterday's gambling money. I just heard from Jing Hong that your gambling skills are particularly good.
, I just want to learn a lesson, that’s all.”
"Come on, what are you talking about? You can't figure out my identity, so you don't dare to do it blindly. If you figure out my identity, I'm afraid you won't talk nonsense here, right?"
"oh?"
Perhaps he didn't expect that Gu Qingfeng would see through his heart, leaving Peng Jia stunned for a moment.
indeed.
The reason why he hadn't taken action was because he didn't know Gu Qingfeng's identity, fearing that Gu Qingfeng had an identity and background that he couldn't afford to offend.
It would be fine if he could confirm this, but he couldn't confirm it. It was neither letting him go nor not leaving, nor taking action, nor not taking action. It was a dilemma.
"I have told you my identity. My surname is Gu, my first name is Tianlang, my Taoist name is Chixiao. If you believe it, then believe it. If you don't believe it..."
"So what if you don't believe it?"
"If you don't believe it, I'll prove it to you."
"Oh? You mean to prove that you are King Chixiao?"
"Of course, now that there are so many Ancient Sirius wolves in the world, it's really time for me to stand up. Anyway, I have nothing to do today, so let's just have some fun."
"How do you prove that you are the real King of Chixiao?"
"What proof can you use? This is really a headache." Gu Qingfeng drank a small drink and said in a moderate tone: "I used to do everything I should do, even what I shouldn't do.
, but no one still believes it, so... now
I figured it out, since no one believes it, then I won’t prove it at all. However, even if there is no way to prove that I am real, I must let others know that I am a fake Ancient Sirius. At least, let the person from Yanluo Kingdom know that I am real.