"Miss Shan'er is missing the spirit stone. I still have some of it, which should be enough for one million. Why don't I just forget it for the lady."

He thought this girl was crazy about her spirit stones, so she wanted to go to the casino to win money.

"No, I just need to win, don't give it to others. But you can pay for the gambling money first. If you win, you will count me, and if you lose, you will count yours."

The black beard's face turned bitter, the sealed tear glands were washed away, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

Wei Qi frowned and said, "You are a big man, what's the point of crying about this little thing? I didn't do anything to you. I just wanted you to go with me to win some money."

Blackbeard wiped away the tears, sealed the tear glands again, and turned his eyes, using a charming voice, saying, "Miss Shan'er, why not go to Xinghefang in the East Expanded Area. I heard that the bets there are relatively large and easy to win."

He wanted to try whether this method was effective for Wei Zi.

Wei Zi was originally an expert in this field, so how could he not hear it? He directly hit his chest with a palm. The speed was so fast that the black beard didn't even have time to react. It was like a kite with a broken string, flying out, drawing a perfect parabola in the air, and smashing it hard on the ground. The dust on the ground splashed, showing a pit that was more than one person deep.

Blackbeard spitted two mouthfuls of blood inside, and after a while, he felt that he was not dead, but his whole body felt ache, as if his limbs were not around, and he had no strength to get up.

Wei Zi came to the edge of the pit and said coldly: "Did you die? If you die, then be your cemetery. I will do my good deeds to the end and bury you. If you are not dead, get out for me. I still need you to go to the casino to win money."

"No, not dead."

He was really afraid that Wei Qi would bury him like this. He believed that Wei Qi would not just bury him so easily, and would definitely torture him to death and then bury him.

He endured the huge pain from his body, crawled out of the pit, stood up staggeringly, and just stood firm, kicked him out again, knocked open a wall opposite, and fell into someone else's yard.

This time he really had no strength to get up and fell to the ground and hummed.

Wei Qi came over, kicked him gently, and said, "If you are smart in front of me and use some tricks that cannot be used, I will let you know how powerful my aunt is."

After saying that, he mentioned him and flew to Xiaoyaofang in the north city like a chicken.

At the same time, Shan'er sent a letter to Jiang Ning, telling him that a square-faced man came to make trouble and asked him to come and take a look.

Before Jiang Ning could walk back, he was halfway through the way. When he received the letter, he saw Wei Fei in the air, holding a person in his hand. He followed him helplessly.

Seeing Wei Qi heading straight to Xiaoyaofang with his black beard, he followed him in.

The black beard was carried by Wei Zi, and he did not forget to take the pill to heal himself. Now his face is a little bloody and no longer so pale.

After entering Xiaoyaofang, Wei Qi threw him on the ground. He looked at the dazzling lights and was a little dizzy. He closed his eyes. After a while, he adapted to the light here.

Wei Qi said directly: "You are familiar with this place, where do you want to win a million spirit stones?"

She did not hide anything about it. She was here to win money, and her voice did not lower her voice. She looked over and wanted to see which young man this was, and wanted to win money in the gambling house, and she still had a million words.

Zhan Huaixin's fat body, leaning against the railing on the second floor, saw Wei Qi, and naturally knew who it was. He rubbed his temples with some headaches and said to the people around him: "If she wants to go upstairs later, she will take her to Room No. 4 on the third floor and let those fools go and play with her."

The middle-aged man around him said, "Master, those desperate people are. If we hurt Miss Wei Qi, we will not be able to afford it."

"Bullshit, look at her, it seems that she can be hurt. Besides, the one next to the Ninth Prince is easy to meet. She has no real skills or superpowers and can get into the Ninth Prince's eyes. So don't worry about that useless heart. If she is willing to bet, she will win the money of those fools. We are just intermediaries, and at most we don't smoke her water."

"No, I'll do it now."

The middle-aged man walked on and welcomed Wei Zi.

Jiang Ning appeared beside Zhan Huaixin. Zhan Huaixin was shocked and thought to himself: "Fortunately, I didn't speak without any restraint just now."

"Why is the Ninth Young Master here?"

He pressed his voice and knew that this person had always been low-key and did not want others to know his whereabouts.

Jiang Ning pointed to the square-faced man beside Wei Zi and said, "Come for him."

Zhan Huaixin then paid attention to the black beard, which looked like a thick embryo of an adventure ball. He was wearing an ordinary long gown, which was a bit dirty and had blood stains on the front.

He was saying something to Wei Qi carefully, but the sound was too small and could not be heard on the second floor, and was overwhelmed by the noise downstairs.

"I haven't seen this person before, is there anything special?"

Zhan Huaixin has a great memory. As long as he has been to his gambling house, he will never forget it once.

"He is a ghost cultivator."

Zhan Huaixin was shocked when he heard Jiang Ning say this. He had never seen a real ghost cultivator for so many years. But the person in front of him didn't look like the legendary tyrannical and Wuji's ghost cultivator, but he looked like an ordinary person.

In fact, Blackbeard is a more rational among ghost cultivators. This is because he obtained a spiritual medicine to restore his mind in Wanchong Mountain, which is not like most ghost cultivators.

Is this his luck or misfortune?

If he were like other ghost cultivators, he might have been destroyed by Wei Zi long ago, and there would be no subsequent stories.

"This is how ghost cultivators look?"

Zhan Huaixin asked uncertainly.

"No, I fixed his soul in this body. His current tens of his cultivation can only be used for about 50% or 60%, and many unique methods of ghost cultivators cannot use."

Jiang Ning understood that Zhan Huaixin said this. It turned out that it was not because the legend was wrong, but because Jiang Ning was too powerful.

"What does the Ninth Master need me to do?"

"No, I just want to see how Wei Zi wants to use him."

Blackbeard must die, Jiang Ning wants to hand him over to Luo Wenqing, and eliminate his knot and allow him to enter the Spirit Crystal Realm smoothly.

The middle-aged man brought Wei Zi and Blackbeard to the room No. 4 on the third floor. There were a few gorgeously dressed people sitting here, with different heights, fatness and thinness, and about the same age. They were all wealthy people with status.

Speaking of which, these people are all from foreign families, but they are not very good at eating, drinking, gamblers, and being serious but useless. Zhengtian is in such an occasion, but a few of them are very good at cooperating at the gambling table and rarely lose money.

They have been wrapping room No. 4 in Xiaoyaofang all year round, waiting for those who are blind to get into the trap.

Several people often act in unfamiliar scenes, in order to make people think they don’t know each other and come up with a plan to cheat money.
Chapter completed!