Trafford’s Trading Club - Chapter 2968

Although he was already panicked, Mr. Jiang Ge’s character of rubbing cards is very good. He plays whatever the opponent wants, never cuts off, and even the occasional little husband, insists on not messing around every round!

It doesn’t matter if the head card has been output, anyway, the uncle counted it for him, but this head card is about to be won back… I have to sacrifice the man to the sky by myself!

The rough guy is currently the one who wins the most, and he looks very happy. It seems that he finally remembered that he should ask Jiang Ge about the old thing. “Yazi, what did you just say?”

“The disciple has already explained clearly the decree of the master and the two uncles, and the holy master Li Qingtong.” Jiang Ge said calmly, “At present, [Luo Shengdi] has set off, led by the holy master Li, to Xuanwu Lake to prepare Receive 【Red King Mausoleum】.”

“Ah, how many did you stuff in this time?” Wumei Daotong asked abruptly, “Don’t stand still, let’s play cards first.”

Jiang Ge’s old face remained unchanged, he played the cards in his hand, and said seriously: “The disciple is afraid that [Luo Shengdi] will be weak, so he sent several generals to go together to **** Li Shengzhu.”

Wumei Daotong smiled and touched the card for a chapter, “Is it just you, ah Jinghe and Xun didn’t say anything?”

Elder Jiang Ge continued to calmly say: “The number of our three families is about the same.”

Wumei Daotong laughed softly, and suddenly said: “Second brother, do you want to pay 60,000?”

“No.” The boy in white said calmly.

“What about Qitiao?” Wumei Daotong continued.

“Bring it.” The boy in white nodded.

“Okay, then seven.” The boy directly played the mahjong.

“Can you two do it?” The rough man complained about this, “You don’t play tricks, do you bully people?”

“Who told you that you have many disciples.” The eyebrowless boy narrowed his eyes, “You and the second brother both have many disciples, unlike me, who only have three melons and two dates under my sect, eh.”

The rough man gives a third finger—and it’s the same one he just snapped his foot.

The young man in white was holding his cards at this time, but said directly: “Jiang Wang, those people you sent to [Luo Sacred Land] will be expelled from their citizenship immediately and directly belong to [Luo Sacred Land].”

—Is it really free?

Elder Jiang Ge’s heart skipped a beat, but he didn’t dare to show any dissatisfaction on his face. He nodded respectfully and said, “I understand…but today is just a temporary filling, and there are still fewer people to send. Later, I will send another disciple. A batch of craftsmen, and strive to make [Luo Sacred Land] reach the corresponding scale as soon as possible.”

“Yeah.” The boy in white played [West Wind] expressionlessly.

“Kong!” The rough man’s eyes lit up immediately, and he didn’t bring in the kong card, so he just wiped one, “Blooming on the bar! Second child, I love you so much!”

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Jiang Ge came down from upstairs with a sad face, holding a long brocade box in both hands at this time.

In the courtyard of the elders, many elders are taking a break at halftime… After the break, they will continue to fight again—by ​​the way, the person who rings the bell is Elder Jing. Cloisonne]!

“How, what did those three say?” Elder Xun Ge hurried forward at this time.

“There is nothing to say, [Red King Mausoleum] has returned to [Luo Sacred Land]. In addition, the people we stuffed in are gone.”

“Didn’t you say anything?” Elder Xun Ge frowned and said, “How should [Red King Mausoleum] be opened in the future, how will [Luo Sacred Land] be managed… Whether our families can go there or not, I don’t even mention it.” ?”

Elder Jiang Ge shook his head.

“What do these three masters mean?” Elder Xun Ge couldn’t help laughing bitterly, “By the way, what are you holding in your hand?”

“Master bestowed on me the whip.” Elder Jiang Ge sighed.

“What is it for?”

“Beating people and offering sacrifices to heaven.”

“Hit…whom?” Old Xun Ge’s face changed slightly.

Seeing Mr. Jiang Ge sighing again at this time, he took out a large stack of cards from his arms, and said with nothing to love: “Why…why did the last one hit Tianhu Shisanyao…”

Suddenly, Jiang Ge veteran pulled out the magic whip from the brocade box, and slammed it **** Ge Lao’s round table. The hard fairy wood table was instantly torn apart, and the Ge elders present all cast their eyes in shock.

Jiang Ge said with a blank face: “The decree of Tianzun, today’s meeting ends, disperse on its own, [Red King Mausoleum] belongs to [Luo Sacred Land], no discussion is allowed.”

“Jiang Wang, you!” An old man got up angrily at this moment.

I saw Mr. Jiang Ge holding up the black whip like a pointer in his hand at this time, “This is the magic whip bestowed by [Yuanshi Tianzun], and it specializes in all kinds of things. Come here!”

“Do you…do you have time to come to my [Dragon Palace] for a drink tonight?”

“No!”

“Then… goodbye!”

In an instant, the building was empty, leaving only Jiang Ge, Jing Ge, and Xun Ge old… These three are the permanent elders of the Ge Laoyuan, and there are two others who together form the referee team of the Ge Laoyuan. . It’s just that the other two are busy and are not currently in [Kunlun].

“Hit the whip, seal the list of gods…” Elder Jing Ge said with a solemn face at this time: “What exactly do the three Heavenly Venerates want to do… At this time, the relationship between the whole human race and the demon realm is warming up, and the Pure Land side also intends to negotiate, and it has also gained [ The Mausoleum of the Red King, which greatly frustrated the spirit of the second emperor, was going all out to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, aggressively attacking foreign lands and plundering more territory, why did it suddenly…”

“No, you can’t do this casually.” Mr. Jiang Ge frowned at this moment, “I’m afraid this is an unprecedented game in the world. Although the master gave me a magic whip, I’m afraid I won’t be a scumbag if I enter the arena rashly.” For the rest, I have to discuss it with someone…”

“Who are you going to find?” Elder Xun Ge asked curiously.

“My junior brother!” Elder Jiang Ge muttered, “The former chief of the old man’s house…Shen Gongbao!”

“It turned out to be him?” Elder Jing Ge pondered: “I heard that after Shen Gong left office, he traveled all over the world… But there is news that he went to [Xianyue Mountain] and became a guest tutor…”

“Then go to [Xianyue Mountain]!” Jiang Ge let out a sigh, and put away the magic whip, “But right now, let’s clean up this mess first… two, please follow me to Xuanwu Lake Bar.”

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The crowd was surging… After the hype fell, all the Lingluo female cultivators slowly descended.

The popularity of [Luo Holy Land] has always been high in [Kunlun]—but the later wave of traffic was brought about by the saint of the Holy Land, Si Wuxie.

As [Kunlun]’s hottest star at the moment, its popularity once surpassed the old-fashioned ear girl… and under Li Qingtong’s operation, [Luoshen] saint has harvested a large wave of fanatical fans.

“Mother, is the Holy Emperor really here?”

In the Holy Land car, Si Wuxie looked rather anxious—she and Li Qingtong were the only ones here.

I saw Li Qingtong waved his hand and released a magic seal, cut off the voice in the car, and said in a low voice: “The people outside are all sent by the elders of the Sange. Regarding the matter of the Holy Emperor, Wuxie is less subtle.”

“Daughter knows.” Si Wuxie nodded slightly, “It’s just… a little hard to control.”

Since they settled in [Luo Shengdi], the members of the Yinkui faction have decided to completely break away from their past identities. Since then, Li Qingtong and Si Wuxie have also been directly referred to as mother and daughter.

“You are the top class in [Kunlun] now. I made you a high-cold Yujie type… This kind of little girl’s posture, don’t let it out easily.” Li Qingtong gently scratched the saint’s nose, “The Holy Land still depends on you to earn more spirit stones… That’s all I have for my talent, my internal and external foundations are shallow, what can I do to settle down in [Kunlun]? The only way is to do my best to be disliked by this group of awesome monks.” Make some achievements in the entertainment industry you care about, and see if you can achieve corner overtaking.”

Si Wuxie smiled wryly and said: “But mother, you used to say that opera actors, opera actors are just pawns for the rich and powerful to tease.”

“You are a Holy Land saint. According to [Kunlun]’s rules, all saints are theoretically dedicated to the Holy Emperor for their entire lives.” Li Qingtong said proudly: “Our Holy Emperor is the one on the monument of the Holy Emperor of the Human race. The Tao is the third sequence… the entire [Kunlun], who dares to tease our family’s innocence?”

Si Wuxie didn’t say anything, Saintess… Cauldron, these identities are not important to her—in the beginning, she was just trying to save the helpless girls in the Yinkui sect.

“Come on, it’s time for you to come out.” Li Qingtong was arranging Si Wuxie’s clothes at this time, “There are many people who support you outside, go out and say hello.”

Si Wuxie murmured: “If this is the case, then I shouldn’t go out.”

Li Qingtong was startled, “Why?”

Si Wuxie said: “Since my personality is high-cold, why do I have to go out? Let them look forward to it. What they don’t get is the best. Even if I look at some guys with disgust, they will I will be even more excited…Actually, I think you can make your debut, mother, as a widow or something.”

“You’re called going to the sea!” Li Qingtong didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

“whee!”

At this moment, a steady male voice came from outside the car, “The guardian of Xiabeiting Mansion, Yu Wenhuaji, pay homage to Holy Master Li!”

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Outside the car, Yu Wenhua stood with a serious expression… In terms of strength, even ten Li Qingtongs can’t keep up with him, but in terms of status, the [Holy Lord] of the Holy Land, especially the Holy Lord who owns the Holy Emperor, is enough to compete with the elders of the Old Court. equivalent.

“Yuwen Duhu is polite, but I am a girl, it is really inconvenient to show my face, so please don’t blame Yuwen Duhu.”

—Don’t even show a single finger?

Yu Wenhuaji said directly: “I don’t know why Li Shengzhu came here?”

Li Qingtong said: “I came to [Luo Sacred Land] to receive the [Red King’s Mausoleum]. Doesn’t the Protector of Yuwen know?”

“Accept [Red King’s Mausoleum]?” Yu Wenhuaji looked startled, “Does Li Shengzhu have a certificate? Why didn’t the guardian receive any notice?”

“Strange, it was Mr. Jiang Ge, Mr. Jing Ge and Mr. Xun Ge who came to [Luo Shengdi] to inform me about this matter.” Li Qingtong’s voice was slightly puzzled: “For this reason, the three elders also sent their own The family will escort, it should be impossible to fake… Maybe it’s just that the order from the Central Immortal Court has not been delivered immediately?”

Yu Wenhuaji nodded and said: “In this case, please trouble Holy Master Li to wait here for a while. Once a higher order comes down, I will let it go.”

“Yu Wenhuaji, didn’t you hear what Li Shengzhu said just now?” I saw a handsome young man flying out slowly on a pegasus, “The three old elders said it themselves, is it true? I stand here, Can people not recognize who I am, am I also a fake?”

“Nonghuazi, Jing Linyuan, I naturally recognize it.” Yu Wenhuaji said indifferently, “It’s just that this Duhu is a subordinate of the [Kunlun] Central Immortal Court, and there is no order from the Immortal Court. Everything must be done in an official manner.”

“What kind of thing is a small Beiting mansion guard?” The young man sneered, “My great-grandfather is the elder of Jingge, so please get out of the way!”

“I don’t know what to do.” Yu Wenhuaji said indifferently: “It’s just that the [Yujingshan] law intends to do so. No one is allowed to cross this golden line without permission! Jing Linyuan, do you want to resist the order?”

He definitely wouldn’t dare… The members of Jiang’s family may be able to manipulate it, after all Jiang Ge is really under the [Yujingshan] sect, if he doesn’t beat up the family… But he can’t lose face!

“Mr. Jing, since this is the case, we might as well wait for a while.” Li Qingtong’s voice came out slowly, “Don’t make things difficult for Yuwen Duhu. We should obey the decree of [Yujingshan].”

“Yes.” Jing Linyuan nodded and stepped back slowly.

But all the monks below are people with clear eyes and ears, so they can’t hear the conversation here.

“Did you hear that [Luo Shengdi] is here to take over [Red King Tomb]?”

“Okay, the innocent saint wants this [Red King’s Tomb], and I agree with it! Long live the innocent saint!”

“Damn it, a group of old, weak and sick women and Taoists have taken over the property of the Huiye clan, and now they want to swallow the [Red King’s Tomb]…Why! This is a shady scene! This cliff is where the coquettish Holy Master Li slept! You group of abandoned houses, saintesses who miss you every day, I’m afraid they all look like the boss of the old mansion, haha!”

“Dare you say it again!”

“The thirteenth brother who licks the screen is not a waste, and uses his hard-earned money to support others with a bad face. I’m so scared! You have the ability to be the number one!”

“You are dead-!”

Boom—!

A fire dragon soared into the sky in an instant. The fire was powerful, and the heat wave swept all around immediately!

“what happened?”

Yu Wenhuaji frowned at this time.

“My lord, it seems that some guys down there got into a fight because of a quarrel.” Dongfang Zang said with a wry smile, “It feels like someone is deliberately causing trouble down here, messing up the rhythm and creating chaos.”

“Have you seen someone secretly planning?” Yu Huahua and Shen Sheng asked.

“There are too many people.” Dongfang Zang was helpless: “It’s hard to find for a while… Who are these people below? A large group of people are either the second generation or the stupid sons of the landlord’s family. What’s going on? Besides, they beat them Yes, this mass beating is not within our jurisdiction, it is a matter of [Nantianmen]… However, there is a young master of [Nantianmen] who is also fighting.”

“[Kunlun] will be destroyed if it is handed over to this group of people in the future!” Yu Wenhua shook his head, waved his hand and said, “Pay attention to everyone, whoever rushes through the golden thread through the chaos, I will kill them all! ”

Suddenly, a very strong sense of fear rose in Yu Huaji’s heart… The pores of his whole body opened instantly, and he saw a black light attacking at a terrifying speed.

Yu Wenhuaji slapped Wu Huaji with a palm in an instant, hitting the black light—the black light faded, and a pale and bloodless face instantly appeared in front of Yu Wenhuaji, “You are…”

Before he had time to react, his palm didn’t pose any threat at all. Instead, he suddenly gave a sly smile at the pale-faced man, and easily blasted Yu Wenhua away in a circle!

“My lord!” Dongfang Zang and several soldiers from Beiting Mansion quickly caught Yu Wenhuaji, and at the same time said angrily, “Who is here!”

“The devil, Yu Rentu!” Seeing Yu Wenhua, who was being supported by everyone, said with an ugly face at this time: “I didn’t expect that this devil was born… No, my decree!”

Yu Wenhuaji couldn’t help but turn pale with shock at this time, because the decree in his hand had already fallen into the hands of the pale man.

“Hahahahaha—!”

A wild laughter sounded.

High above the sky, the pale face holding the decree laughed wildly at this moment: “[Yujingshan] you must obey the decree, but it has nothing to do with this demon, you just keep this golden thread! I’ll accompany you!”

After finishing speaking, the pale face turned into a black light by the way, and went straight to the [Red King Tomb]!

“Not good, Yu Rentu was already in the realm of the Asian Emperor a hundred years ago, and this time it is even more unfathomable…” Dongfang Tibetan hair exploded, “I can’t catch up!”

But bigger chaos ensues.

Only heard a loud cry suddenly sounded in the fighting scene below.

“The decree, we don’t cross the golden line! Now that the decree is gone, should we stay here… The devil has rushed in, so the **** is it not?”

“Yes! The devil wants to get involved in [Red King’s Mausoleum], this can’t be messed with! Heavenly Venerable, I’m sorry, I waited for it to protect the fruits of the alliance’s victory, and we had no choice but to do it! We are the best! Yes! Fuck it!”

A figure, turned into a streamer, crossed the golden line in an instant, and a figure rushed directly into the woods by the lake.

“For the Alliance!”

“Hit the devil!”

“Protect [Red King Mausoleum]!”

“Go!”

Chaos has become.

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“My… my lord, what should I do? There are too many people, we can’t stop them at all!” Dongfang Zang looked anxious.

Yu Wenhuaji touched the blood on his mouth, and said with a gloomy face: “Report to the court immediately, everyone, follow this guide to snipe the devil Yu Rentu, and take back the decree!”

This golden thread was stepped on, he Yu Wenhuaji could still use words to evade it, after all, these guys are really a group of related households who are entangled in [Kunlun], but [Yujingshan] decree has been lost, so he protects all of them I’m afraid it’s really done!

only.

“This devil has disappeared for nearly a hundred years, why suddenly…”

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She pushed open the door gently, but did not rush in… Bai Zhi was still by her side.

Bai Zhi was holding the tray with both hands at this time—the maid lady picked up the water glass from the tray, “Just wait here.”

Bai Zhi nodded.

Then I saw the maid lady slowly walking into the room.

In the room, Boss Luo was sitting by the window with his face propped up, as if he had fallen asleep… On the small table next to him was an open diary.

“There’s a lot of movement outside.”

Boss Luo suddenly spoke—but did not open his eyes.

“Some commotion.” The maid said softly.

Boss Luo opened his eyes slowly this time, heaved a sigh of relief, closed the diary casually, and let the diary disappear with a wave of his hand, then chuckled and said: “It seems that someone is very welcome [Red King Tomb] Come to [Kunlun].”

—From the accident in the channel of the transmission array…

“Is the master going to let them in?” the maid asked calmly.

Boss Luo thought for a while, and suddenly asked, “Is there any big event at the main **** world recently?”

After finishing speaking, the boss stood up, stretched himself, and then opened the curtains. A beam of sunlight shone on his face… He opened the window, and the breeze was blowing.

“End simulation.”

The voice fell, and all the scenes disappeared in an instant…and returned to the living room where Raphael lived.

“Probably not.” The maid lady said slowly: “The current version will take half a year of game time before there will be an update… What is the master’s plan?”

“How about a linkage?” Boss Luo said: “Like a confrontation match… It happens that there are a lot of idle subspaces in the [Red King’s Tomb] that can be used. They… didn’t mean that the content of the ladder in the game is too simple , can you hit with your feet?”

“Okay, I’ll arrange it now.”