It turned out that when the third ancient relic had just been put down and the red cloth on it had not been revealed, Zheng Qian spoke directly.

"Eight drops of green spirit spirits, three drops of yellow spirit spirits!" Zheng Qian said quickly: "This bet, five hundred green spirit spirits!"

Song Jinsong couldn't help it anymore, this Nima, this red cloth hasn't been uncovered yet, you kid can see through the red cloth and know the ancient relics inside?

When the red cloth was uncovered, Song Jinsong stared at the ancient relics for a long time, but the final result was the same as Zheng Qian.

But at this moment, he was already several seconds late for Zheng Qian, and even if he said it, it was useless.

The ancient relics were taken out for sacrifice, and the results came out quickly, which was the same as what Zheng Qian said.

"Poof!"

Song Jinsong couldn't hold back any longer, and directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, which was more than a hair, and all the family property on his body now was five hundred green spirit spirits, and he was won by Zheng Qian all of a sudden.

At this moment, the people around were stunned, but soon, the crowd was boiling.

", this Qian Zheng is really awesome, gambling in Moyu Pavilion, winning the elder of Mojiao Pavilion to vomit blood, and now he is competing with this Song Jinsong, and this Song Jinsong is winning the ...... of vomiting blood."

"Hahaha, it's awesome, this kid can see through the things in the ancient relics through the red cloth, this method is definitely not comparable to ordinary people!"

"Except, convincing, I don't know what to say anymore!"

……

The crowd discussed, but the person concerned, Zheng Qian, stood up as if he was nothing, stood up with an innocent face, patted his buttocks, and asked on his lips: "What, I lost everything, are you still coming?"

"You!" Song Jinsong's eyes were cold, "It's too deceitful!"

Although he likes to gamble, no matter what, he is still the current hall master of the Qinglian Palace, and his strength should not be underestimated.

For a while, the aura around his body was stirring, and the eight-grade cultivation did not hide it at all.

Zheng Qian glanced at it lightly, "Yo, I can't afford to lose, I still want to beat someone, why don't you try it?"

Saying that, Zheng Qian was also unkind, and the momentum of the same eight-grade cultivation spread.

This is Zheng Qian's disguised energy momentum, otherwise, if it were his own, he would have been exposed a long time ago.

"You ......" Feeling Zheng Qian's eight-grade cultivation, Song Jinsong was suddenly discouraged, the other party's cultivation is not lower than his own, if this really starts, he will not be able to take advantage of it at all, and he will fall into a reputation that he can't afford to lose, so who would dare to let himself gamble in the future!

Zheng Qian smiled slightly, put away his energy momentum, and said, "Are you still here?"

Song Jinsong shook his head and smiled bitterly, "All my spirit spirits are with you, how can you come?"

Zheng Qian smiled, "No, you still have it, don't you still have hands and feet? If you lose, you can mortgage it to me, I'll weigh it!"

"You!" Song Jinsong was so angry by Zheng Gan's words that he almost got angry again, but when he thought of Zheng Gan's strength, he held back again, and without saying a word, he was about to go out.

Zheng Gan wants this purpose, what he wants is to let Song Jinsong lose completely, only when Song Jinsong loses completely, his next plan can be carried out.

"By the way, if you don't want to gamble, you still have the Qinglian Palace, why don't you come and gamble, just bet on the position of the hall master of the Qinglian Palace, three drops of purple spirit essence, how about it?" Zheng Qian continued.

Song Jinsong was about to step out of the door for a moment, and coldly threw down a sentence, "Dream!"

Then he left directly with many disciples of the Blue Lotus Palace.

Zheng Qian smiled and sat on the spot, looking like he knew it in his heart, "Are you dreaming? I believe that the dream will soon come true!"

Song Jinsong left, the name Qian Zheng boiled again, when Lin Tong looked at Zheng Qian, his eyes were full of little stars, this is definitely his idol, this kid's big thick legs, he is definitely determined.

……

Leaving the Qing Palace, Zheng Qian left alone again, this time, he quietly left Yunxiao City, restored his original appearance, he found a person, gave three drops of yellow spirit spirit as a reward, and asked him to send a letter to the Qinglian Palace.

That person is naturally happy to serve, and the strength shown by Zheng Qian, he can't be happy if he is not happy.

That's an eight-grade cultivation, if you're disobedient, isn't it a matter of minutes? In addition, the headquarters of the Qinglian Hall is not far from here, and it is enough to earn three drops of yellow spirit essence in one trip, such a beautiful difference, where to find it.

Looking at the back of the man leaving, Zheng Qian smiled, he turned around, and once again became Qian Zheng's appearance, and then returned to Yunxiao City.

……

At this moment, the Qinglian Hall on the Qinglian Mountain, far outside the Sky City, was shrouded in a strange atmosphere.

In the meeting hall of the Blue Lotus Palace.

Song Jinsong sat in the first place, holding a letter that had just been opened in his hand, his face was very ugly.

The handwriting on the letter could be faintly seen from his slanted palm.

"Within five days, I will definitely come to the Qinglian Hall in person and clean up the portal, Zheng Qianzi!"

Everyone in the audience was silent for a while, especially the man named Du Shen who had gone to Cloud City with him before, but he had participated in the assassination of Zheng Qian outside the Nine-Eyed Sinkhole, but he failed in the end.

He knows Zheng Gan's methods very well, this person, cultivation is terrifying, and he is definitely not under the hall master, he can't be provoked!

The air seemed to be frozen, and after a while, Song Jinsong spoke: "Maybe it's just a prank, and it may not really be Zheng Gan's letter!"

However, as soon as Song Jinsong's words fell, a disciple stood up and said: "Hall Master, I asked the person who sent the letter, The person he described who asked him to deliver the letter is exactly the same as the Zheng Qian we have seen, in order to prevent mistakes, I also showed Zheng Gan's portrait to that person, and he recognized it, saying that it is the person on it!"

As soon as these words came out, the letter was not sent by mistake and it was not a prank, so if you say so, the letter is absolutely true.

If Zheng Qian really came up to clean up the portal, the first one who was unlucky would be Song Jinsong.

The atmosphere in the hall was oppressive, and it was hard to breathe.

At this moment, that Du Shen stepped forward, he was Song Jinsong's henchman, when Song Jinsong was addicted to gambling, many ideas were given by Du Shen.

He glanced at Song Jinsong, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Hall Master, my subordinates have a word, I don't know whether to say it or not!"

Song Jinsong held his forehead with one hand and leaned back on the chair, he lost to Zheng Qian again today, he was in a very bad mood, and now he received a letter from Zheng Qian to clean up the portal, his mood was even worse, hearing Du Shen's words, he waved his hand, signaling Du Shen not to be polite, just say it directly.

Na Du Shen rolled his eyes and glanced at the hall, but there were no outsiders, he paused, and said, "Hall Master, do you remember what that Qian Zheng said before you left today?" He said, let you use the position of the hall master of the Qinglian Hall to gamble with him, counting it as three drops of purple spirit essence, that is a full three thousand drops of green spirit essence, we might as well promise him to get it, after all, that Zheng Qian is going to clean up the portal, with his strength, we are very difficult to stand it, rather than when we bear the anger of Zheng Qian cleaning up the portal, both sides will lose, it is better to throw this hot potato of this Qinglian Hall into the hands of Qian Zheng in advance, let him be the shopkeeper of the Qinglian Palace, anyway, our three drops of purple spirit spirit are also in hand, and we can't keep this Qinglian Palace, when the time comes, Zheng Gan will clean up the portal, and the person who is looking for the accountant is not you, but that…… Qian Zheng!"