Chapter 125: Fang City Gambling

Around the stone wall about ten zhang high, the inner and outer three floors are crowded with people, and the inner and outer disciples are among them, and there is no lack of sect miscellaneous servants.

"What's going on?"

Qin Mo squeezed over curiously, and at a glance, he couldn't help but laugh, the names of ten people were engraved on the stone wall, and his name was impressively among them.

In front of the stone wall, someone kept stepping forward, and the number after the name was rewritten, which was actually opening a gambling game.

"Are these the ten alternate disciples of the inner gate this time......

On the stone wall, there are not only the names of ten people, but also which peak they belong to now and what their comprehensive combat power is.

The first place is the bald boy that night, Di Yanzong, who now belongs to Gu Hongfeng.

Second: Fu Yijian, belonging to Delphinium Peak.

Third, fourth: tie. Zhu Xiangtong, belonging to Biluo Peak, Zhu Jingning, belonging to Qianyin Peak.

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Ninth: Peng Ruibin, belonging to Thousand Illusion Peak.

Tenth: Qin Mo, belonging to Bingyan Peak.

Next to it, there were two outer disciples talking excitedly, discussing who would get the first place and who would be eliminated in the assessment of the inner disciple after two months.

"Who are you betting on? How many bets have you bet on? I bet on Emperor Yanzong to win the first place and take the lead. ”

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Emperor Yanzong was a peerless genius on the same level as Senior Sister Xue Xing three years ago, and although he was silent for a while, he was definitely much better than the other nine. Everyone bets on Emperor Yanzong to be the first, and they can't make much ......."

"In my opinion, it's better to bet on who can get the second and third, as long as you guess one correctly, you will make a profit. ”

Listening to these people's discussions, looking at the hot betting scene, Qin Mo looked at the back of his name, and there were many people who bet that he would be eliminated. Of course, there are also many people who bet that he will pass the assessment.

After standing for a while, Qin Mo thought about it and was about to bet on himself, but he couldn't help but feel a little regretful when he learned that the ten people on the stone wall were not allowed to participate in this gambling game.

"It turns out that the senior brother of the outer sect gave me a discount, is it in the hope that I can pass the assessment of the candidate disciple of the inner door?"

After staying around the stone wall for a while, Yin Cheng shouted that he was hungry, and urged Qin Mo to find a restaurant to eat.

When he arrived at a restaurant in the depths of Fang City, he couldn't help the shouting of this demon fox, Qin Mo asked for a private room, spent 50 lower-level True Yuan Stones, ordered a table full of food, and let Yincheng eat a big meal.

However, after eating a few bites, this fox just stopped eating, and the thing was too unpalatable to even compare to the meat of [Yandun Sand Crab].

"Boy, get some good ingredients in the future, and you can make them for Lord Benhu to eat. Yincheng said.

Qin Mo sighed and looked at the food on the table, it would be too wasteful not to eat it like this, so he ate one bite at a time, chewing slowly, eating for half an hour, and eating one-third of the food on the table.

The rest of the food, which could be taken away, was also wrapped and packed into a gray treasure bag.

Seeing this, Yin Cheng couldn't help but pout, this young man's behavior was really strange, he actually cherished food so much. Usually people who do this, only people who have been hungry all year round, will do so.

After doing all this, Qin Mo walked out of the private room and prepared to go to Xiling City to buy the seedlings of the [Tongpi Iron Willow Tree].

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The backstreet of the Fang Shi restaurant is a place for dumping food and waste products, and all kinds of garbage are piled up together, giving off a musty smell.

Crash......

A burly figure rummaged through the garbage heaps, shoving it into its mouth whenever it found something to eat.

If it accidentally turns over a piece of intact meat, the figure is overjoyed, carefully puts it in his pocket, and continues to rummage for anything else to eat.

"It's good to have another piece of meat, then I will have the strength to work all day, and I can practice the basic boxing method of the sect twice. The figure muttered muttered as it stuffed something into its mouth.

Creak......

Not far away, there was a sound from the back door of the restaurant, and a black-haired boy pushed the door open, with a black and white fox lying on his shoulder.

One person and one fox, exuding an inexplicable aura, making people palpitate for a while.

In the garbage heap, the burly figure looked up, and it was the face of a young man with broad eyebrows, but the face was a little rougher, and the head was full of dirt, making him look more than ten years old, like a middle-aged man.

Seeing the figure of the black-haired young man, the broad-eyed young man hurriedly shrank his head, he was just a hard worker in Qianyuanfang City, and in front of the disciples of the sect, he was not as humble as an ant. If you bump into a disciple of a sect and make the other party unhappy, you will lose your life at the least, or you may lose your life.

At this time, Qin Mo and Yin Cheng on the other side had already discovered the existence of this broad-eyebrow young man, Yin Cheng licked his tongue and muttered: "Hurry up, go quickly, the smell here is too bad......"

Qin Mo bowed slightly, took out the food he had just wrapped from the gray treasure bag, put it on the ground casually, and turned to leave.

"Oh, I can't see that you kid is quite kind, and saved that food for that wild dog-like fellow. However, in these days, good people don't live long. Yincheng pouted.

Hearing this, Qin Mo was noncommittal, just smiled, followed the road, and headed towards the outside of the sect.

In his previous life, after the destruction of the burning town, he wandered around the mainland, and for a while, he was like a wild dog in the garbage heap, looking for food.

Seeing the broad-eyebrow young man just now, Qin Mo seemed to see himself in his previous life, although he was alive like a wild dog, but at least he was alive......

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The back door of the restaurant.

The broad-eyed boy sprang out of the garbage heap, pounced, and glided straight across the ground for some distance, clutching the food in his arms.

"Meat, lots of meat, it's all hot, hahaha...... What a kind person just now!"

Quickly stuffing all the food into the package, the broad-eyed young man held a leg of meat in his mouth, and ran wildly on his legs, heading deeper into the market.

A dilapidated and decaying wooden house, only half a meter high, sits in the deepest part of the city, surrounded by a damp smell and the smell of decay pervading the air.

"Daddy, I'm back, look what good things I brought you!"

The broad-eyed boy rushed forward, his burly figure standing in front of the hut, taking all the food out of the package and placing it in front of the hut.

Whining......

A big yellow dog crawled out, it was so old, its body was skinny, its hair was almost gone, and it was a little difficult to crawl. It looked at the food on the ground, lowered its head and gnawed hard, and as it ate, it let out a faint cry, as if it wanted the broad-eyed boy to eat with it.

"Okay, Daddy, let's eat together, it's been a long time since we've eaten. ”

The broad-eyed boy sat down, eating food while feeding the big yellow dog, and his gentle and careful movements were really not commensurate with his burly body.

"Daddy, you're not in good health, but you must hold on for a while. When I become an official miscellaneous disciple of the sect, I will be able to exchange for pills to help you regulate your body. ”

"When we were still young, it was Daddy Dog who picked me up and kept me all the time, and now I am going to raise you. Dog Dad, don't worry, with my Xiong Biao's strength, how can I become a martial artist, and we will definitely live a good life. ”

In the dim corner, a ray of sunlight shone in, the broad-eyed young man raised his head, let the sunlight shine on his face, his gaze was extremely determined, he believed that as long as he lived, there must be hope......

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On the edge of the Ten Peaks Mountain Range, Qin Mo quietly left the sect from a path.

However, he soon realized a serious problem, that is, there were less than 5,000 lower-rank True Yuan Stones left on his body.

Looking at the gray treasure bag, Qin Mo shook his head and sighed, if it was in the burning town, any of the things in the treasure bag would be quite valuable. However, in the Thousand Yuan Sect and in the Xiling Battle City, there were few valuable things in the treasure bag.

Qin Mo has already consulted the price of the seedlings of the [Copper-skinned Iron Willow Tree], one is 1,000 lower-level true yuan stones, and ten is 10,000 lower-level true yuan stones, and he has fewer true yuan stones on hand.

Turning to the bottom of the treasure bag, Qin Mo turned to a small bottle, there was still a little [Fire Silkworm Xuansha] in it, only to take this bottle of treasure and pawn it in Jubaozhai. According to the price estimate, this small bottle can be exchanged for about 50,000 lower-level true yuan stones, or even more.

However, before that, Qin Mo needed to change his face and not let people recognize his identity.

After all, the [Fire Silkworm Xuansha] is extremely precious, and even such a small bottle is likely to cause a series of troubles. What's more, Falling Moon Peak is in Xiling Battle City, if the Falling Moon Peak's disciples find a clue, the consequences will be unimaginable.

As soon as he heard that he was going to disguise himself, Yin Cheng immediately came to his senses, and before Qin Mo could speak, the fox snatched his gray treasure bag and rummaged through the disguised items.