Record of Chaos

　　 The most shocking thing at this time was the guru who kept his eyes closed and rested in the secret room. He was already staring dumbfounded at the jade birch in front of him, the suspicious and dying appearance that appeared after the yellow mist dispersed, he couldn't believe his eyes.

　　 "The outcome has been determined, and both sides have approved, please let the three gamblers approve it." The phantom maid next to her reminded her without losing the opportunity. These phantom maids are not real creatures, but the magic machine preset by the casino is operating.

　　According to the rules of this casino, the outcome of a battle must first be recognized by both parties. It is not enough for one party to admit defeat. It must be recognized by the winning party before it ends. When both sides are enemies, the winning side can kill the other side completely and then approve the result.

　　 Of course, if one party has lost consciousness, it will default to admit defeat. This is the case for Xiangli Suspicious.

　　 But when it comes to the payment of gambling funds, in addition to the approval of the winner and the loser, the gamblers in the secret room must also approve it. If there is something wrong, the gambler can also refuse to approve it.

"This...this is definitely cheating!" The white-haired guru is still unwilling to accept the facts in front of him. "The murloc who placed the heavy bet is of the same race as this woman. Hook up!"

　　 In fact, accidental misses are nothing to him. But this time, because the tilt of the balance of strength was too obvious, he concluded that there was nothing suspicious about it, so he placed a heavy bet.

　　 This one lost, more than five thousand taels of blood and lime disappeared in smoke. Although this is casino money, he, as a master, especially when the master has raised questions, he still turns a deaf ear to it and bears responsibility anyway.

　　 If he really approves the payment of the gambling money, at least he will not be able to eat the casino food anymore, and he may be judged that he must personally bear this part of the loss. In this way, he did nothing all his life.

　　 Gouzhu sat in the stands, stunned to see all the people, and a few people were ecstatic. He was not very excited, but continued to look at the empty wooden plate in front of him, waiting patiently.

　　Such a huge amount of money, the casino itself always has to struggle, and it is even possible to find an unwarranted reason to refuse to pay. But the casino will weigh the pros and cons between money and reputation.

　　 "It's right." At this time, both the master and the lower master poured divine consciousness into the jade bi. They were fortunate that they had raised doubts when the murloc made a bet, and fortunately the guru thought nothing was wrong.

　　 This way, no matter how much damage it caused, the guru will go and take the blame. Although they will suffer losses, they will not hurt their bones. And when this guru is over, they have a chance to advance further.

　　 As long as two of the three gamblers approve, the gambling will be paid. At this time, the master suddenly jumped up like crazy and wanted to stop him, but was immediately dragged out by two strong demons.

　　 The hooks were swept lightly, and all the 1,900 taels of blood spirit stones sent from the disk were collected into the fairy lotus. If this sum of money is converted into pure Yang Dan, the value is close to two million, which is simply a year's income from a small sect or tribe.

　　 He did not stay, but quickly left the fighting altar with Lian Ling and disappeared into the bustling crowd of Tianchi City. As for the dying profit, he was suspicious, and was sold to Doufa Altar by Lian Ling for fifty taels of blood spirit stones.

　　The people in the battle altar know that Li Rusong will inevitably spend a lot of money to buy back his son. In this way they can also make up for part of the loss of this bet failure. Of course, this has nothing to do with Lian Ling and Gou Zhu.

Going back to the inn, he immediately retired, rented two very inconspicuous blue-horned lizards, went all the way to the north, walked out dozens of miles, and then took a boat to cross the water, only on an inconspicuous and secluded island I found an inn and stayed again.

　　As Lian Ling, he naturally disdains such hiding. But she appreciates the cautiousness of deceit. After all, they have severely offended General Rider Li Rusong.

　　 Although she is not afraid, if she causes too much trouble in the Crane clan, it may affect the plan of conspiracy. The Crane clan has the existence of golden core combat power, and in the demon world, it is also a huge tribe second only to the three tribes of the tree man, the ghost owl, and the dream raccoon. It is not something she can knead at will.

　　 Goujiu changed his residence, in addition to avoiding possible pursuit by Li Rusong, another reason was that the island was not far from the location of the underground auction he was going to participate in.

　　 Although He Yan promised to get a letter of recommendation for Lian Ling, Lian Ling no longer took this matter in his heart. Obviously, this kind of thing is the most reliable only if you do it yourself.

　　 It was night before the two of them settled down. Lian Ling sat on the chair, holding the dark withered iron marrow box in his hand, wanting to use his spiritual consciousness to understand what was hidden in it.

　　 But withered spirit iron marrow shielded most of the inspiration, even though she used the perfect spiritual consciousness of the Purple Mansion, she could not have the slightest sense. If she used the golden core divine sense, she might still be able to feel something.

　　 When she was in Two World City, she had already taken an adventure once. Fortunately, she was able to escape the attention of the Golden Core Sense Spirit by hiding in the map of the emperor. This time she didn't want to take another risk.

　　 This made her think that if she took this thing into the map of the emperor, the map of the emperor itself could shield the senses of the great array. However, after trying several times, she realized that she could not bring this thing into the map of the emperor.

　　 She did some research and found that the root was on the seal with the seal of the crane king. The seal is not an ordinary seal, there is a strand of golden core spiritual blessing on it, and it refuses to be transmitted to any boundary outside the world.

　　Since there was no way, even Ling did not continue to cling to it, but returned the thing to the hook and let him receive Xianheli. As for whether he should hand this object to He Heng, the elder of the crane clan as soon as possible, Lian Ling didn't say, as if let him go.

　　 If the hook is in the tribulation of heaven, then all the things he experienced around him, all the cause and effect involved, including this box, may be part of the tribulation of heaven. The more Lian Ling is involved, the more likely it is to trigger the Golden Core Tribulation, so it is better to let him handle it himself.

　　 Goujiu's face showed disappointment. He wanted to give this hot hand to Lian Lingbian and everything was fine, but he didn't expect Lian Ling to give it back to him. He had to take it into Xianheli by himself. It seemed that the cause and effect of Xiao Sufeng that he took over still had to be solved by himself.

　　Everything is settled, and he got up and was about to go back to his room. Suddenly Lian Ling said behind him: "Don't go, just stay here tonight."

　　 Gouzhu's heart jumped, and he looked back suspiciously. Lian Ling said coldly: "I want to make alchemy tonight, and you will leave it to my guardian!"

　　……

　　At the Taibai Palace on the top of Haoshou Peak, He Heng walked into a dark room and opened the black curtains. The pure white sunlight reflected from the white snow fell in like a jade pillar, and hit the sound-transmitting jade wall like a mirror. He Heng was taken aback, he saw himself in the mirror.

　　 If you don’t see Gaotangming Jing’s sad and white hair, the morning is like a blue silk and snowing? Although he had been mentally prepared, his rock-solid nature was still shocked. He never thought he would become so old.

　　 was originally gray hair, but now it is completely white, with no variegated color. The denomination was as dry as a cracked field, and it was covered with black spots. The cheeks are sunken and the eyes are yellow.

　　 Although his cultivation is as high as the Golden Core Double Flower, there is only one step away from the highest realm of Fan Xiu where the three flowers gather, but he still cannot prevent the passing of Shou Yuan. He has lived for nearly four thousand years, and the death of Tao is a short-term problem.

　　 If it were cultivated by the Jindan people, it would only be about 300 years old. However, the cultivation level of human cultivation is much faster than that of demon cultivation, and correspondingly, lifespan is much less. One person, ten ghosts, one demon, Jindan demon repairs lifespan in about three thousand years.

　　 If a variety of medicinal pills are used to prolong lifespan, it will last longer. But it will never exceed four thousand years. He Heng's life span is more than 3,700 years, and he has reached the limit of life extension by taking foreign objects.

　　 Ten years ago, he began to retreat to practice a tree clan secret technique called "Withered Wood Burning Life". If he succeeds, he can use Daoji as his salary, burn his salary to extend his life, and extend his life by one hundred years by depleting his Daoji.

　　 He couldn't count on the upper realm anymore, it didn't matter whether he wasted Daoji. Regrettably, there is a high probability of failure when burnt life with dead wood. Once it fails, not only will it not be possible to extend the lifespan, but the loss of the road foundation will be a lot, even more serious. His remaining lifespan will also be rapidly depleted.

　　 Before the retreat, he made perfect preparations, and even the most important thing he sent out for Xiao Sufeng to keep. The result was very unfortunate. He really failed and could only get out of the gate.

　　 He wiped the dust on the sound transmission jade~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but this only made his old face clearer.

　　 This sound transmission jade is connected with his mind. If someone uses the sound transmission jade to contact him, even if he is in retreat, he can still feel it.

　　 He had noticed something abnormal more than ten days ago. He received some inexplicable contact ideas. It seems that Xiao Sufeng is trying to contact him, but most of the valuable information has been deleted. At that time, he was cultivating the dead wood burning life at the most critical juncture, so he did not make any moves.

　　 It is hard to say whether this incident caused the fluctuation of his mood, and caused the final failure of the dead wood burning life. After leaving customs three days later, he investigated the matter.

　　 A personal disciple who was responsible for maintaining this sound transmission wall admitted that he had modified the idea on the sound transmission wall and intercepted Xiao Sufeng's message for help. At this time, the Xiao family had been destroyed by the demon bandit, and the remaining children had scattered and fled the demon world.

　　 But this disciple insisted that he was worried that Xiao Sufeng's request for help would disturb the elder Taishang's practice of secret arts. He Heng also did not comment on this, but expelled him from the Taibai House. Anyway, it is a fact that his life is going to be exhausted, and no matter how hard he can fight, he won't have much energy.

　　 "Where's Uncle?" He turned around and shouted.

　　 The wooden door creaked open. Uncle pushed the door and staggered in, and reluctantly bowed and said: "The slave has been guarding the door, what is the master's order?"

　　 Seeing that the personal servant who had been with him for thousands of years seemed to be older than himself, He Heng suddenly felt relieved and smiled:

"All the people who are in the soil right now, are you still a slave slave? Obviously it is Uncle. Hurry up and tell me the name of the son of Bi Ri Xuan...what is it called? He Yan? He will come to see me. Soon! If it's a quarter of an hour If he can't make it in time, he won't use it, and jump into Tianchi and die by himself!"