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Chapter 57 Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything! [Please subscribe·Please vote]

"Boss Xiao, start throwing!"

Xiao Feixuan's face is serious, which does not match his age at all.

Xiao Se was as lazy as ever. It seemed that the person who suggested fortune telling was not him, but two Taoist priests from Qingcheng Mountain.

Qi Lin closed his eyes, opened the Great Light Sword Realm, and began to search for the strange energy that came from nowhere.

Everything is ready.

At this time, a shouting sound suddenly came from the distance, and a fiery red figure suddenly ran over and lay down by the window: "Xiao Se, Brother Qi."

The already tense and suppressed atmosphere dissipated instantly with Lei Wujie's intrusion.

Qi Lin was okay, he was just looking for something.

Xiao Se, Fei Xuan, and Li Fansong's momentum stagnated, and they suddenly felt as if something was blocked in their chests, unable to move up or down.

"Come again?"

Qi Lin replied affirmatively: "Of course, when I went to the Dengtian Pavilion, there was also a woman who insisted on competing with me in gambling skills, so I just did it directly."

"I only left the city for half a day and someone climbed up to the thirteenth floor. They are all a bunch of trash!"

Xiao Se rolled his eyes and asked, "Look for me. Your brother Qi is here. What do you want from me?"

"It's all up to you!" Qi Lin put his hands on the table and said: "Do it again and again, not again and again. If you continue to count, God will not stop you anymore, because he will directly strike your little fat with lightning.

head on."

"Wait a minute!"

"Let me take a moment and let's do it again." Fei Xuan said with a hint of determination on his immature face.

"Uncle Junior, what were we doing just now?"

Xiao Se used Qing Kung and flew back, followed by Sikong Qianluo.

Qi Lin reached over Xiao Se, grabbed his arm, and said again: "You don't have to worry about gambling skills, just fight all the way through and you'll be done."

"Thank you, sir, for your advice!" Fei Xuan bowed seriously.

How could the person in front of me say such a thing so easily? Why did he say such a thing? How dare he say such a thing?

Li Fansong and Fei Xuan were first shocked and then angry. They suddenly had murderous intentions and wanted to kill the liar in front of them.

"You're a fortune teller, but you can't see such a simple sign? Something interrupted you twice in a row. Could this be an accident?"

Lei Wujie asked in astonishment: "Is this possible?"

Everything about the two people in front of him was under Qi Lin's control. Seeing them suddenly appear, he instantly pointed two fingers between their eyebrows.

Li Fansong and Fei Xuan, uncle and nephew, hugged each other, obviously realizing that something was wrong just now, and feeling frightened in their hearts.

How could Fei Xuan not know this truth? It's just that even though he was young, he still had ambitions. With 80% of Qingcheng Mountain's destiny, how could he be a mediocre person?

Qi Lin pointed at Feixuan's eyebrows, and the true energy poured into his body, nourishing his mind and meridians.

"What do you mean, sir?" Li Fansong and Fei Xuan looked puzzled.

Qi Lin opened his eyes, looked at Lei Wujie and said, "Thanks to all the things I taught you yesterday, you didn't even get through the thirteenth floor."

Even their master, Zhao Yuzhen, who is known as the "reincarnation of the immortal", does not dare to talk nonsense about the way of heaven or the number of heaven.

The two of them started fighting without saying a few words. To be more precise, Xiao Se ran away while Sikong Qian chased after him.

The rotation of the Great Light Sword Intent eliminated the evil thoughts in their hearts.

At this moment, the sign on Dentian Pavilion showing that the intruders had ascended to the floor reached fourteen.

"Brother Qi, he doesn't know how to gamble!" Lei Wujie begged Xiao Se with a shy face: "I heard you bragging along the way, saying that you gambled at Qianjintai in Tianqi City, you have to help me."

"No!" Lei Wujie waved his hand quickly and explained: "I went up to the thirteenth floor, and there was a weirdo who refused to compete with me in martial arts. He insisted on competing with me in gambling skills, so I came to Xiao Se for advice."

"Two Taoist priests, let's continue."

Qi Lin grabbed the little fat man's wrist, used a burst of energy, opened the Great Light Sword Realm, and relieved the pressure on him.

"strangeness!"

Xiao Se placed the copper coin he had just picked up. The child Fei Xuan stopped pinching the seal in his hand and his lips were trembling because he was so angry.

But the consequences were so serious that Li Fansong and Fei Xuan could only worship Qi Lin again and sincerely asked: "Sir, please teach me!"

"You two, shall we continue?" Xiao Se tapped the table with his fingers, hesitating himself.

"Thank you sir!" Fei Xuan clasped his fists in thanks.

Qi Lin nodded and said: "It seems that yesterday's beating was not in vain. I really enlightened and learned how to threaten others!"

Xiao Se's face showed a proud expression as if a fox had stolen a chicken, and he listed all the deceptive tricks in the casino.

Xiao Se rolled his eyes at Qi Lin, turned to Lei Wujie, stretched out a finger and said, "Wrong, you owe me one thousand taels now."

The visitor was none other than Sikong Qianluo. She was supposed to guard the fourteenth floor today, but the Dengtian Pavilion had just been repaired. No one expected that there was someone who could break into the fourteenth floor, so she went out to play in the city.

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Fei Xuan wanted to curse: "This is a serious divination, and it might be life-threatening. Can you be more serious?"

Qi Lin said truthfully: "Personally, I hope you can continue this divination. Because I want to see the way of heaven."

Lei Wujie rolled his eyes and said, "If you don't teach me, I won't be able to pass Dengtian Pavilion or enter Xueyue City, and you won't be able to get the eight hundred taels of silver!"

Qi Lin waved his hand and said, "You don't have to thank me. I'm just curious about what I can figure out."

"Why?" Xiao Se just blew the hot tea in his hand.

He made a bold guess as to the source of that strange energy.

"Then shall this divination continue?"

"You go ahead!"

"What's going on?"

While chatting, Li Fansong and Fei Xuan's expressions had returned to normal, and they no longer felt that tightness in their chests.

"I understand, just wait for the good news of my victory." Lei Wujie was about to leave after hearing this.

Lei Wujie had passed the fourteenth floor, so there was no need for the two of them to fight.

"Boss Xiao, let's come again!" Fei Xuan pushed the copper coin in front of Xiao Se again and took a stance.

Xiao Se said sarcastically: "You were defeated on the thirteenth floor? You are weaker than I thought."

Xiao Se clasped his fists in embarrassment and apologized: "The little guy up there owes me a thousand taels of silver, and I will do my part to help him climb to the sixteenth floor."

Qi Lin waved to Xiao Se, who immediately stood in the middle of the street, blocking Sikong Qianluo who was riding towards him.

Qi Lin let go of Fei Xuan's hand and said half-teaching and half-reprimanding.

"One, one thousand?"

Immediately afterwards, a crisp sound of horseshoes falling on the bluestone came from far and near, and a yellow figure also broke into Qi Lin's eyes.

Lei Wujie drank the tea in one gulp, gritted his teeth and said: "One thousand taels is one thousand taels, tell me, how can I beat that guy?"

Suddenly, an exclamation came from the city: "Miss Sikong is back!" After that exclamation, there was a lot of excitement, and many vendors immediately closed their stalls and started running away without stopping.

This time Li Fansong and Fei Xuan did not dare to answer. If it was an external disaster, nothing could scare them.

"Then let me give it a try!" Lei Wujie's eyes lit up when he mentioned the fight, and he happily returned to Dengtian Pavilion.

This light sentence was no less than a thunder in the hearts of Li Fansong and Fei Xuan.

God, that is the lifelong pursuit of many people!

But the murderous intention just now came from their hearts, without even a hint of fakeness, which could not but frighten the two best disciples of Qingcheng Mountain's generation.

Qi Lin flicked his index finger, and three copper coins returned to Feixuan. Then seven swords flew out of the sword box one by one, and the aura enveloped the entire teahouse.

"Have peace of mind in divination, everything is with me!"

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