My filial piety has gone bad

She was wearing a bright red thin shirt, her delicate face was radiant, and there was always a smile on her lips.

Xiao Ran can understand that now that Dou Youming is so popular, it's hard for her not to get rich.

Master, however, had a sad face, and he was not at all happy to return from victory.

The majestic chest was placed on the stone table, looking broad and vast, and the picturesque face made her side face into a bun shape, and her slender and clean hands were playing with the chess pieces listlessly.

Looking at the tired and empty eyes, she didn't even know where she was.

Xiao Ran felt something was wrong, and asked tentatively:

"Master, don't you... lose all your money?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Ling Zhouyue slapped the chessboard with a slap, which disturbed the chess game that was about to lose, and also shook her chest up and down, making intoxicating waves.

Xiao Ran understands, there is no more to lose.

The master has a straight face, even though his complexion is gloomy and listless, he is still more beautiful than the honored wife who has changed her hair.

"Can Dou Youming be called losing? This is for the future of mankind, sacrificing the ego."

Ling Zhouyue used to go to the gambling house, and she always disguised herself as a weak woman with a lot of money, and was repeatedly cheated, and then caught the other party and lost money.

At this time, the casino came forward to fight with the mud, and she was incapable of spoiling, and the casino was not for nothing. Immediately, people used force, and she took advantage of the situation to tear down the casino and made a fortune. She even used the light and shadow stone to record the whole process, so that the local city owner dared not To say a word, I can only admit defeat.

Relying on this method of fishing to enforce the law, she went to the major gambling houses in the True Spirit Continent, and she succeeded every time, making a steady profit without losing money, maintaining her high annual money for drinking.

But in Chaos City, as the founder and number one villain of Dou Youming, she went to various gambling houses to participate in teaching activities.

It turned out that someone always wanted to challenge her for real money.

Ling Zhouyue was immersed in the honor of the founder, and she had studied Dou Youming for more than a month in advance. She thought her technology was strong and accepted the challenge repeatedly, and then...

There's no after that.

During the ten days when Xiao Ran left, she only lasted five days before losing all her money.

More than 50 spirit stones, magic crystals, and all kinds of objects were lost.

So for the remaining five days, she angrily went back to Baiye Pavilion to sleep, but she didn't see anyone, and the undead did not get out of bed.

From Master's listless demeanor, and Master's wife's hinting eyes, Xiao Ran understood everything.

To him, it is a good thing for Master to lose money.

If the master wins money and becomes a rich woman who never lacks money, how can Xiao Ran use the money to grab the master's wool?

Seeing that the cash cow has returned, Ling Zhouyue immediately regained her fighting spirit and wanted to make a comeback.

"You, Xiao Ran, take me as a teacher to win money!"

Xiao Ranxiao smiled.

Helping Master win money, how can it be worthwhile to give money directly?

If you win money and become a rich woman, will you still treat your apprentice as a treasure?

"Master, you have been too tired recently, let's go back to the sect to rest first, the Daoist League will have tasks soon."

"What mission?"

"The task of getting rich."

When Ling Zhouyue heard this, she temporarily suppressed her fighting spirit.

When Xiao Ran goes out, he doesn't talk about getting rich, he can just pick up money at will; if he wants to get rich, then he can't fly in the sky?

Chen Ziyan made Xiao Ran a cup of avocado milk tea and motioned him to sit down and taste it.

"I heard that you have the giant armor of the ancient god bird and Yanmo in your hand. If you want to sell it, you can find me. The more precious things are, the higher the price they will be sold in Bai Ye."

Ling Zhouyue almost forgot about these two treasures, her spirits suddenly cheered up, her bright eyes stared at Xiao Ran faintly, hinting frantically.

Xiao Ran was unmoved, and only said:

"I have to go back and tinker with these two things. Mistress, don't worry, if I want to sell them one day, I will definitely come to my mistress."

Chen Ziyan smiled cleverly and took a sip of tea, then looked at Ling Zhouyue.

"Your disciple is a treasure, and the Taoist League thinks highly of it. No matter how the situation changes in the future, you can live in style."

Ling Zhouyue was a little disappointed, pouted and said:

"How precious? If you want [-] million spirit stones, I'll sell them to you."

Chen Ziyan smiled and said:

"I'm afraid that after buying it, I'll lie beside him in the middle of the night, and let him run back to Zongzhi Mountain."

Xiao Ran smiled and said nothing.

Ling Zhouyue nodded in satisfaction and got up to see off the guests.

"Let's go, when you charge the gambling house, remember to give me some dividends. Next time I have a chance to make a fortune, I will only spoil you."

Chen Ziyan stood up, bowed slightly, and smiled sweetly:

"Sister Yue is too far-fetched, she won't lose your dividend, remember to come and play often."

……

In the inner city, in an underground palace.

The palace is tall and empty, with five huge pillars propping up the dark dome, echoing the distant and near, empty and strange ghost sounds, tearing apart the souls of all nearby.

In the pool filled with magma and venom in the middle, a tall, muscular man pulled out the ice sword from his chest and walked out naked.

His eyes were hollow and blue, the sea of ​​air was vast and calm, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, but the sense of power emanating from all over his body seemed to be able to sanctify his body and break through the sky.

The naked man is one of the current Jiuyao, a monk in the Mahayana period, the lord of the Chaos City——

Luo Cheng.

There was a sudden murmur in the surroundings, and the poisonous mist slowly dissipated.

A tall woman with beautiful facial features and thin, gorgeously dressed woman walked into the palace slowly, and only bowed and stopped when she was ten feet in front of the man.