"Now that I've made the rules for my opening bet."

"Then you can bet."

With that, Qiu Jin waved his hand and put out a wall of fire behind him.

"If you want to bet, write down the amount you bet and the name of the boy."

"When the results come out, I will give you the benefit."

"Or you'll lose money and make a lot of money."

"I'll do it myself."

Qiu Jin said with a smile.

Sitting on one side, countless storage rings and bags flew directly to the hill.

When Qiu Jin waved his fingers, these storage rings and bags flew directly to the wall of fire in the sky.

And in the firewall, it's the amount of money someone has bet on.

"Qiu Jin, it seems that you often gamble with this method."

Seeing Qiu Jin's hand, the owner of the cold winter Valley said coldly.

Maybe it's because of the attribute. This cold winter Valley is even a pharmacist with the attribute of fire.

But the fire of the valley master in cold winter is the ice burning, which is very strange.

"Qu Mo, speaking of gambling, I can't compare with you."

"You're a cold guy on weekdays."

"If you go into a casino, you'll be surprised by your nature."

Qiu Jin said with a little ridicule.

Qu Mo, the leader of the cold winter Valley, immediately changed his face when he heard Qiu Jin's words.

"You know me?"

Qu Mo was surprised. He didn't expect that Qiu Jin knew what he liked to gamble about.

"Hey, hey, you forget, I have a cloak?"

Qiu Jin said with a strange smile.

His cloak of concealment is able to isolate all breath and other people's exploration.

"The cloak of concealment."

"You bastard."

"You followed me?"

Cold winter Valley owner a little angry said.

Qiu Jin exposes his own embarrassment. The owner of the cold winter Valley doesn't have a good attitude.

"Well."

"Qu Mo, you can't say that."

"I just bumped into you by accident."

Last time I was wandering in the holy land of Beiyuan, you were also here.

It's just that I didn't expect to be an old gambler.

Qiu Jin's face laughed even more.

"You old thing."

Qu Mo's icy face turned red because of his embarrassment.

"Hey, hey, don't get excited, don't get excited."

"It's not a bad thing to like gambling."

"It's just, you guy, you don't have to hold it like ice on weekdays."

"Strange."

Qiu Jin said with a smile.

Seeing that Qu Mo wanted to attack, Qiu Jin opened his mouth again.

"Hey, these two little guys, who are you going to win?"

Qiu Jin asked with a smile.

Qiu Jin's friendly question made Qu Mo angry.

His old face a cold, a board, directly threw out a string of streamer.

"A hundred drops of the spirit of the saint, I'll bet that boy of Chonglou wins."

Qu Mo said coldly.

"Hey, Qu Mo, you're a little out of line."

The maximum limit is ten drops of the spirit of the saints, and Qu Mo, the owner of the cold winter Valley, bet 100 drops directly.

This makes Qiu Jin a little helpless.

"If you don't answer, someone will."

"A hundred drops of Saint spirit gambling, who wants to play?"

Qu Mo said to a group of old monsters.

"Qu Mo, one hundred drops. I'll take it with you."

Said, someone directly threw out a hundred drops of Saint spirit.

"Quesch."

This man's hand, Chonglou brow slightly wrinkled, Xiayang Valley main Qiu Jin is also brow slightly wrinkled.

"This hundred drops of the spirit of the saints, I'll gamble with quesch."

"Here you are, I'll bet ten more drops."

With that, Qu Mo threw out ten drops of Saint spirit.