429: C429 Just Wait and Get Lost!

C429 Just Wait and Get Lost!

Qin Feng looked at him indifferently again and treated him like air. He ignored him and continued to eat and chat with Dung Haimei.

... ""

Once again being ignored by this trash, Jiang Ziqiu felt as if his heart had been stabbed by a knife.

At this moment.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside.

Jiang Ziqiu got up and opened the door to look outside. He saw that there were more than a hundred people in the hall surrounding the three newcomers.

He heard a few words out of curiosity.

It turned out that those three people had come back from the ancient desert city!

Jiang Ziqiu was excited.

He ran to Qin Feng again and said, "Come, let's make a bet. I bet you were bragging just now. If you lose, I will be your grandson! Do you dare?! "

Dung Haimei frowned and said, "Are you done yet?"

" Just this once! "

Jiang Ziqiu said to Qin Feng excitedly, "If I lose, I will get lost without saying anything. But if I win, you get lost. Do you dare?!"

Just now, he had made a bet with Qin Feng.

After being ignored by Qin Feng, he felt helpless.

Because even if he gambled, it wouldn't prove whether what Qin Feng said was true or not.

But now it was different.

Now that someone had returned from the ancient city, it could prove that he was bragging.

Jiang Ziqiu saw that Qin Feng was still unmoved, so he said, "How about this? If I lose, not only will I get the hell out of here... I will add another million! If you lose, you don't need to pay any price. You just need to get lost. This should be enough for you!"

As he spoke, he took out a pen and cheque and wrote down a million.

"What is it? You still don't agree?"

Jiang Ziqiu was excited.

Qin Feng didn't dare to. What did this mean?

It meant that he had a guilty conscience!

"How about this, I will add another two million, a total of three million!! This is enough sincerity!" Jiang Ziqiu wrote another two million yuan check, "If we miss this village, we won't have this shop! If you lose, you don't have to pay, I lose. This three million is yours. Where can you find such a good thing?"

... ""

Qin Feng saw that he didn't even let him have a good meal and said, "Alright! Then it's as you wish."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Jiang Ziqiu looked up to the sky and laughed excitedly. "Hahahaha... Qin Feng, just wait and get lost! Hahaha..."

" Oh?"

Qin Feng blinked in confusion.

He had just made a bet with him. Why was he so excited?

"Qin Feng." After laughing loudly, Jiang Ziqiu said proudly, "Are you thinking in your heart? Anyway, I can't prove that what you just said is false. So you shamelessly refuse to admit that you are pretentious and take the three million. Right?"

"Er..."

Qin Feng shook his head and said, "I bet with you. I just feel that you are too annoying and affect my eating."

"Stop pretending!"

Jiang Ziqiu smiled proudly and said, "Let me tell you, do you know why there was such a big commotion outside just now? It was because someone had come back from the Sand Demon Ancient City! Now your lie must have been seen through! Haha, what are you talking about? There are only 30 Grandmasters left, and only one is left? This is ridiculous. I've long seen through your posturing..."

As he spoke, Qin Feng blushed with shame. He pointed to the door and said, "Big brother, you should go out first and ask that person before coming over!"

"Humph! I will go and understand the situation now!"

Jiang Ziqiu said.

He immediately flung the door open and walked out.

The private room quieted down.

Qin Feng took out the three million check on the table and handed it to Dung Haimei. He said, "You gave one million to One-eye Dragon earlier. Help me collect those medicinal herbs, and I will return three million to you."

... ""

Dung Haimei was stunned and said, "You, you are so confident?"

Although she was willing to believe Qin Feng.

But what Qin Feng said just now was indeed too exaggerated.

Among the sixty people who went, there were thirty Grandmasters, but in the end, only one survived. Just thinking about it was hard to believe.

Furthermore.

His cultivation base was not high, so it could be said that he was very low. Why was he still alive after so many people had died?

"I rarely lie"

Qin Feng shrugged his shoulders.

Outside.

In the hall.

Everyone made a table for the three people who had just entered the hall. They gave them delicious food and drinks. They looked at them with eager eyes, asking them about the situation in the ancient desert city, including Jiang Ziqiu.

Jiang Ziqiu even specially took out a recording pen, wanting to record it for Qin Feng.

Those three people were the Sect Master of Broken Mountain Sect, Zheng Aotian, and his two bodyguards, one fat and one thin.

The three of them had just walked out of the desert, and their cultivation had only recovered halfway. They were hungry and thirsty.

After eating some food, someone finally couldn't help but ask, "Sect Chief Zheng, can you tell everyone what's going on in the ancient city? "

"Sigh..."

Zheng Aotian took a sip of the wine and let out a long sigh. His eyes were filled with endless sorrow.

"Sect Master Zheng, please say it! Have you found the rumored treasure?"

One of them asked anxiously.

"I found it."

Sect Leader Zheng sighed again.

When everyone heard this, they instantly became excited and hurriedly said, "Where's the treasure? Let everyone take a look. According to the legends, that thing is one of the keys to open the Kunlun Cloud. What exactly is it?"

"Unfortunately, I didn't get it." Sect Leader Zheng said again, "I let a Fire Qilin swallow it."

"It could also be..."

The fat guardian chewed on his duck neck as he thought that it might also be in Qin Feng's hands.

However, Sect Master Zheng glared at him. He could only shut his mouth and give him a "I understand, I understand" look. It meant that he could not let more people know about the treasure. Otherwise, it would delay him from snatching it.

"Fire Qilin?!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

The Divine Beast Qilin had only appeared in legends, but it was actually in the ancient city as well.

"Then... what about the others? Why is it only the three of you who came back? When we left, didn't more than ten sects and over sixty people go? " One of them couldn't help but ask again.

"Dead, they're all dead..."

Zheng Aotian let out a long sigh.

"What? "

Everyone exclaimed once again.

"They are all dead? "

"How is that possible!? Of the sixty people, thirty of them were Martial Scholars, and the rest were Half Step Master. How could they be completely wiped out? "

"That's right!"

"This is unbelievable!"

... ""

People discussed animatedly.

Jiang Ziqiu, who was proudly recording, was stunned at this moment.

After that.

Zheng Aotian told everyone about his adventure in the ancient city.

He told them all about the dangers he had encountered.

He told them about the encounter with a genius from the heavens, and how he led them to charge into the tower.

He talked about...

Jiang Ziqiu was not in the mood to listen to all of this, and returned to his private room gloomily.0

"I have already received the money. Can you scram now? "

Qin Feng said as he ate.

Jiang Ziqiu's expression was very ugly, but he was still unconvinced. He said," Humph! You said that thirty Grandmasters died. Although this is correct, you said that you also entered the ancient city. I don't believe this, so I didn't lose! "

"Uh... Then you can continue asking!"

Qin Feng said again.

" Go on and ask? I think we should just ask like this!"

A wicked smile appeared on Jiang Ziqiu's face.

After that, with a "bang," the door of the private room was opened!

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