Give Star Iron a little MC shock

"Then let's begin!"

The four started shuffling and stacking the cards, while March 7th had no choice but to stand behind Xing He, waiting for him to lose a hand so he could pull him away quickly.

After all four of them had their cards, Xing He quietly zoomed in on the minimap a little, and then zoomed out again.

After the settings were completed, the minimap, which was originally filled with names, became much cleaner, with only Xing He and the others' names remaining, as well as the physical names of the Imperial Jade Tokens, such as [Imperial Jade Token - Three Stripes].

Xing He glanced at Qing Que and the other two players' cards and chuckled to himself.

Don't blame me, it doesn't count as being on if I forgot to turn it off!

"Yaoji!"

"Hu!"

"Hongzhong!"

"Hu!"

After a few rounds, Qingque started to have some doubts about life. She didn't know why, but playing cards with Xing He felt very frustrating.

Every time she got a winning hand, Xing He would discard the tile to defend, and when they finished, he would find that three of the tiles she needed to win were in Xing He's hand!

She casually played a card, and Xing He suddenly shouted "Hu!"

After several rounds, she either didn't win or was the one who won, while her other two mahjong partners became nothing more than the atmosphere-creating group.

After playing a few rounds, Xing He had had his fill of cards. He rubbed his wrists and said, "Miss Qingque, can you now honor your bet and help with the divination?"

"I refuse to accept this!" Qingque pouted defiantly. "Who just leaves after winning?"

The two card players exchanged a silent glance.

Clearly, Qingque is out of control.

Xing He rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Please, we're in a hurry. If you don't want to, we'll just have to go to the Temple."

"this..."

Qingque sighed; it was her own fault for having promised to do so.

"Alright, I'll do the divination for you guys. I'll tidy up the card table while I do."

When the game ended, the two card players helped Qingque tidy up.

Xing He stood to the side with San Yueqi and waited.

As Qingque was clearing the card table, Xing He's phone suddenly vibrated. He took it out and saw that an unknown user had added him as a friend through some unknown means.

[Silver Wolf: I am Silver Wolf]

[Xing He: I am the First Emperor, V me 50.]

[Silver Wolf: ? I just spent all my money on in-game purchases. I'll definitely do it next time, but before that, take a look at this.]

Silver Wolf sent Xing He a link, which he clicked on out of curiosity. His phone then switched to a live stream.

In the live stream, an orange-haired girl is walking shivering through a bamboo forest.

"Dear viewers, Xiao Guizi has learned from an informant that a strange creature is lurking near Jinren Alley. Rumor has it that it's thin, with arms longer than its legs! It makes 'cooing' sounds from time to time and can even teleport! Give Xiao Guizi a thumbs up, and Xiao Guizi will take you to find this eerie creature!"

Xing He was completely confused by the content in the live stream. Was this promotion bought by the blogger?

Just as Xing He was puzzled and about to leave the live stream to ask Yin Lang what she meant, a figure that Xing He was very familiar with suddenly appeared on the screen.

An Enderman was seen holding a glittering sphere in its hands, its back to Gui Naifen. Then it slowly turned around and made a "coo" sound.

The next moment, Gui Naifen screamed, the live stream screen shook and finally crashed to the ground.

"Little Black? What's it holding in its hand?"

Although Xiao Hei's appearance surprised Xing He, it didn't hold any appeal for him.

He doesn't need the Ender Pearl yet.

After leaving the live stream, Xing He immediately asked Silver Wolf.

[Xing He: What do you mean by this? You just wanted me to see this?]

[Silver Wolf: I see you really don't understand! Think carefully about my name. That's all I can say! Goodbye!]

After leaving those words, Silver Wolf logged off, leaving Xing He bewildered as he turned to ask March 7th a question.

Who is Silver Wolf?

March 7th scratched his head: "Does that sound familiar?"

"You seem to be a member of the Star Core Hunters, why are you asking that?"

Chapter Sixty-Nine: Drawing the sword, so cool!

Xing He was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the message on his phone again, feeling a little uneasy.

What are the Star Core Hunters planning? They seem to have absolutely no hostility towards them.

Now that they feel they have no leads, they've gone out of their way to deliver the goods to their door.

Regardless of whether the other party had laid any traps, Xing He felt that he had to follow this line rather than wander around aimlessly like a headless fly.

Just then, Qingque finished cleaning up the card table, clapped her hands, and walked over. She wasn't very tall, and when she came close to the two of them, she only reached Xing He's lower abdomen. She looked up and asked, "Okay, who do you want me to be? Do you have that person's belongings?"

Xing He handed over his phone: "Do chat messages count?"

Qingque took the phone with a dark expression: "Who asks a fortune teller to provide chat history? At the very least, could you at least provide a photo?"

Hearing Qingque say that, March 7th suddenly became a little worried: "Can't we use chat history?"

"can."

Qingque held his phone in his left hand, while his right hand was fidgeting and calculating. His eyes were slightly narrowed, giving him the air of an old charlatan.

Seeing her like this, San Yueqi couldn't help but whisper to Xing He, "Why do they do divination this way? It's the same as when I count with my fingers?"

Xing He glanced at March 7 and teased, "You count using your fingers? If two hands aren't enough, do you have to lift your toes and use them to count?"

March 7th reached out and pinched Xing He's arm in an annoyed tone: "What are you doing! It's just counting, can't you help out a little!"

"Okay, okay, you decide. If you don't have enough toes next time, I'll lend you my foot."

"Hey! You deserve a beating!"

"Ahem!"

As the two were chatting, they suddenly heard a soft cough coming from below. They looked down and saw Qingque holding up her phone with an annoyed expression.

"It's already calculated. Here, your phone."

Xing He took the phone from Qing Que and then asked, "Where?"

"At the entrance of Jinren Alley, there are two people, a man and a woman. Well, that's all I can think of."

"Thank you."

Having obtained the information they wanted, Xing He and San Yueqi immediately headed towards Jinren Alley.

Qingque watched the two figures leave, crossed her arms, and muttered something.

"I thought you two were going to have your marriage fortunes told while you were at it."

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At the entrance of Jinren Alley, Ren leaned against the wall, holding his longsword. He looked up at the sky and asked Kafka, who was admiring the scenery with her hands behind her back, with some anxiety.

"Kafka, are we there yet?"

Kafka replied softly without turning her head, "Don't rush, A-Ren, give him some time, he'll be there soon."

Blade took a deep breath: "I hope Elio is right."

In the script Elio gave him, it was written that he would face Xing He, and that Xing He was someone he could not defeat. He would be easily subdued by Xing He and then sent to prison.

Although Elio's scripts are always precise, he still had some expectations that something might change.

For example, Xing He could have killed him completely!

A moment later, footsteps came from outside the alley. Kafka immediately turned her gaze away from the surrounding scenery, raised her hand to tidy her slightly messy hair, and looked in the direction from which the footsteps came.

Ren also perked up, gripped his longsword tightly, and looked towards the alley entrance.

A moment later, Xing He brought March 7 in. When they saw Kafka and Blade, who had been waiting for a long time, they immediately stopped in their tracks.

"waited for so long?"

Xing He glanced at the blade casually before fixing his gaze on Kafka.

Kafka smiled and shook her head: "Not long."

March 7th nudged Xing He's side with her elbow, somewhat annoyed.

"Hey! Why are you chatting like you're an old friend? You didn't get tricked by her again without my knowledge, did you?!"

Blade, somewhat impatiently, gripped his sword and stepped forward.

"Kafka, don't waste your time."

Having said that, Ren drew his sword and charged at Xing He. Xing He and San Yueqi immediately drew their weapons when they saw Ren coming.

Holding the Flame Spear, Xing He did not choose to parry the incoming blade, but instead thrust it directly into Xing He's chest.

Seeing Xing He's attitude of completely abandoning defense and going all out on offense, Ren's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Yes, that's it! Let's fight to the death!"

The flame spear pierced through Ren's chest in an instant, while the longsword in his right hand struck Xing He's breastplate.

Xing He glanced at his health bar; he had only lost half a heart, and then it naturally recovered to full in the next second due to his full satiety.

But the situation with Ren was different. After Xing He's flaming spear pierced through his chest, flames suddenly erupted all over his body, enveloping him in flames and turning him into a human torch.

Nevertheless, Blade still shouted excitedly, "Come on, let's fight to the death!"

Holy crap, there's a lunatic!

Xing He raised his foot and braced it against Ren's lower abdomen, then kicked him away with a sudden stomp.

Xing He's full-force kick sent the blade piercing through several walls like a fireball. The sound of flesh hitting the walls sent chills down one's spine.