School flower's personal master

"A draw? Disgusting me? Isn't it because of the yin and yang here?"

Mr. Qi snorted coldly and let go of No. 13. He jumped back to box No. [-] and said disdainfully: "There are still five games left. Let's continue the bet. You haven't won yet, so don't get too happy too early."

Lin Yi nodded: "Then continue."

Seeing this, Lu Chunfeng gave Lin Yi a deep look.

His position has quietly changed at this moment, and he hopes that No. 13 will continue to win as Lin Yi wishes.

After all, as long as people are alive, the clues to the powerful demigods will not be cut off.

The sixth inning started quickly.

Mr. Qi thought of a new way, but the final result was no surprise, and NO.13 had the last laugh.

"Six to zero, you have already lost, there is no need to compete again, right?"

Zhao Feng's face did not conceal the joy and excitement.

Mr. Qi had a dark face and didn't know how to refute.

Although he was furious at this moment, as the dignified heir to Prince Qi's palace, he would not act rogue in public.

But if he was asked to admit defeat to Lin Yi, and even kneel and kowtow to Lin Yi in public as he just said, he couldn't get off the stage for a while.

Lu Chunfeng patted Mr. Qi on the shoulder and said on his behalf: "Brother Lin, a hundred thousand fortunes belong to you. Let's end it today."

Lin Yi glanced at him unexpectedly.

This guy actually didn't sow discord behind Mr. Qi's back, but took the initiative to stand up and be the peacemaker. If anything goes wrong, there must be a monster.

Lin Yi subconsciously glanced at No. 13 in the field, and suddenly understood, and asked meaningfully: "If I were defeated six to zero, I wonder if Brother Lu would stand up and say this?"

"Of course, I regard Brother Lin as a friend, so I will naturally speak for you."

Lu Chunfeng's tone was extremely sincere and always so convincing, which actually made all the second-generation people present subconsciously nod their heads, and even develop a feeling of admiration and friendship.

Even Lin Yi had to sigh, this guy really has a unique talent in winning people's hearts, and most people really can't learn it.

"Okay, since Brother Lu said so, I will give you this face."

Lin Yi immediately took advantage of the slope to get off the donkey.

"Save your mother's face! Can't I afford to lose?"

Without saying a word, Mr. Qi directly handed Lin Yi one hundred thousand luck, then knelt down to Lin Yi and kowtowed heavily.

The audience was dumbfounded.

No one expected that things would actually develop to this point, and that Mr. Qi would actually kneel down and kowtow to Lin Yi.

Now all the pressure came to Lin Yi.

From the scene, it seems that Mr. Qi has indeed lost, and he has lost completely. Together, he not only won 11 yuan in luck, but also forced the noble Mr. Qi to bark like a dog in public, and knelt down to kowtow. What a sight!

But in fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Lin Yi is already being roasted on the fire.

Once today's incident reaches Prince Qi's Mansion, one can imagine what kind of pressure Lin Yi will face.

If it had been any other second generation present, even if they had a strong background behind them, in Lin Yi's position at the moment, their legs would probably be numb.

That's Prince Qi's Mansion!
Looking at the entire Inner Court, there is only one superpower that can be on par with the Qin Palace. If they really want to take revenge, everyone present, who can withstand it?
However, Lin Yi did not react at all and calmly accepted Mr. Qi's kneeling.

"Okay, okay, let's play like this. I'll make you kneel down at some point."

Mr. Qi stood up suddenly, his eyes filled with hatred.

He thought Lin Yi would stop him. After all, anyone with a little bit of brains would never let him kowtow in public.

But I didn't expect that Lin Yi would be so supportive.As everyone knows, what Lin Yi wants is his intense emotional reaction. Only when the emotion is intense enough can some things be done more easily, calmly and seamlessly.

"let's go!"

Mr. Qi glanced at No. 13 in the field hatefully and immediately ordered him to be taken back to the prison.

As for what will happen to NO.13 after he returns to the prison, you can imagine.

Lu Chunfeng's eyelids twitched and he quickly followed.

NO.13 is now an important clue in his eyes, but he cannot let Mr. Qi die because of the torment, otherwise it will be a huge loss.

"Sure enough, I've set my sights on No. 13."

Lin Yi became more and more aware of this.

Originally, he was planning to take action to protect No. 13, but now that Lu Chunfeng is doing it for him, it saves him a lot of trouble.

Lu Chunfeng regarded him as a leek, but now in Lin Yi's eyes, how could he, Lu Chunfeng, not be a big leek?

Zhao Feng asked curiously: "Why is he eyeing NO.13? Does he want to plant the seeds of rare goods in NO.13, or is he interested in NO.13's ability and wants to take him under his command?"

"I'm afraid it's a little deeper."

Lin Yi spoke meaningfully and asked: "How much did you earn?"

Zhao Feng followed him and bet. Although he didn't have much confidence in the first round and didn't bet a lot, the bets in the subsequent six rounds became bigger and bigger.

Zhao Feng chuckled: "One hundred thousand, which is enough for me to have a year's pocket money."

Lin Yi thought for a while and finally said: "It's really annoying."

What makes him angry is not that the other person's income is not much less than his own, but that one hundred thousand fortune is only the other person's pocket money for a year.

You know, even if they reach the threshold of a powerful king, many people may not be able to save a hundred thousand luck in their lifetime!
It can only be said that if you compare goods, you will throw them away, and if you compare people, you will die.

The world is so cruel.

If Lin Yi hadn't seized the opportunity and made a wave of god-level investments, he might have had to look up to such figures for a long time.

As soon as Mr. Qi and Lu Chunfeng left, the atmosphere in Yeyang Palace suddenly turned cold.

Originally, there were quite a few second-generation people who were planning to take the opportunity to get to know Lin Yi, but anyone with a little bit of discernment could see after today's experience that Lin Yi was not an ordinary person and worthy of their efforts to win over and make friends.

But the problem is, Mr. Qi knelt down and kowtowed.

The flames of Prince Qi's Mansion are about to burn Lin Yi. Who dares to get close to Lin Yi at this time?

It's too late to hide.

"What should I say? It's a rare visit. Let's continue to play here, or should we leave?"

Zhao Feng turned to ask Lin Yi.

Although Mr. Qi left the show midway and his solo performance came to an abrupt end, Yeyang Palace has other programs planned. At first glance, it may not be as exciting as a death match, but since it can surround so many second-generation people, there will naturally be a lot of fun. .

But for Lin Yi, this kind of purely luxurious and enjoyable fun is not that interesting.

In comparison, it is even better to use the 11 luck that he just received to go back and rebuild his realm. This is more attractive to Lin Yi.

At this time, someone suddenly knocked on the door outside the box.

"Mr. Lin, Third Master Qi, please come over."

Lin Yi and Zhao Feng looked at each other and immediately followed this person to box number three. (End of chapter)