dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Seeing that the big gold people are so disrespectful to their little gentleman, the Hui family's children are not happy.

The crowd excitedly took out all their belongings and put them into the gambling game.

Of course, the little mice were all born in poverty, so naturally they didn't have any decent precious items.

All the belongings are just miniature swords, "jelly beans" that are saved up in peacetime and kept for Chinese New Year and birthdays.

Seeing such poor gambling funds, the big gold people don't mind.

For those who are free to fart, it is good to have someone to play with.

Not to mention that people also pressed weapons and "jelly beans", even if they really only pressed a fart, the Dajin people would accept it with a smile.

The big fat golden man sitting in the manor saw that it was almost done, and shouted.

"Buy and leave, willing to gamble and admit defeat, don't go back on your word!"

At this moment, a big man with a wine jug in his hand squeezed into the crowd with drunken eyes.

With a slap, Xuanyuan Sword was slapped on the gambling table.

"Hey, Patriarch, I will bet too, so I will use this Xuanyuan."

"Bet Xiaojiu that he will be killed by the blue sarcophagus after five hundred rounds!"

Seeing Xuanyuan Sword, the Dajin people immediately blushed.

"Grandfather, casinos have no size, do you really place bets?!"

The big man nodded again and again: "Yeah, let's use the Xuanyuan Sword as a bet! Bet that Xiaojiu can last for a stick of incense before being killed by the blue stone coffin!"

The opportunity to "turn over and become the master" is right in front of you, how can the Dajin people miss it, and increase the size again immediately.

Some even took out all their belongings.

"We followed!"

"Emperor Tingmeng is indeed overwhelming the heavens, but he hasn't fully awakened yet. He must not survive five hundred rounds before returning to the ancestral land!"

Just when a group of gamblers were blushing, bursts of fragrance suddenly hit.

Flowers rained down from the fragrance, and the fragrance master appeared gracefully in front of everyone.

"Hey, it's rare that everyone is in such a good mood, and Ben Gong joins in the fun."

While speaking, Xiangzhu reached out and picked a petal from the rain of flowers, and gently placed it on the table.

Put it in the "gambling funds" of the little mice.

"I said that Xiao Jiu will definitely win against the blue sarcophagus!"

Seeing the sudden appearance of the Supreme Holy Empress, the Dajin people all showed "fear".

Even the drunken-eyed big man is like this.

Obviously, these guys who are free to fart have often suffered at the hands of Xiangzhu.

Especially when the other party overwhelmed Emperor Tingmeng to win.

After all, people like myself, just now all shouted that listening to dreams is bound to die... Who doesn't know the relationship between Xiangzhu and Hua Jiunan.

Looks like I'm going to be unlucky again this time...

With this in mind, the style of the entire game suddenly changed, and the "ancestor" became the first "traitor".

He coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, and moved the Xuanyuan Sword to the side of the petals as if nothing had happened.

"Ahem, Patriarch, I have always been optimistic about Xiao Jiu. That child has been extraordinary since he was a child, and the blue stone coffin will definitely not hurt him!"

"I am very supportive of Xiang'er in this round!"

The face of the ancestors, of course, the smart as incense master will give it.

Having said that, it doesn't matter if you don't give it - everyone knows that this person has a problem with Emperor Jiang Chu, and if he loses, he will flip the table...

Although he despised the gambling products of his ancestors in his heart, Xiangzhu still had a smile on his face.

"Xiang'er, thank you, Patriarch."

Seeing that "the enemy is strong and we are weak", the Dajin people followed suit and turned against each other.

In such a "deadly" situation, if you don't correct your attitude quickly, you will be a fool!

Absolute Holy Empress, all the heavens and myriad things are in the calculation of this one, if you bet with her, you will lose!

"Ahem, I am also optimistic about Emperor Meng. In front of his 'old man', the blue sarcophagus is nothing!"

As the Dajin man said, he pretended to be nonchalant and wanted to move his gambling money.

It's a pity that the "conspiracy" didn't succeed, and the incense master smiled and stretched out his hand to stop it.

"Buy and leave the hand, no one cheats, everyone just wait for the willingness to gamble and admit defeat."

"Also, I will tell Tingmeng exactly what you said just now, hehe!"

Seeing this, the Dajin people showed the expressions of dead fathers one by one.

Isn't this the end of the calf!

Not only will he lose all his wealth accumulated over the past ten thousand years, but he will also have to be blocked at home by Emperor Tingmeng to listen to 'Crying for Seven Passes' in the future.

This is really "losing the wife and breaking the army"...

Outside the book: Forced by life, please generate electricity for love for free.

Thank you, old friends, for your continued company!