Yu-Gi-Oh: This card wants to go to you

Luo Bai took a deep breath and slowly stood up.

He glanced coldly at the crowd outside the cage, his eyes like the cold wind in winter, sharp and ruthless.

"Big...big devil..."

The originally noisy crowd was instantly speechless. They all shuddered in unison, trembled, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Thank you." The grizzly bear supervisor on the side said calmly.

It’s hard to say how sad it is, but we have been together for five years.

He looked at the corpse on the ground and felt a strange feeling in his heart. Obviously [Cartoon] is still there, and this deck is not difficult, but I always feel that no one can play with that kind of confidence in [Sinner Market].

When attacking the otk deck, if the user does not have the self-confidence that "I can defeat him" and lacks self-confidence from the soul, it will be very fatal.

Something is gone forever.

The supervisor in black uniform sighed deeply and turned off the lights inside the cage, announcing that it would no longer be open for business today.

The red-dressed dancer outside the cage, with her gorgeous red skirt and blurred eyes, was staring at Luo Bai who had taken off her disguise and revealed her true face. She murmured softly: "It turns out it's him..."

Although the words were as thin as the chirping of mosquitoes, they floated into Yilan's ears accurately.

Yilan frowned slightly, looked at the dancer in red with confusion, and asked, "Have you two met before?

"Uh-" The dancer in red was obviously guilty, her eyes averted, trying to hide her true feelings, "I... met... by chance..."

She stammered, her words revealing mixed emotions.

At this moment, she seemed to catch some subtle movement, her eyes suddenly narrowed, as sharp as a cheetah locking its prey, and she instantly cast her gaze into a dark and obscure corner.

"There is [needle]."

The dancer in red's tone was cold, without any emotion.

[Needle], a slang term in the underground city, refers to people from other fortresses pretending to sneak in, such as agents who come to steal intelligence.

Yilan frowned and glanced around, but couldn't identify the [needle].

"Don't worry, leave it to me." The dancer in red outlined a charming arc with her gorgeous red lips, and she let out a silver bell-like laugh. She winked at Yi Lan and said, "You two continue dating~"

"Then be careful...no!" Yilan was stunned for a moment, an embarrassed and somewhat annoyed look flashed across his face, and he retorted eagerly: "Who is dating him! I just agreed to be his bodyguard for half a day! "

"Ah - ah." The dancer in red did not go into details. She turned around leisurely, facing the bright lights and walked forward slowly, leaving behind a hazy and mysterious figure softened by the halo, and chuckled.

"What girl is not pregnant..."

These words were like a ray of warm wind, blowing gently, causing ripples in Yilan's heart.

A young figure flashed through my mind.

He is young and his face is blurry. He only remembers the iron cage...the scar...the escape...and that...

"Bam—"

Something seemed to break apart in the memory, making a crisp sound, and Yilan woke up suddenly.

She took a deep breath, shook her head, and her expression returned to the coldness of a glacier.

[Sister, it turns out you...]

A distressed voice came from my mind.

"It's all over." Yilan walked towards the betting machine with a cold face, and her fingers quickly moved across the touch screen.

A total of 500 milligrams were bet on the cage and off-site, and 1940 milligrams were returned. In just ten minutes, the net profit was 1.44 carats, which was converted into gold points of almost million.

Gambling wildly into the abyss, money comes like a gust of wind and rain, making people dizzy.

"Don't look at it." Luo Bai walked out of the iron cage and slapped Yilan who was in a daze.

"Next..."

A helpless and slightly tired voice echoed in the air.

Yilan was stunned for a moment, then trotted to keep up with him. After thinking for a while, she decided to ask her doubts: "Why didn't the [King of Cursed Eyes] destroy the [Cartoon Kingdom] before the first attack?"

"Destroy it in advance, and you can attack directly the second time."

In her eyes, Luo Bai is a very detailed duelist and should not make such low-level mistakes.

According to his answer.

It may affect her judgment on whether he is qualified as a [coach].

Luo Bai paused in his steps, with complex emotions intertwined on his face, including emotion, regret, and deep-hidden bitterness. After a moment, he slowly said: "I didn't fight well."

"Mistake."

These words hit Yilan's heart like a heavy hammer, giving her a new understanding of Luo Bai.

He had no excuse.

Just admit it openly.

Luo Bai sighed deeply, silently acknowledging it. His figure looked particularly determined, and his steps were even more resolute, walking towards the next unknown iron cage with a resolute determination.

He did change a bit.

When [Sariye] equipped [Taiyin's Cursed Eye], his right eye also underwent some changes.

At that time, he could see into the world that ordinary people could not touch.

For example, all the lines of the [Curse Eye] card were completely unsealed just now, as if they had life, actively jumping in his mind, and deeply engraved in his memory.

Familiar, as if we have had feelings for hundreds of years.

In addition, he also sees the [sin] in everyone.

For example, Qin Hua’s [sin] can be seen clearly.

"Is the crime punishable by day imprisonment..."

Luo Bai thought of the sentence written in "Basic History" and felt emotional.

As a being who tries to reveal and purify the evil in the world, every time he releases the shackles of sin carried by others, his own hands are inevitably contaminated with new sin.

At the same time, four men in brown trench coats in the dark corner were staring closely at Luo Bai and Yilan.

They were about to move forward when they were stopped by a dark red figure.

"The four of you are a bit unfamiliar." The dancer in red giggled.

It seems to be able to captivate people's hearts and make heaven and earth eclipse.

She took off the veil on her face, revealing her [customized] beauty.

"Red... red leaves..." The eyelids of the four men in brown clothes twitched, and there was a hint of surprise in their hearts, with evil and sycophantic smiles hanging on their lips.

"You...why did you come out..."

Every part of their bodies revealed the uncontrollable physiological reaction of men when facing beautiful women. Their breathing became more and more rapid, and their eyes revealed greed and desire.

Hongye Fengqing smiled very charmingly: "I am so bored in the cage, why don't I come out for a walk."

"You look good."

"Are you a new friend?"

"Yes...yes..." One of them looked at the red leaves, his throat rolled unconsciously, and he was obviously attracted by her charm, and his words were a little nervous, "Let's go over there and have a good chat..."

"How about four of us together? Let's be lively, haha..."

A wild and confused voice echoed in the small corner.

"Of course!" Hongye said happily.

Three minutes later.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The red leaves fell erratically on the three silent corpses like a ghost, and the cold figures intertwined with the surrounding dark night to form a strange picture.

She tightly grasped the collar of the last living man in brown clothes and pulled hard, forcing him to look at her. She held a dagger that shone with cold light and shook it up and down, reflecting a chilling cold light.

"Hey, friend, which fortress is this?"

Hongye asked coldly, but there was a hint of teasing and ridicule in his tone.

"Don't tell me! If you don't tell me, I will..."

"Uh--"

Before Hongye could finish his words, the man in brown vomited a mouthful of blood in pain, with a look of struggle on his face, and his hands pawed at each other, as if he wanted to speak but couldn't.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Hongye pulled out the dagger stuck in his throat.

It seems that it is really difficult to answer questions with someone stuck in their throat like this.

As soon as the dagger was withdrawn, an arrow of blood spurted out from the wound, and a strong smell of rust filled the air.

"Uh--" The man in brown clothes made a more miserable sound in the severe pain and blood loss, his body trembled like a spasm, and his vitality quickly faded like a tide.

"Ah - sorry sorry."

Hongye waved her hands quickly, with a hint of slight guilt on her face.

Then he inserted the dagger back into the person's throat to stop the gushing blood.