The villain after passing through the book, he just wants to destroy the world

Mo Rubai was pushed out unexpectedly, and his expression was still a little dazed, what the real Ling Zhi wanted to do.

What does Shen Zhiwei want to do?Naturally, it is to help the hero and heroine "cultivate" the relationship.

Yes, Xuefu is also one of the heroines, but only half of the heroines. Compared to Ming Xiangchu, Xuefu is Mo Rubai's first woman, the one who made Mo Rubai a man completely .

However, because of Xuefu's special attributes, she had countless men before the male lead, so she was considered "half" the female lead.

Men, all have the idea of ​​saving Fengchen.

After Xuefu broke her body for the male lead, she has been wholeheartedly only being his woman ever since, even if she doesn't have a title, it doesn't matter, Shen Zhiwei feels it's a pity that such a chic woman bumped into the male lead.

"Little Martial Uncle," Mo Rubai asked suspiciously, "What do I need to do?"

"Why do you ask him?" Xuefu thought that although this man was a little short in stature, he was still young, and if he grew older, he might have a strong body, so he wanted to seduce him , but, tsk...

"You are a good boy, why do you have to ask others everything?" Xuefu sneered, "Come here, I will teach you a few tricks, if you lose your pants in the casino later, you can only cry. "

How could Mo Rubai not understand this woman's yin and yang?He said coldly, "In that case, let's start."

The smile on Xuefu's face couldn't hold back anymore, why did this person's aura change?

Shen Zhiwei said displeasedly, "What are you dawdling about, girl, we only have half an hour."

Xuefu felt that he must have felt wrong, and put a fake smile on his face again, "Then, let's start."

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Half an hour passed quickly. When the owner of the teahouse opened the door, he looked at the tired old hag lying on the chair, and then looked at the two radiant men. , It would be nice not to suck the man dry, why now she seems to be sucked dry by the man?

The owner of the teahouse clasped his fists at the two men with a serious expression, "I admire you."

Mo Ru Bai Zhang Er was puzzled, what did he admire?

But Xuefu understood, stretched her waist, and said cursingly, "What admiration, I don't have a business today, let's go, go to the casino!"

Now it's the teahouse owner's turn to be confused, didn't they open?Were the three of them really drinking tea for half an hour?

The owner of the teahouse didn't think too much, after quickly packing up his things, he ran in one direction.

It's a casino that opens once a month.

The casino is one of the purposes of many monks coming to the "third floor", which is why there are so many people today.

Shen Zhiwei looked at the somewhat stiff snake in the corner, hooked the corners of his mouth, and said to Mo Rubai, "I want it later."

"Ah?" Mo Rubai looked at the babbling snake and asked uncertainly, "Little uncle, it's just a snake."

"I still lack a spiritual pet," Shen Zhiwei answered irrelevantly, "It's not bad."

Is there anything special about this snake?

Mo Rubai couldn't help but take a few more glances, but accidentally met the snake's gaze. For a moment, he felt his scalp go numb and his blood flow backwards all over his body. He wanted it!

Mo Rubai forced himself to come back to his senses, this is something Ling Zhi really likes... But in a vague way, Mo Rubai always felt that this snake belonged to him!

Shen Zhiwei is in a good mood, not only can he snatch his spiritual pet in front of the protagonist, but he also wants the protagonist to hand over the spiritual pet to him!

This feeling is not bad.

"You don't want to?" Shen Zhiwei smiled slightly, stretched out two fingers, and pinched Mo Rubai's slender chin, "But what to do, I've fallen in love with it."

Shen Zhiwei's lips under the mask were rosy, and when he looked at him with a half-smile, he always felt that he was seducing him, Mo Rubai's heart beat a little faster, and he said, "I will win it back for you."

Mo Rubai thought for a while, grabbed Shen Zhiwei's hand that was still pinching his chin, and asked, "Little Martial Uncle, why don't you play by yourself?"

If Daoist Ling Zhi played in person, the odds of winning might be even greater.

"Because I trust you more," Shen Zhiwei took out his hand, "Let's go, it's about to start."

Why is Ling Zhiren's attitude towards him so strange?

Mo Rubai looked at Shen Zhiwei's fair chin in amazement, this person was clearly his enemy, how could such a vicious person say such a thing?

Mo Rubai didn't think too much, because the bet was about to start.

The so-called gambling game is different from that in the human world, and it is not just an ordinary game of shaking the dice.

Who among the cultivators has no aura?If it is an ordinary dice shake, everyone wants to cheat to control the points. If you don't shake the dice, the dice will be crushed into powder.

The gamble here uses dice made of condensed spiritual power. The two sides compete secretly, and they must roll the required points in order to win.

This sounds simple, but it is actually very difficult.

First, all the dice need is a little spiritual power. If they are not controlled and the dice are scattered, then both parties will lose and the dealer will win.

Second, it is not a simple matter to condense things with spiritual power, so this spiritual power is actually "magic energy".It's just for the sake of saying it nicely, it's called spiritual power.

Only lunatics like the "Three Layers" can think of using magic energy to make "dice".

To make a dice, a low-level monster needs to have its magic energy extracted.

When the magic energy is drawn out, the monster is naturally dead.

This "three floors" has been open for so long and no monsters have found revenge, which is quite capable.

I don't know if this "three layers" has anything to do with the Cangqiong Sect.

"Little uncle, when will we start?" Mo Rubai also knew the rules just now, and he was a little worried, "I always feel that something will happen."

"What nonsense are the kids talking about!" A burly man next to him "spit" on the ground, "Every kid is like a kid, if you can't talk, go home and drink milk!"

Mo Rubai's face turned red when he was scolded like this. Just as he was about to defend himself, he saw his own hand raised up and patted the big man lightly.

In the next second, the big man fell to the ground with a "plop".

"Hahaha..." There was a burst of laughter around.

The big man clearly only saw the boy lightly slapped his palm, and he fell to the ground. He knew that he had kicked the iron plate. Fortunately, this place is on the "third floor". If he was outside, he might die Guaranteed.

Therefore, the big man just turned pale, cupped his fists at Mo Rubai, and left without looking back.

Mo Rubai turned his head in surprise, looking at the calm little uncle.

Shen Zhiwei was dissatisfied with Shang Mo Rubai's gaze, "His mouth is too stinky."

Was it really the little master who acted for him?

"Come, come! The first game has begun!"

Mo Rubai wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a voice.

"The first thing - monster!"

Following the sound, a young girl suddenly appeared in the stands!