Chapter 166 Bet on all the spiritual crystals (2 more votes please)

Author: Shui Qianche

Chapter 166 Bet on all the spiritual crystals (2 more votes please)

‘Chop off the legs’

‘Place your bet, bet quickly’

'Win, win, win them!'

High or low whispers echoed in Mi August's ears, but in fact there was no one around her. These sounds were vying to get into her ears, get into her brain, and pollute her soul.

However, no matter how crazy and irritable they were, they still had no solution and could only circle around Mi August's body like annoying flies.

Annoying is really annoying, but Mi August will not let this annoyance affect his mind.

Compared with the mental pressure caused by transforming into a Yin God in Lingzhou, this level of noise outside the mind is nothing.

"I'm not interested in winning these big bucks." Mi August politely declined the dealer's invitation.

Dealer: "..."

The gamblers around the gambling table all looked at Mi August.

A pair of red-eyed, crazy eyes focused on Mi August.

"Why don't you place a bet?" The disciple who had just lost a thigh and both hands on his upper body and looked extremely embarrassed said grimly.

Another person continued: "Put your legs up, no one can default!"

"Bang -" The gambling table was slapped hard by a disciple, who impatiently cursed Mi August: "Hurry up! Hurry up and place your bets, everyone is waiting for the opening!"

The croupier also said: "The market will not open until everyone has placed bets. Girl, everyone is waiting for you."

As soon as she said this, the eyes staring at her became even more fierce. Some of them had already cast spells, and there were strong signs that she would be attacked by everyone if she didn't place a bet.

Mi August and the dealer looked at each other. The dealer pointed his finger at the sieve cup again and again. After pointing with five fingers, he switched to the other hand.

The atmosphere became more and more solemn as time passed, and the dealer's eyes became more and more greedy.

Mi August approached the gambling table.

The croupier's expression paused for a moment, then he stared at her thighs maliciously.

Mi August opened the book of good and evil, took out a centipede-like artifact from it, broke off one of the artifacts with more than a dozen legs and placed it on the gambling table.

"Let's start the trading." Mi August raised his head and said to the dealer.

At this moment, the croupier's brows could squeeze out a mosquito. It stared at Mi August with fear and anger, and veins bulged in the hand holding the sieve cup.

Although she was so angry but did not take action, Mi August understood that her behavior was within the rules.

"We agreed that the minimum bet would be one leg." She smiled.

The croupier stared at Mi August with a serious look that said, "I remember you," and shouted hoarsely: "Buy the deal and leave! Go -"

The sieve cup is opened, and the five sieves inside are still spinning in circles. Look carefully where the sieves are, and they are clearly five eyeballs.

They rotated and collided, breaking one after another, and in a moment only the last one was left to survive.

The dealer narrowed his eyes.

In the hand holding the cup, the nail of one finger suddenly extended, and it was about to poke the eyeball.

"Tong——" it grinned, and was about to say the word "kill".

The sharp nails were cut by the shadow and fell to the ground. At the same time, the remaining eyeball also stopped turning and stayed steadily on the table.

The croupier's smile froze on his face, and then his whole body trembled with anger.

Its gaze turned on the faces of all the gamblers, and finally landed on Mi August's face.

Mi August pointed to the small circle where he placed his bet, "Is this supposed to mean I won?"

The croupier stared at her, "One, small!"

"Win, win!"

"Ah! Come again!"

"Why not big!?"

The noisy shouts ranged from laughter to anger, and the disciples around him were no different from the gamblers in an ordinary gambling house.

Mi August saw that the winning disciple's thigh wound healed automatically, as if it had never been injured before, while the losing disciple's thigh wound was still missing, and the blood from the wound continued to flow. According to this flow rate, if no bandage was used to stop the bleeding, even if

His spiritual constitution is far beyond that of ordinary people, and he cannot sustain it for long.

As one of the winners, Mi August got back his magic weapon leg, and also received an unknown thigh.

She didn't have a hobby of taking someone's thigh. She would give it back to the other person after asking whose thigh it belonged to.

"What are you betting on?" As the master of the thigh, the male disciple asked Mi August mechanically.

Mi August: “No gambling.”

The male disciple looked confused for a moment, and then said angrily: "Why don't you gamble!"

Mi August ignored him, turned around and left.

"Guest." A woman dressed as a maid blocked her way, "Guest, don't leave in a hurry. You are not interested in thighs. There are always other things here that interest you."

Mi August had no intention of leaving like this, but the monster obviously didn't know what she was thinking and was trying his best to keep her.

"I make a bet with the guest that the guest won't dare to go inside." The maid with a dead face showed a smile that she thought was very kind and pointed to a direction in the room. "The bet is up to the guest."

This bet is a giveaway - as long as you go in, you can get the bet you want.

This is also a clear inducement to lure out the greed in your heart.

As long as you have a trace of greed, you will be stimulated to the maximum by the power of a certain rule.

The maid was still tempting, "Think about it, whether it's cultivation, spells, memory, body, everything, as long as you have it, you can use it as a bet."

Mi August looked moved.

The maid smiled with satisfaction, her eyes like looking at the larvae that automatically fell into the spider web.

Mi August said as she wished: "Then let's bet all the spiritual crystals we each have now."

Maid: "..."

All the spiritual crystals each possesses?

There is nothing wrong with this at first glance, but as a weirdo with gambling as the rule, he can catch the twists and turns of betting in a flash.

The maid is not a separate individual, she is part of the ghost story.

Once this bet is established, the bet will be on the ghost story itself.

Except for Mi August herself, no one knows how many spiritual crystals she has in all her so-called spiritual crystals.

This is not a fair bet.

But it doesn't matter.

The prey has already bitten the bait, just waiting for her to walk in...

In the end, what is exported will be won back.

The maid nodded, "Okay."

Come in, come in quickly.

Mi August didn't move and asked again: "Will the bet be delivered immediately?"

An impatient look appeared on the maid's face for a moment, "Of course, guest."

Mi August turned around and walked towards the small door it pointed to.

A gloomy gaze was locked behind her until she crossed the threshold, and the owner of the gaze became ecstatic.

"Welcome to the guest room!"

The beautiful woman in imperial attire holding a cigarette stick in her hand said charmingly to Mi August, "Guest, please come and take a seat."

As soon as she said these words, Mi August felt an undeniable force of rules suppressing her and moving forward.

I saw a square card table in front of me, and a woman in royal attire was sitting on one of the seats.

There are people on both sides of it. On the left is a bald old man, and on the right is a young man wearing the uniform of Du'e Academy.

Mi August sat opposite the woman in palace attire under the power of rules.
Chapter completed!