The look in No. 13's eyes became sharp and murderous.
If it is really related to the gods, then he will definitely be killed without mercy.
The word "gods" is an absolute taboo in the inner court. Anyone who touches it will die!
Lu Chunfeng shook his head: "Probably not."
"Not the gods? Then who else can accept sacrifices from others?"
Mr. Qi was halfway through his words when he suddenly realized: "Could it be him?"
But then he denied himself: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! That person has disappeared long ago!"
Lu Chunfeng said leisurely: "In addition to the gods, there are also demigods who can also accept sacrifices. But as far as I know, the demigod who recently appeared in our inner court has already died on the ninth floor of the heavenly prison.
Right?"
Mr. Qi murmured and nodded: "That person must be dead, and he cannot be dead anymore. This is absolutely unquestionable."
"No. 4 should not have been sacrificed, but another evil secret technique that looks very similar."
"Humph, I didn't expect this coward to hide quite deep."
At this moment, only one person, No. 13, survived at the scene.
Although from the beginning to the end, no one discovered how he set up the formation, even if he goes back to review it now, it is difficult to find clear traces.
But after eliminating all other possibilities, even if the remaining possibility is impossible, it is still the truth.
But this truth was really hard to accept for a while.
Everyone is looking at Mr. Qi.
Although many of them are on his side, there are also many who are gloating about his misfortune. After all, with his character as Young Master Qi, it is impossible not to offend others.
Mr. Qi suddenly couldn't get off the tiger.
The hole he dug for Lin Yi just now is as deep as the hole he dug for himself. The key is that with so many people watching, he has no chance to crawl out secretly.
At this time, Lin Yi said: "If Mr. Qi finds this result unacceptable, it's okay if he doesn't want to admit it. After all, it's human nature, so I don't care."
"I don't want to admit my fault! Go out and ask around. Am I the kind of person who refuses to admit my fault?"
Mr. Qi uttered a curse word, and then without saying a word, he directly handed Lin Yi Ten Thousand Luck in front of everyone.
This handwriting is quite grand.
Zhao Feng was not satisfied: "Is the bet you just mentioned more than this?"
Mr. Qi snorted, opened his mouth and screamed three times in front of everyone present, and then said with a dark face: "Is this okay?"
Zhao Feng looked at Lin Yi with a strange expression and shrugged: "Although it sounds a bit difficult to deal with, since you have already screamed, it should be harder to hear it."
After all, the other party is the parent and son of the contemporary King of Qi, and to some extent represents the face of the entire Prince of Qi's palace. If you really keep an eye on this kind of thing too much, you will definitely get into trouble later.
What's more, Lin Yi didn't come here specifically to offend the other party.
What we have just done is just a foreshadowing, and the real drama is coming next.
Sure enough, Mr. Qi immediately shouted: "Lin Yi, I admit that you had good luck just now, but that's all. If you really have the confidence, do you dare to gamble with me again?"
"Another bet?"
Lin Yi raised his eyebrows: "Still the same bet?"
Mr. Qi snorted: "What's the point of just one bet? If you want to bet, bet ten games in a row. I'll bet you one hundred thousand luck. Whoever wins more will take away one hundred thousand luck. And from now on, as long as
When you see the other person, you must kneel down and kowtow, do you dare?"
Zhao Feng curled his lips and said: "You can't afford to lose now. If you really want to lose, will you kneel down and kowtow to Lin Yi? Is the Qi Prince's Mansion behind you willing?"
Based on the behavior of Mr. Qi just now, he might be willing to risk it all, but in that case, where would the face of Prince Qi's house be?
This kind of bet is just a scam.
Mr. Qi ignored her and stared at Lin Yi: "Stop talking nonsense, I'm just asking you if you dare?"
Lin Yi smiled: "Since Mr. Qi is so interested, I will accompany him to the end."
"good!"
Mr. Qi was overjoyed, but he was afraid that Lin Yi would not agree and would give up as soon as he was ready, leaving him without a chance to regain his position.
In this scene just now, he was indeed careless.
However, No. 13's method of secretly setting up formations to steal chickens has only been used once, and it will never be effective again.
In the final analysis, this was just an accident, but it can never happen again. He will still personally arrange the death row in every subsequent game, and it will still be his absolute home court.
If you only bet on one game, there might be a slight possibility of capsizing accidentally, but since you are betting on ten games in a row, the possibility of capsizing has been completely blocked.
He didn't even know how he lost.
Lin Yi added: "But I have a condition. He must win every one of the next ten gambling games, and I will choose him."
The direction of Lin Yi's finger was exactly No. 13 in the corner of the wall at this moment.
The whole place was in an uproar.
Mr. Qi suddenly laughed out loud: "Okay, since you are determined to be tied to death with this coward, then I will help you!"
"But whether he can meet your conditions depends on whether he is so lucky."
"Because it's very possible that he won't be there in the next game."
While he was talking, he had arranged for a new batch of death row prisoners to enter. The rules were still the same as before. The only difference was that there was a familiar face named No. 13.
The rest of the audience looked at Lin Yi, all looking at aliens.
It's extremely unlucky for Number Thirteen to step on dog poop once. Do you really expect to step on dog poop every time, and it's extra-large dog poop?
Do you really think of No. 13 as your thigh?
"No. 2, I am optimistic about you this time, so behave well."
While Mr. Qi was speaking, he pointed at No. 13 with his lips raised.
Number two in the field immediately nodded in understanding.
Each of them, these death row prisoners, are very aware of Master Qi's power in the prison system. If they want to survive, the only way is to hold onto Master Qi's thigh.
Now that I have a rare opportunity to please Mr. Qi, I have a clear mind as to what to do next.
As expected.
A new round of death matches has just begun, and No. 13, who is huddled in the corner, has become the target of public criticism.
It wasn't just Mr. Qi's favorite No. 2 who rushed to deal with him, many other death row prisoners also had the same idea.
As long as No. 13 can be killed first, it is possible to win the favor of Mr. Qi, and the chance of survival will naturally be higher.
The death row prisoner's wish is so simple and simple.
"It's so miserable."
Seeing No. 13 being swallowed up by the sand with an expression of infinite horror, Mr. Qi showed a joking expression and said to Lin Yi from a distance: "It's such a pity that your bet is over so quickly. Think about the next one quickly."
Choose who you want, if you don’t have any information, I can give you one, don’t say I’m bullying you.”
Lin Yi shouted: "Master Qi, don't speak too early."