Suddenly, the tiger's head, whose nerves were tightly tugged by this thrilling gambling game, took the lead in clapping his hands.
Then, applause broke out, resounding like thunder through the tent.
On the other hand, Kong Wu was so angry that he jumped up and down.
It's not that he can't afford to lose, but that he lost this game inexplicably, and he didn't even see why he lost.
One moment, he was mocking someone for his name, and the next moment, he was completely defeated. This person is really loud.
While I am not angry, I am also deeply frustrated.
Kong Wu's eyes were covered with red threads, and his clenched fists were trembling slightly.
If he just gave up like this, he wouldn't be able to rest in peace until he died. He slammed the table and shouted:
"One more bet, I really don't believe in this evil!"
"Whatever!" Young Master Ye remained lukewarm.
But Kong Wu is a typical person who learns from every experience.
With the lessons learned last time, I learned a lot this time.
He only focused his gaze on the gaming table and the dice cup, no longer looking at Young Master Ye.
Sure enough, it worked. The capital that Young Master Ye just returned and the jade pendant returned to Kong Wu without any suspense.
Kong Wu burst out laughing!
The huge laughter shook the roof of the tent. I was really unhappy, and I completely fell into a crazy excitement.
This time Gongzi Ye really lost.
He took a long breath, and his eyes flickered with a startling ferocity.
Turning his hand under his sleeve, the people in the room felt a dazzling light flash by, instantly stinging their eyes.
When people took a closer look, Gongziye already had a short knife as thin as a cicada's wings in his hand.
With the slightest movement of Young Master Ye, the blade of the blade shone with a frightening stream of light.
The brilliance is clear and the edge is clear.
Just listen, Young Master Ye's indifferent and ethereal voice echoed in the room again:
"This sword is called "Phoenix Wing". It was forged from cold iron for thousands of years and is priceless."
The two handles on the left and right of the "Feng Yi Dao" were given by Feng Yelin's mentor, Master Zhuo Qing, as a gift from a hermit when he was traveling in his early years.
Therefore, although they are called peerless swords, they are not well-known among the people.
Outsiders don't even know that these two magic weapons belong to the prince and the princess respectively.
But gold will shine, and as soon as the sword appeared, even the minions in the room let out bursts of exclamation.