When the food and wine arrived, only the couple ate.
Little Mengmeng is not interested in these foods, but Little Dream Beast is very obsessed with wine.
Qu Tan'er did not force Xiao Mengmeng to eat, because the food of the monster tribe is different from that of humans. They are not good at eating ordinary human food. If they eat meat, it must be the meat of monster beasts, so that it will be helpful to them.
Otherwise, it's spiritual fruits, elixirs, elixirs, etc., everything that has spiritual energy and can be eaten.
The drunk little dream beast is extremely cute.
When Xiao Mengmeng mentioned it, she whispered something in its ear.
Hearing this, the little dream beast blinked in confusion, and then looked at Mo Liancheng cutely. Suddenly, it was using its magical power to make Mo Liancheng fall asleep.
In just a moment, Mo Liancheng's long sleeves flicked.
The little dream beast disappeared in an instant and was thrown into the Nine Heavens Tower.
Qu Tan'er also flashed and kicked Xiao Mengmeng out of the courtyard in an instant, scolding: "If I don't beat you for a day, your skin will be itchy."
"Master, I'm so bored, just let me take to the streets..."
"Besides, I'll let you stay in Jiuxiao Tower."
"Forget it, I'm watching the stars in the courtyard. You don't have to worry about me."
"..." Damn, this guy, it's broad daylight now!
In the evening.
Qin Ling and others rushed back happily, seemingly having a great time.
In the evening, Mo Liancheng and Qu Tan'er went into the room to rest, but it was extremely lively outside.
After holding it in for a day, Xiao Mengmeng actually took out a luminous pearl and said in the hall that he was going to start a gambling game, betting big or small. As soon as he made a sound, the others were not allowed to sleep. Qinling could just ignore Xiao Mengmeng if he wanted to, but...
When he mentioned this, he also wanted to bet. Xiao Mengmeng played a few games with the banker and suddenly said, "I am not an alchemist. I am from Qinling. He is suitable for being a banker."
"..." Qin Ling frowned.
But after thinking about it, he was the one who mentioned the magical grass and magical elixir the most among the guys present.
Amid a group of expectant eyes, he agreed.
As a result, it was extremely miserable!
I don’t know why, every time Xiao Mengmeng bets on a seventh-grade elixir, he never loses. But every time he bets on a third-grade or lower elixir, Xiao Mengmeng always loses. At first, everyone didn’t pay attention, but gradually,
Qinling discovered this and had some vague doubts.
However, Qinling checked Lizi again and again. There was no problem. But what happened?
Is it really such a coincidence?
Gradually, after taking stock, Zhufeng and Xiaocangqiong also lost miserably... they always made the wrong bets.
And the little snake beauty has big watery eyes from time to time, even if she doesn't lose or lose after gambling for so long.
However, there was another young man who was talking about making a fortune, but Qin Ling just didn't pay attention to him.
As for why he can win?
Because the young man was the only one present who knew about some of Xiao Mengmeng's special abilities. The young man didn't need to consider the size at all, he only needed to consider Xiao Mengmeng's thoughts. Whenever Xiao Mengmeng made a bet with a high-level elixir, he would follow suit.
When Mengmeng bet on a high-grade elixir...he did the opposite.
Qinling did not pay attention to the boy who won the most, because the boy did not have high-level elixirs at the beginning.
Losing these middle- and low-grade elixirs is not a pain or an itch for Qinling.
Qinling feels inexplicably sad only when he loses the top grade.
In order to squeeze out as much of the high-level elixir hidden in Qin Ling as possible, Xiao Mengmeng tried her best, "I... bet on a ninth-grade elixir."
"I don't have a ninth grade." Qin Ling refused without even thinking about it.
"Come on, Mo Liancheng will definitely prepare something for you." Xiao Mengmeng stared at him closely.