The gambling table set up by Xiao Li became a hit in the Martial Arts Palace.
In the middle of the excitement, I saw golden light flashing, and a sleepy and lazy figure walked over.
Yan Nanji appeared in front of Xiao Li, took out all the gold objects on her body, and took some spiritual treasures. In full view of everyone, she placed them all on Leng Qingshuang.
Yan Nanji raised her eyebrows, laughed so hard, and happily thought about getting her meal money back with interest.
With the addition of Yan Nanji, more disciples who were still waiting and watching no longer care about Leng Qingshuang.
Everyone wants to get involved in a business that is sure to make money without losing money.
On the other hand, there are only a few of Ye Chuyue's places, and they were all pieced together by Zhou Xuan, Xue Cheng and others.
"Master Yan is really generous." Xiao Li smiled slightly.
"Yan Mou is supporting the junior sister mentally."
Yan Nanji said without blushing or heart beating.
Suddenly——
Hua Yuehen, a disciple of Zhanxing, walked over slowly, with a light cloud and gentle breeze. He placed a space bracelet on the table and held it towards Ye Chuyue. He said softly: "This is my whole belongings. I will take care of you." Junior sister wins."
All the disciples took a breath of air.
I have long heard that Hua Yuehen has a deep love for his junior sister, and it has not changed for many years.
Xiao Li touched his chin and glanced at the space bracelet, then raised his face and said, "Senior Brother Hua, why don't you just bet on Senior Sister Leng."
By then, if Chu Yue wins, none of the money earned will be lost to Hua Yuehen.
The more Xiao Li thought about it, the more his body ached.
Hua Yuehen smiled lightly and said, "No, they are all used to entertain the little junior sister. I will not redeem them whether I win or lose."
Xiao Li's eyes flashed brightly!
...
In the cabinet of Hongmeng Palace, Chu Yue and Leng Qingshuang sat opposite each other, with a cauldron and surprising medicinal materials in front of them.
"Little Junior Sister, I'm not being aggressive. How about you apologize now and admit your mistake? I'll let you go and end the matter here."
Leng Qingshuang sat cross-legged, her legs engraved with Bianhua flowers were visible to everyone.
Full of ultimate temptation!
Chu Yue was counting the medicinal materials and looked at the arrogant Leng Qingshuang lightly, "Senior Sister Leng is scared?"
"Afraid?"
Leng Qingshuang seemed to have heard a big joke, she laughed coquettishly a few times, and finally stared at Chu Yue.
His eyes were too hot and horrifying, like a liger in the jungle staring at its prey.
"Little junior sister, did senior sister give you face?"
Leng Qingshuang smiled all over her face, "What's the point of having a broken arm? If you want to play with it, play with the big one."
After saying that, Leng Qingshuang raised one leg and placed it directly on the spar table.
That slender leg was almost completely filled with black Hibiscus flowers.
Bang.
Leng Qingshuang inserted the dagger deeply into the spar table, leaned back, and said indifferently: "If you win, I will not only break my arm, but also this leg. Are you still playing?"
The crowd was in an uproar, shaking like a violent storm, and the atmosphere suddenly became intense!
The disciples were so excited that their blood boiled and they were so stimulated that they seemed to have become the most primitive human beings.
"As expected of my Senior Sister Leng, she is as confident as ever. I just like her fierceness."
"This is not refining medicine. It is clearly a ruthless competition. It seems that the two of them are going to fight to the death."
"Do you think the Northern Leng Mansion and the Holy Land Emperor will start fighting?"
"..."
Everyone was talking a lot, their hearts seemed to be jumping into their throats, and they were watching this refining of medicine with great nervousness and excitement.
Countless eyes fell on Chu Yue. Seeing that Chu Yue was silent, they thought Chu Yue wanted to back down.
What I did before was just to flatter the fat man.
Chu Yue was cleaning the medicinal materials. After sorting, she smiled lazily, then took out the bone-crushing hatchet from her waist, chopped it at the crystal table, and inserted it straight into the crystal table.
.
Her black hair blows without the wind, and her red skirt drags on the ground.
The girl licked her lips, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said bloodthirsty: "It's just what I want."
He Xiongshan walked in with the "Medicine Book". When he heard this, his face turned red and his neck was thick with anger.
Are both of them crazy?
Sure enough, women have a lot of things to do, which makes people’s heads full!