The people from the gambling house opened the iron door of the arena, walked up and dragged away the bear carcass, and began to clear the arena.
The little fox also jumped down from the ring, proudly walked up to Yun Luo, extended his voice, and called out sweetly.
"Chi~~"
Mom, the little ink stick is not great~
Yun Luo chuckled, bent down to pick it up, and rubbed its little head.
"Xiao Mo is awesome, are you tired?"
"Chi~"
The little fox waved his paw, it’s a small thing.
"Xiao Mo, you are awesome, awesome!"
Jun Buli looked at it with shining eyes and praised it vigorously, "It's much better than me, it's amazing~!"
The little fox became more and more proud after being praised, and his big eyes narrowed.
"Beauty, what kind of fox is this?" Nangong Jin came to the side and stared at the little fox curiously, then reached out to touch its head.
"Two tails, purple eyes, so fast, so cute..."
"Chirp!"
The little fox waved his paw at him fiercely.
Yun Luo stopped his hand, "He doesn't like others to touch him."
"Okay."
Nangong Jin did not force herself, with a curious expression on her face, "Although foxes are said to be smart, it is rare for them to be so spiritual..."
He touched his chin and suddenly blinked at Yun Luo, "Beauty, do you want to sell it?"
"..." Yun Luo's face turned cold, and he took a step back while covering the little fox with explosive fur.
"Not for sale."
"I can offer a high price." Nangong Jin blinked again.
"I said I won't sell it."
Yun Luo's face was cold, but his tone was firm.
Nangong Jin looked at her, then at the angry little fox in her arms, and sighed.
"Well, a gentleman doesn't take what others like, so it seems that I have no chance of it."
Yun Luo was too lazy to pay attention to him.
But who would have thought that Nangong Jin suddenly changed the topic and continued, "It's rare to see a descendant of the nine-tailed monster clan, but there is no fate, eh..."
Yun Luo frowned and looked at him.
This guy...
Recognized the species of the little fox?
Before Yun Luo could think about it, Butler Wen walked over with a livid face.
"In the next round, Miss Third, will you let this fox play?"
"So what?" Yun Luo turned to look at him.
"No, I just want to remind the third lady that we must win this second game!"
Butler Wen smiled softly, "I think this fox is Miss Third's pet. If he accidentally dies in the ring, I'm afraid Third Miss will feel uncomfortable, so it's better to be cautious."
The look he looked at the little fox was cold and murderous.
Obviously, the speed of the little fox far exceeded Butler Wen's expectations.
The one-sided crushing situation originally imagined by Qingyunfang also went wrong.
Although I don’t understand what’s going on, now is not the time to pursue this matter.
According to the rules of fighting beasts, two out of three games are won.
If Yun Luo wins another round, Qingyunfang will definitely lose.
On the other hand, if Qingyunfang can win the second game and the two sides tie, there will be a chance for a comeback...
So, it is conceivable.
In the next game, Qingyunfang will definitely try its best to win without compromise!
The danger of the little fox coming into play has suddenly increased!
Butler Wen said this with good intentions, but in fact he also had his own calculations.
He was quite wary of the little fox's speed, and he said this deliberately to take advantage of her uneasiness and try his best to get her to replace the little fox and let another little beast come on.
Yun Luo saw through his thoughts at a glance and sneered.
"Butler Wen doesn't have to worry about it anymore. We agreed to win two out of three games and finish the game early so that I can collect the winnings early."