Chapter 486 Come to my ancestral grave to lie down
Bi Xishuang frowned. Li Fugui was as stupid as a fool. She patiently repeated the words just now, "Master Li, can you lend me some spiritual energy pill?"
The voice of Lord Li was hoarse and stiff. When Li Fugui heard this, it became a lingering love word, and someone's bone marrow began to soften.
He came to his senses and smiled like an idiot. He took out the space bag from his purse and threw it to Bixishuang. He smiled and said, "There are six million spiritual pills in it, which is enough? Not enough, I'll send it to you later.
Come here, don't pay it back."
Broad! Big man! Diamond king!
Bi Xishuang held the heavy space bag and the corners of her mouth twitched a few times. She couldn't understand Li Fugui, and Li Fugui was still laughing, unable to suppress her joy.
"Enough." Bi Xishuang said lightly, "I will give it to you later."
After saying that, the woman turned around and left.
Li Fugui looked at Bi Xishuang's back, felt ache in his heart, and subconsciously blurted out, calling her name, "Bi Xishuang."
Bixishuang paused and turned around and looked at Li Fugui in confusion.
Li Fugui raised his slender hand and grabbed his head, saying, "That... my ancestral grave is very comfortable. Do Miss Bi want to lie down?"
Bisshuang: “…”
The corners of his mouth twitched, Bi Xishuang ignored Li Fugui and walked forward.
Li Fugui was not angry or angry. Although he wanted to be strong and calm, he couldn't help laughing. His empty chest seemed to be filled. He smiled and looked at Bi Xishuang, his eyes were filled with light. One day, he would take him.
The girl died together at his ancestral tomb, and her last name was given to her.
Unfortunately, Bixishuang doesn't eat this one.
She was so young and youthful that she could lie in the ancestral grave? She even thought Li Fugui was cursing herself.
Yes, she was so humble that she thought no one would love her.
Wuyu's face, from Bixishuang to Li Fugui, was smelly, and the smell was stinking. When Bixishuang walked a little farther away, Wuyu walked to Li Fugui with a big stride and asked with a dark face, "Sir,"
Li, what do you mean?"
Facing Wuyu, Li Fugui didn't plan to give him any good face, "Elder Wuyu, are you over 100 years old?"
Wuyu was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
Li Fugui looked disgusted, "It's so old, no one dares to marry you. Maybe one day you will die and become a widow. I'm very young."
Wuyu: "..." He is always his fault?
Do people nowadays understand what respect for the elderly means?
Wu Yuxu narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Are you serious?"
Li Fugui also curled the smile on his face, and a cold light flashed like a vulture, "Do I look like an unserious person?"
"That Lu Yinger--"
"It doesn't matter to me if she dies."
Lu Ying'er also liked to be dead and dead, but he was destined to be together. There is a saying that goes, to pay a glass of wine for the past, and no matter how much love he loves, he will never look back. He only knows that in the days to come, his flesh and blood will be
Incorporate a brand new name - Bixishuang.
Wuyu was silent, and his heart hurt a little violently, like a bone that was cut off by someone.
An Suyou looked at the old and young people who were surging against each other, and shook his head in a hurry.
Those in the authorities are confused, while those onlookers are clear.
On the other side, everyone saw that Bi Xishuang was approaching Wu Yu, sighed and continued to play the gambling game in a slight way. Ye Qingge was dead or alive.
Bi Xishuang walked up sinisterly, Wei Shulang seemed to know what Bi Xishuang meant, took the space bag from his waist seal and put it in Bi Xishuang's hand, "My million spiritual energy pill was the last time I chanted.
Take what you left when you left Galan."
Bi Xishuang was not polite either. After putting this million spiritual pill into Li Fugui's space bag, he walked forward with a yin demonic aura. At the end was a gilded table. The man sitting in the banker sat behind the table with a smile, greedy
Looking at the countless spiritual pills on the table.
And this man who was in charge was actually a man who had previously teased Concubine Zhan Jieming.
Bi Xishuang walked over, with a majestic momentum, followed by Wei Shulang and the other two.
When the rest of the people saw this, they all avoided it.
Bi Xishuang walked to the gilded table, and said that the space bag in his hand suddenly hit the table. Several cracks appeared on the table, and the trembling sound scared the man at the table.
"Seven million spiritual energy pills, Oath Ye Qingge lives."
Bi Xishuangdao suddenly pulled a cruel curve open at the corner of his mouth, "If possible, bet on my life and bet on her life."
The man was shocked-
Ye Qingge cannot survive, and Bi Xishuang not only bet on seven million spiritual energy pills, but also wants to bet on his own life.
The man smiled embarrassedly and said, "Miss Bi, just bet on the spiritual energy pill, and you'll bet for it."
Bixi glanced at the man with cold eyes, took Zhan Jieyu and others and turned around and left, standing in front of the tower gate, looking worriedly at Qingge trapped in the death net.
The man was ready to rub his hands, looking at the space bag containing the seven million spiritual energy pills, and licked his lips.
It's going to make a fortune!
The other bets were also looking at the space bag with green eyes.
Qingya Liuliu stood on one side, her eyes lingering at Bixishuang. She clenched her hands tightly. Suddenly, she thought that she was wronged when she was a child. Bixishuang fought with people desperately and beat them to death. She beat them half-injured.
It wasn't much better. A few ribs were broken and her left eye was almost blind. She was seriously injured and was still comforting her and crying and was displaced.
Qingsha was displaced and resentful that Bi Xishuang was so good to Ye Qingge, and even more hated that Ye Qingge had snatched her goodness.
At this time, Qingge held the Ming King's sword and launched a life-and-death death and murder with the overwhelming death net.
She raised the Mingwang sword high, and the blade trembled constantly. The ancient beast Mingwang roared and roared towards the sky. Qingge fought in the wind and slashed at the net of the Death God Net with a knife. The tiger's mouth was numb, his palms were sore, and the color of the black color
The net was unscathed.
Ji Yue's heart was raised to her throat, and she widened her eyes and looked at Qingge who was fighting, fearing that she would be injured somewhere.
Because of excessive concern, Ji Yue's hands grabbed the flame dragon's hair fiercely.
The flame dragon was covered in tears. Its body was covered with scales, and there were no hairs. The rare ones were even pulled away by Ji Yue.
Lolita eleventh floor.
Qingge then slashed the death net hard on the death net. The death net remained motionless and kept gathering. Qingge's space was getting smaller and smaller.
Mingwang Dao's blade was still trembling, but Qingge stopped attacking and calmed down to find a breakthrough.
If someone saw her on the eleventh floor, she would be shocked. The death net was shrunk like a sharp blade. She had no space anymore, and even the breath was sprayed on the mesh made of silk threads.
But her expression remained unchanged, calm as before, not because she had to pretend to be calm, but because her heart was so big that she was not afraid of life and death and was not afraid of it. (To be continued)