Chapter Twenty-Five: The Six
Several groups of gamblers have entered the secret passage of this desert hook gambling house, and the space of the gambling hall on the first floor is getting more and more empty, but the atmosphere among the gamblers who have not entered has not eased. www.biquge.info There are still some gamblers who continue to pass the time at the gambling table, and a few gamblers who are a little Yaxing simply walk around in the empty gambling hall at this rare moment.
The gamblers who can still have the right time and the heart to look at the layout are Huang Xin, the five people in the last group of Yunbi. The crowd in front of them was actually in and out, which was really strange enough. The few people who can stay in the last group, except for Yun Bi, who is still at ease, the others have long noticed that something is wrong, and walking around is to pay attention to the mechanism intentionally or unintentionally, leaving a way back for themselves.
And the ink-clad masked man had been guarding the secret passage, and then he said kindly: "Let you wait for a long time, the best will always be left last." β
However, none of the members of the last group had any intention of entering the secret passage.
"Are the distinguished guests too polite, and feel that they have to go back after waiting too long? That gentle and powerful voice clearly echoed in the gambling room, and after there was no noise from the bustling crowd, this sentence seemed extremely clear, although it would not be ignored. Although the tone is mild, the meaning is agitated, and there happens to be one person in the last group in the gambling hall, but he is the most unexcited.
I saw a masked man who was half as short as an ordinary person stepped forward, and said in a sharp voice: "Since Lao Tzu has the ability to stay until the end, wait and wait, if you don't leave, you will go in." β
After saying that, the short masked man walked straight to the secret room, and the black-clad mask gave way with a gentle sideways turn. But when the dwarf saw that he gave way, he stopped. Raising his head, he said: "The other groups are all six people, and this number in the game is also auspicious." Why is there one less person in my group, bullying people. β
The ink cloth said unhurriedly: "Six is just right, didn't you find it?"
"Why! Although I am half shorter, and I am not blind in one eye, I don't know yet. β
"Add me, that's six. β
If there was no mask to cover it, it is estimated that the little man's big eyes would be very funny, and he shouted, "Aren't you the subordinate of the Buddha-faced Pavilion Master?!"
Mo Yi still shook his head flatly, and said: "I just want to take the opportunity to find out more about the treasure, since I can stay in the gambling house more to learn more about the gambling house, why not." β
"You can't be trusted!" the dwarf almost jumped.
"If I'm to be believed, will you give me half of the treasure you find? Although the tone is calm, it is provocative everywhere.
At this time, the man with the strongest figure among the six people in the court, wearing a mask with extravagant big ears, was tired of hearing this, and shouted: "It turns out that there is no guard in this hall, since the six people are all gamblers, what are they doing with this ghost mask!"
The little man could not stand provocation the most, and he hated orders, and shouted in a sharp voice: "You said that you will take off the mask, I will not take it off!"
Who knew that the big-eared man squeezed his eyes and said with a smile: "I don't know about others, you! Everyone knows that you are a half-man with a mask or not!"
"What! I'm a dirtwalker, not a half-human!" he took off his mask, a monkey face flushed with anger, and two eyes that were already big and fine bigger than a camel, staring at the plump man, "Believe it or not, I beat you more like a pig's head." β
The two of them were about to fight, but the man in the ink mask was still standing peacefully, Yun Bi looked stupid, Huang Xin didn't want to pay attention to this. It was the man in the ragged mask who stood among them with a monkey and persuaded them to fight.
"Get out of the way!" the big-eared man slammed his legs, and the ragged man stumbled. This made Mo Yi a little surprised, and Huang Xinque seemed a little interested, and began to turn his head to prepare to watch the excitement seriously.
That big-eared man is the qi of Xuanshui, and the earth walker is naturally Xuantu. However, the two are impulsive on the surface, but they just love to make trouble. After all, they are all masters in the last group, and they don't want to really fight with Xuanqi, and the masters still have to leave Xuanli in the treasure hunting.
But having said that, the anger is really not covered! The big-eared man and the earthwalker all wielded their weapons, and the two weapons collided with each other with a clang, and it seemed that a farce to vent their anger was about to be staged.
Who knows, a silver sword light suddenly passed. Oh, I can't say that, Huang Xin knows that the point of his interest from the beginning is in this simple mask man who persuades the fight.
Big-eared man, the earthwalker didn't understand the silver light, and in his anger, he had to continue, but before he continued to exert his strength, his weapons were broken. A neat crack in the weapon's fracture.
The two of them were still glaring angrily, but now they are staring at each other with wide eyes, but their eyes were originally quite big.
The two scolded fast and fought fast, but their temperaments were very cool and direct. The anger has long since disappeared, and they all look like the naΓ―ve old man. He had already closed the knife in this matter, and the man in the ink mask saw that his action of closing the knife was a backhand knife technique.
And from the time he started the knife to the time he fell, there was only one person who saw all the moves, and Huang Xin had now confirmed his guess about the identity of the man in the mask.
The man in the ink mask took a step forward, stretched out his slender hand to take off the mask, his eyebrows flew into his sideburns, his eyes were blazing, it was hard to imagine that such a heroic-looking person could speak so kindly. said: "Since the six of us are destined to be in the same group, then simply take off our masks, and count it as an acquaintance, in Han Sedum." There was a strong desire in his gentle tone.
Huang Xin and Yun Bi also took off their masks, one Han Yi Shenfei, and the other was absolutely handsome.
The three men were seen removing their masks one after another. Earthwalker, the big-eared man looked at each other very tacitly, and the two pairs of big eyes looked at the person who was about to unmask at the end. Could it be that he is also good-looking?!
When the masked man took off his mask, his eyes were about to fall!
Under the mask, the master of swordsmanship, he turned out to be a blind man, and the two scars on his forehead that seemed to be struck by lightning stretched to his eyes.
Even Huang Xin was taken aback! It turned out that seven years ago, Rui Baiqi, the god of war of the Earth Sect, was retired because he injured his eyes in the war. But looking at his expression, his face is cute. In the past seven years, he should have lived comfortably, time is the most objective writer, and if there is sadness, anger and sorrow, it will definitely be carved on his face. And this face of Rui Baiqi has neither the shadow of the god of war nor the shadow of sorrow, such a kind face, even a child will not be afraid.
After thinking like this, Huang Xin immediately dispelled the regret and sympathy that flashed at the beginning, because this was disrespectful to a truly strong man.
The six of them had been delayed for a long time, and they didn't have time to chat, and walked into the tunnel one after another.