Xia Chun propped his elbows on the table, thinking that this battle was about to be more auspicious, so he had to cover his little face in fear, revealing two dripping eyes between his fingers.

The cricket field is a large oval-shaped transparent box without a lid, with a wooden grid in the middle, which happens to separate the two crickets. Da Luo's left hand was just about to take out the block, when he heard Lin Gouzi suddenly bark "Slow".

I saw Lin Gouzi play a trick, and took out another small-leaf rosewood box from his pocket, the shape of this box is more delicate than the one just now, and it is also carved with a variety of retro plum blossom patterns, clustered together on the surface of the box, one after another.

Xia Chun leaned over, "What is this?"

Isn't it this little beggar Lin Gouzi is still ready

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