But that didn't help.

Mr. Xing's words are holy decrees, and no one can disobey them.

One brawny man pinched himself like an eagle catching a chick, and another squeezed open his mouth and forced the tiny pill into his mouth.

"No...... Don't ......" I struggled desperately, but I was helpless, and I couldn't even say a word.

Soon, with a rattle in his throat, the pill was swallowed by himself, and there was still a cold breath left in his trachea.

Ziqi felt that his eyes were gradually blurring, and his consciousness was moving away from him.

In the middle of the night, Ziqi heard Mr. Xing's emotionless voice.

"Before it gets dark, put these two pills in the mouths of the two and reunite them as a family."

"Yes."

"Hmph, losing is losing, and no one can repay in front of me."

"No ......"

Ziqi's last consciousness was still struggling, and he felt that he stretched out his hands towards the void.

"No ......"

The last consciousness is also gone.

It's over.

I don't know how long this state of unconsciousness lasted, Ziqi suddenly opened his eyes.

In front of me was a large area of orange-red light, and the roulette wheel stood silently in the light curtain.

"Mr. Ziqi."

A voice came from the side, Ziqi hurriedly looked over, it turned out to be Mr. Xing.

Is it Mr. Xing?

"Mr. Ziqi," said Mr. Xing with a smile, "you are really surprised that you fell asleep at such a tense moment. ”

Asleep?

Was it just a dream?

What a nightmare.

"So, that's not white?" Ziqi asked excitedly.

"White?" Mr. Xing was stunned for a moment and then said, "You haven't chosen yet." ”

"So, so I've already bet?" Ziqi hurriedly asked.

"Yes." Mr. Xing nodded, "You have put your family's lives on the line. ”

"Huh?" Ziqi froze.

Why, why did you go back to that nightmare?

"Mr. Ziqi," Mr. Xing reminded, "is there a choice?" ”

Choose?

It seems that it is better than that nightmare, at least I still have a choice.

"Do you have to choose?"

"Nature." Although Mr. Xing spoke very calmly, there was no room for negotiation in his words.

"Okay, okay." Ziqi said slowly with a peculiar feeling, "I choose...... White. ”

The roulette wheel was pushed instantly.

Red, white, and black soon mingled together, blurry and illegible.

Ziqi hopes that this chaos will never have a clear day!

But soon several colors separated, each visible to the naked eye.

Red, white, black.

The roulette wheel spins slower and slower, and every second is an ordeal.

White, white.

Ziqi couldn't stop praying, he was willing to trade everything for white.

But it backfired.

The roulette wheel didn't move, and the pointer pointed to a large red ** field. There, the red was vivid, like blood.

"Unfortunately," said Mr. Xing, "it's red." ”

"Red, red." Ziqi muttered.

Why should I never be right?

"Alright," Mr. Xing said as he took out a small bottle from his pocket, "Mr. Ziqi, I am willing to lose the bet, and I hope you don't make unnecessary struggles." ”

"Struggle, struggle?" Ziqi looked over slowly, and there were three more small things on Mr. Xing's ruddy palm.

It's those three white pills!

"No, no," Ziqi struggled again, "Please, please, give me another chance." ”

"Opportunity?" Mr. Xing seemed to hear the most ridiculous words in the world, "What are you doing when we are doing?" Willing to gamble and lose, this is a matter of course. There is nothing negotiable. ”

"No, no," Ziqi waved his hand and stepped back, "I, I don't want to bet, once, I don't want to bet once, I don't want to gamble again!" ”

"Huh." Mr. Xing pinched the pill in his hand and pressed it step by step, "Every gambler has thought like this before. But every time he thinks like that, it means it's too late. ”

"No, no," Ziqi couldn't retreat, he shook his head desperately against the cold wall, "God, I beg you, I beg you to give me another chance!" ”

"Hmph." Mr. Xing had already walked up to Ziqi, shook the pill in front of his eyes and said, "As a gambler, you will definitely experience this kind of moment when the heavens should not be called the earth!" ”

"No......" Ziqi's voice was already hoarse.

He suddenly felt that he was being grabbed by Mr. Xing, and he was trying to open his mouth.

"No ......"

The struggle is always weak, Ziqi only felt that his throat was tight, and the small pill was already in his stomach.

"No ......"

It was the last image he remembered.

It was getting darker and darker, like the sun was setting. He could see countless pairs of eyes staring at him, pointing at him and muttering words in his mouth, but he couldn't hear a word.

Soon, the world began to spin. Everyone and everything in the field of vision gradually connected and rotated with the world, like clothes thrown into a drum washing machine.

Then, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness gradually drifted away, although Ziqi desperately tried to keep his consciousness, but these were difficult for him to control.

The body gradually became lighter, as if it was about to turn into a wisp of green smoke.

Ziqi knew that the time had come to say goodbye, and at this last moment, he thought of Lili and his child who was not yet four years old.

Thinking that these two vivid lives would soon pass away with him, Ziqi felt that his heart was dripping blood.

It's me, it's me who hurt them.

I'm a jerk.

A drop of remorse slid down his face.

Ziqi fell, closing his eyes forever.

The tears had not dried yet, and at the last moment of consciousness, Ziqi actually smelled a fresh breath.

Could it be that heaven is calling me?

Can a gambler like me go to heaven?

……

"I want to ......"

Evil spirits are boring, very boring!

He had never been so bored in his life.

Because the purpose of the evil spirit born in this world is to destroy, that is, to destroy this world. But at this moment, he is like a murderer imprisoned in a cage, not only can he not ask for people's lives, but he can't even commit suicide.

He didn't know what else he could do.

The world is vast, and the inextricable threads seem to have nothing to do with themselves.

The evil spirit felt extremely empty, and every minute and every second was extremely anxious. He even wished he was still in the seal and had never been released.

"I want," the evil spirit under the starry sky continued to sing boringly, and I don't know how many times it had been sung hundreds of times, "what is the use of this ant?" ”

"Da-da-da-da-da."

Just as the evil spirit was singing, a black horse galloped from the dark distance, as if attracted by the song.

"What if I want this body?"

"Da-da-da-da-da."

The sound of horses' hooves is particularly powerful, as if it were specially accompanied by evil spirits.

"Still uneasy," the evil spirit stood up and began to roar with all his might, "still melancholy, the rules are at the head, and I want to talk about it!! ”

The last word, the evil spirit, sang with great force, with a slight trill.

The aftermath lingered over the vast grassland, as if the evil spirit would not be able to breathe if it did not do so. Only by roaring can you forget the loneliness of this moment for a while.

Just when the evil spirit roared like selflessness, the dark horse arrived at lightning speed!

"Dada...... Dada! ”

Only a few steps later, the huge body of the black horse came into close contact with the evil spirit.

"Ah~"

When the evil spirit reacted, it was too late to dodge, and he felt as if he had been hit with a giant hammer, and his body flew involuntarily.

"Dada......"

The dark horse that caused the accident did not hesitate at all, it knocked the evil spirit into the air and continued to run into the distance at the same pace, and soon disappeared into the twilight.

"Boom."

The evil spirit fell to the ground with a heavy blow, and he felt like his whole body was about to fall apart.

The body is such a burden to the soul!

The evil spirit thought indignantly. Take the sturdy body of Lord Dice as an example, this body looks very similar, there is no lack of muscles, and the streamlining of the body and the proportion of muscles are just right, but what is the use of this?

Wasn't he sent to the sky by a horse?

Isn't it bruised?

It's not like you can't get up for half a day?

Where is this body stronger than ordinary people?

The evil spirit looked around, and suddenly saw Ziqi lying on the ground.

Hum.

I don't think this body is as good as that fat man, at least he doesn't look afraid of falling when he's fat.

As the evil spirit slowly rose up, he suddenly realized that he was not so bored, because the black horse had caused a problem for his desolate soul.

That's ......

Why did that dark horse hit itself?

The evil spirit began to think slowly.

In the middle of the night, the horses rested with the sunset. In this moment of silence, except for a lonely ghost like himself who has no goal and is singing, shouldn't any other life be so exciting?

Could it be that a special horse?

Except for being darker and faster, I don't see anything outstanding.

The evil spirit was puzzled, and gradually began to become irritable in his heart. This question is like a stubborn rock that suddenly emerges from the water, and at this moment it is gradually drowned by the tide of boredom.

Boredom fills the hearts of evil spirits again.

"Old Puff!" The evil spirit looked at the ant in the palm of his hand indignantly, "Could it be that this god-crossing code is not used to restrain the living beings in the world, but is it prepared for me?" Is this how you protect yourself? ”

The evil spirits began to try to exert their strength, but as before, any attempt to harm the ants was in vain.

The evil spirit thinks that if it continues like this, it will go crazy.

So he stood up and continued his unattended concert.

"I will," the evil spirit roared angrily, "what is the use of this ant? ”

Just as he was singing, suddenly a voice gradually came from far and near.

"Dada......"

It's the sound of horses' hooves!