Chapter 113: The Supreme Seat
"Prince Leon!" I know he has a strong background, but this toughness is beyond my imagination!
Legend has it that the seventh prince of Leon is as smart as a genius, as crazy as a madman, and is a famous genius psychopath in the Western Continent.
The only person who can communicate with a madman is a madman. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info I glanced at Buxiu with a smirk on his face, as if I knew something.
In fact, his smile never changed, it was just my thoughts. This step is unpredictable to me. In all the coincidences with him, I am a latecomer. If it weren't for that, I really suspect he had some plot against me.
If it wasn't a conspiracy, his seemingly indifferent words always poked at my taboos, and I didn't believe it would be so coincidental either.
So I really can't read it. Hopefully, he's only looking for my body, not my lifeβor something more important than my life.
"I'm sorry to miss me. β
What do you mean? Ran away after bringing me here? No, no, no, he wouldn't be so superficial. I nodded softly and watched his back disappear into the jungle.
When he reappeared, he actually changed into a Confucian robe! The cyan robe made him look elegant and humble, and his slightly younger face became more and more plump and handsome under the blue clothes.
"Did you use hair growth potion?" I wondered if he was the prince with mental problems, even though he was tied up and still growing his hair flowingly.
I hurriedly asked, "Step, Miss... You're from the Western Continent... What?"
He showed a rare shy smile and replied embarrassedly, "You are in three wrong places." β
Wrong again... I stared blankly at him.
"First, you might as well call me Buxiu. Second, I'm from the Eastern Continent. Third, I am human. β
"Oh. "Deceived. There are some things to get angry, but being accosted all year round often happens like this, and it's not normal not to tell a little lie. To be honest, after knowing that he was a person, I inexplicably felt a sense of closeness.
"Your reaction was even less than I thought. He looked at me with a smile, and for some reason, I suddenly felt a very heavy feeling blooming from him!
Zisang, likes green robes, respects Confucianism. I suddenly understood, it turned out that he was from Zisang. My liking for him has increased dramatically by a factor of 1. If it was minus 100, it's now 100. To add, 500 is what I think of ordinary people.
After apologizing politely, he smiled and said, "Ling'er, do you know why I went out of my way to change my clothes?"
It seems that the point is to deliberately promote hair growth. But it's enough to understand what he means. "Why?"
"I said I was a Blood, sorry, it was purely for fun. But the next person I'm going to meet is a real prince of the West. In front of them, I still want to stubbornly express the culture of my hometown. It's a matter of pride. For me, it's a mark that can't be erased no matter what. β
I'm embarrassed to say that he looks like he's wearing a military uniform. Although the style is similar, the military uniform is more convenient to move, and the waist and wrists are ...... Hawkers, in short, it's very handsome and temperamental, I don't pick it at all.
......
After this incident, I finally understood that he was strong more than just emotional intelligence. The chilling intelligence, the nuanced insight, the horror of the attention to detail, and the almost non-existent morality... Either point makes me desperate.
Why do I feel hopeless?
The highest seat is a huge single room, a huge sand table is displayed in the center of the room, and on the sand table is an equally large light curtain, so that the big guys can clearly see the changes on the sand table.
"Well said!" we were interrupted by a wild man with a strong back, a thick voice, and a big curly beard. He sat firmly on a seat beside the sand table, and although his image and demeanor were uninhibited, it was clear from the way he held up his wine glass that he was a nobleman. Aristocrats, no matter how uninhibited, will pay attention to certain aspects of the image.
It turns out that this is the prince ... I was a little disappointed.
Unexpectedly, Bu Xiu beside him was stunned and asked, "Who are you?"
You, yes, who?
......
Look at the almost distorted faces of people! What about your humility? What about your culture? What about your accumulation? You are completely discrediting your homeland talent!
The tiger stood up with a thud, and then with a flick of his arm, he smashed the wine glass in his hand with a snap, and the crumbs and pale red wine spilled on the high-end carpet.
Being able to smash a wine glass like this on the carpet is a lot of energy.
Looking at the tiger's back and bear's waist coming in anger, Buxiu seemed to have finally been awakened, patted his head, and suddenly held the tiger's back and bear's waist as if he was shaking hands, and kept muttering while shaking hands: "Oops, oops, this is not... It's not... Who's that! Long time no see, long time no see!"
I thought that the tiger's hand would hit Buxiu's body, but I didn't expect him to come out like this suddenly, as if the angry tiger's back and bear's waist automatically stretched out his hand.
Courtesy, modest, but not too modest. Not too intimate, not too distant; Just the right etiquette is the etiquette that a humble and proud nation should have.
Benevolence can be wide, but not too wide.
It was only after the fact that I understood the meaning of Buxiu's action. Before the tiger's back and bear's waist were set, they were easily defused and counterattacked by Buxiu.
The tiger's back also understands the meaning of stepping, but continuing to pretend to be wild is the safest strategy, so as not to weaken his face. So the tiger shook off the bear's waist... He didn't shake.
Also, if it was Buxiu who had just dropped the wine glass, it was estimated that the wine glass would have been thrown intact to the next layer.
Who said that cultivation in the Western Continent is not good, and the use of technology is too obvious?
Buxiu smiled and kept shaking the hand of the tiger's back and bear's waist, the tiger's face changed and changed, and then he stretched out his other hand and patted Buxiu's back affectionately, and laughed: "You can be regarded as remembering! Am I not Aokong! Even I can forget, I should be punished! Haha! But yes, we haven't seen each other for so many years, and I almost didn't recognize you!"
Poor Oskong, it is estimated that he only wanted to get off the horse after hearing Buxiu's speech outside the door, after all, although Ouyang Qing is a side disciple, he is also the main person in charge, and Bu Xiu is the follower of the side lineage, and the identity of Prince Oskong, the authentic heir of the Oss family, is 108,000 miles away. I didn't expect Buxiu to be so difficult, so I put him in without a sound.
It hurt him so much that he had to forcibly introduce himself, which was really miserable.
Oskong would not have thoughtlessly thought that this was the result of his own carelessness. It was obvious that this Buxiu had already checked his information. Although he has a wild appearance, he can dominate the Western Continent for so long, and his ability is not small.
At this moment a young girl with a pale face and short and medium blond curls walked in, she glanced at the two who had just let go of her hand, and then casually walked to a place and sat down.
No, anyone who sees the bruised five-finger prints on Os's empty hand won't have this expression.
Oskong, who originally wanted to be polite, instantly turned gloomy and walked back to the place without saying a word.
Buxiu also regained his humility and whispered to me, "Let's sit down too." β
I looked at the layout of one seat at a time, opened my mouth and didn't ask a word, and finally stood behind him, like a very well-behaved maid.
He turned around and smiled warmly: "You just need to find a place, you don't have to stand here." β
"But... I don't have any money. "That's the truth, look at the situation, 100% of the people who sit down are participants in the game.
"If you lose, it's mine, and if you win, I want half. β
Listening to his half-comforting and half-caring words, I felt very uncomfortable. I am by no means such a weak, unassertive country woman. But since I met him, I've often felt this way!
No, I'm not like that! I should be stronger! Who in this world has had a similar experience to me?! Absolutely not! yes, what am I afraid of? Haha, that's ridiculous.
I immediately nodded expressionlessly, and sat down directly across from Buxiu in Oskong's somewhat stunned eyes.
Buxiu was still smiling, and the short-haired girl with the big curls still didn't care.
I don't know how long later, a man with a neat back walked in drunk, first looked at a few people in amazement, and then smiled when he saw the curly-haired girl, making sure that he was not in the wrong place. After this series of actions was completed, he sat down in a seat with a wine bottle without paying a word, and poured himself a drink without saying a word.
What an eerie vibe. That's when I realized that the only person who was really normal in this room seemed to be Oskor.
Saying that he was normal in this case seemed to be scolding him, but I definitely didn't mean that.
The curly-haired girl tapped the table twice, and the drunk man raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, and glanced at several people with drunken eyes, especially me.
She felt like a completely isolated woman, surrounded by a cold wind and only fallen leaves and dead branches flying around. There is blood between the eyebrows, and the clothes are dyed with peonies. He seemed to suddenly come to his senses, gently stroked the wine bottle and smiled: "I'll call you Meiyi." β
What a lewd action. I was slightly stunned, and found that this name actually suited me extraordinarily. I would have known that I would have taken this name, Huang Li'er, what a failure.
I suddenly noticed that his personality and words were very similar to Buxiu! I subconsciously turned my head to look, but saw that he was staring at the sand table in front of him with concentration and curiosity, like a child.
I smiled slightly, and then I heard the drunk man continue: "It's a pity, your smile doesn't have the slightest feeling of loneliness, but seems to have fallen in..."
He actually had a heart-to-heart affair with a man?! I despise him.
Seeing this, the drunk man smiled as if he wanted to respond, but in the end he just nodded awkwardly and filled his wine glass. Could he be Kyle?
Buxiu finally spoke: "Who can introduce us to the rules of the game?" It turned out that he didn't know, and no one had been introduced, so I thought they all understood. I followed his gaze, and sure enough, it was Oskorn. Indeed, now it seems that Oskong is the cutest.
Oskong's mind jumped, and he said, "There are many games, but what we are going to play today is not simple. First of all, you should make sure that you have enough time, because there are three games in total. Seeing that everyone didn't react much, he continued: "The name of the first game is called: We are friends, the two of you may not know, this is a table card game that was once popular in the Western Continent, and it has endured for a long time. β
It still looks like a classic game, but judging by the name, I have a bad premonition.
Please check the instructions in front of you for the specific rules. As I spoke, a curtain of light flashed out in front of my eyes, and I glanced at it casually before asking, "Mr. Oskong, how do you decide whether we win or lose after the three games?"
"Great question. Oskong actually showed an expression of 'desperately suppressing madness' and said: "Regarding this, due to the different nature of the three games, it is very difficult to determine whether you win or lose. This is the casino, and for us, the spontaneous gambling is the most interesting part. β
"Understood, thank you. "Sure enough, it's a high-ranking person, and he really knows how to play. Obviously, no matter who you play, no matter what you play, it is not as exciting as the few people in the room who play with each other.
As for what the latter two games are, it doesn't seem to matter right now. Unless they're trying to get bored, it's going to be a fair and crazy game.
When a few people observed the rules, there were many changes on the sand table in front of them, like the opening animation of the game, cool stereoscopic images continued to flash on the sand table, and one by one the vicious or cute images showed themselves in their own form, and with a flash of brilliance, they were finally fixed on the five big words of 'our friend'.
Oshkon looked at the picture boredly and made a series of choices.
New game - five-player standard field - Break mode.
A light slowly scanned the five people present, as if recording data. Buxiu raised his eyes and looked at the sand table, silent.