In such an atmosphere, the major casinos in the imperial capital have also opened a huge gap in the market, one to ten, one to fifteen, one to thirty!

Turning the tables again and again, rewriting again and again, the duel between Leng Meiying and the second prince was hyped.

The troubadours on the streets trumpeted the already extremely unbearable reputation of Leng Lingying, so that the names of 'the waste of the Zhenguo Houfu' and 'the shame of the Imperial Capital Academy' were already resounding in the streets and alleys.

In the end, after the largest casino on No. 3 Avenue in the imperial capital, 'Yellow Gate', raised the odds to 40 to 1, the atmosphere reached its peak.

All punters watched the showdown with a hilarious mindset, and few took it seriously.

However, there are also a few people who have spare money, and they took out a few gold coins and bought Leng Meiying with a hunting mentality to win, but this kind of person is very rare after all.

Just when the odds of the Yellow Gate were raised to forty times, and an hour before the start of the game, an unexpected figure stood in front of the luxurious gate of the Yellow Gate.

"I heard that your odds here are forty to one?"

The cold words cut people's eardrums like ice blades.

The two Guardian Martial Artists looked at each other in surprise, then nodded blankly.

The woman was dressed in white like snow, and the golden lotus between her eyebrows was like a demon, and she came to the counter with a few steps, and put a heavy burden on it.

"1,000 gold coins, buy Leng Sleep Shadow to win!"

The originally lively hall suddenly became deserted, and dozens of people looked at her in surprise and amazement.

"Hey, she seems to be the third waste lady of the Zhenguo Hou family."

"Yes, yes, I've seen her, but she wasn't as cold and arrogant as she is now, and now she feels a little cold when she looks at me!"

"Waste is waste, what if your eyes are cold? Can she still beat the genius second prince? ”

"Hahaha."

The voice of the discussion on the scene was not deliberately suppressed, and everyone immediately laughed when they heard it.

The head of the counter who collected the money glanced at Leng Meiying playfully, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"Are you sure you want to buy it this way?"

Leng Meiying smiled, like the first bloom of an ice lotus.

"If you're not deaf, that's it!"

Zhangtang's face was annoyed, and he stood up suddenly.

It's just that Leng Meiying has already taken the receipt representing a thousand gold coins, turned around leisurely, and floated away like a holy white lotus.

"Phew, what's that? No matter how beautiful you look, it's a waste! The master angrily threw a thousand gold coins to his companion.

Everyone in the casino suddenly laughed in understanding, and the cold shadow that had already walked out of the casino laughed faintly.

Xia Worm is not the same as Ice Talk, and the existence of a native chicken and tile dog is not worth her cold sleep.

Under Bai Feng's adjustment, his competition with Leng Meiying was put in front, and after the first round, Bai Feng was anxious to go on stage, but when he looked forward to himself, Leng Meiying refused to appear for a long time.

The people watching the excitement in the audience also talked about it, and most of them thought that Leng Meiying had fled without a fight, but a small number of people were the little third sister who was lost or had a stomachache or something.

After waiting for ten minutes, the other rings have already ended, but this side has not started yet, and the mentor's face is a little unpleasant.

"Second prince, since she didn't come, then I'll declare you victorious!"