'Chop off your legs,

'Bet on, bet quickly,

'Win win them,

High or low whispers echoed in Mi August's ears, but in fact, there was no one around her at all. The voices scrambled to get into her ears, into her brain, and into her soul.

However, no matter how crazy and violent they were, they could only circle around Mi August's body like annoying flies.

Annoying is really annoying, but Mi August will not be affected by this annoyance.

Compared with the mental pressure brought about by the incarnation of the Yin God in Lingzhou, this level of noise outside of the mind is nothing at all.

"I'm not interested in winning these thighs." Mi August politely declined the dealer's invitation.

Dealer: "......"

The gamblers around the table all looked at Mi August.

A pair of crazy eyes with red eyes focused on Mi August.

"Why don't you bet?" The disciple who had just lost a big one, and his upper body was missing a pair, and he looked extremely embarrassed, opened his mouth gloomily.

Another man continued: "Put your legs on, and no one will be able to pay the bill!" ”

"Bang-" The gambling table was slapped hard by a disciple, and he scolded Mi August impatiently: "Hurry up! Hurry up, everyone is waiting for the opening! ”

The dealer also said: "All the bets can be opened, aunt, everyone is waiting for you." ”

As soon as he said this, the gazes that stared at her became even more vicious. Among them, there are already people who have formed a law, and there are signs that she will be attacked by all the staff if she doesn't bet again.

Mi August and the dealer looked at each other, and the dealer pointed his fingers at the sieve, again and again, five fingers pointed, and changed to the other hand.

The atmosphere became more and more condensed as time passed, and the dealer's eyes became more and more greedy.

Mi August approached the table.

The dealer's expression paused, and then he stared at her thigh with malicious malice.

Mi August opened Good and Evil, took out a centipede-like trick from it, and broke off one of the tricks with more than a dozen legs and put it on the table.

"Let's open." Mi August looked up and said to the dealer.

At this moment, the dealer's brow can squeeze the mosquito to death, it glared at Mi Ba with anger, and the hand holding the sieve cup bulged.

was obviously angry like this but didn't move, Mi August knew that her behavior was within the sanction of the rules.

"Agreed, the minimum bet is a leg." She smiled.

The dealer glared at Mi Ba with a kind of 'I remember you', and shouted hoarsely: "Buy and leave!" On-"

The sieve cup is beating, and the five sieves in it are still turning, and if you look carefully where the sieve is, it is obviously five eyeballs.

They spun and bumped, one by one, and in a moment the last one was about to survive.

The dealer squinted.

It held the cup, and the nail of one finger was stretched so hard that it was about to poke the eyeball.

"Tong-" It's the only one left', when the word is about to be spoken.

The sharp nails were cut off by the shadows, and the only remaining eyeball ended its rotation and rested steadily on the table.

The dealer's smile froze on his face, followed by a trembling of anger.

Its gaze shifted over the faces of all the gamblers, and finally rested on Mi August's face.

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Mi August pointed to the small one written on his bet, "This should be my win?" ”

The dealer stared, "One, small!" ”

"Win, win!"

"Ahh Again! ”

"Why isn't it big!?"

There was laughter and laughter in the noisy shouts, and the surrounding disciples were no different from the gamblers in the ordinary gambling house.

Mi August saw that the wound on the thigh of the winning disciple healed automatically, as if he had never been injured before, and the disciple who lost was still lacking, and the blood from the wound continued to flow, according to this flow rate, if he didn't bandage the bleeding stop, even if the spiritual physique was far beyond the ordinary, it wouldn't last long.

As one of the winners, Mi August got back his trick and harvested a thigh that I don't know who it was.

She didn't have a penchant for holding her thighs, and after asking who it was, she returned her thighs to the other party.

"What are you going to bet on?" As the master of the thighs, the male disciple asked Mi August Machinery.

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Chapter 166: Bet on all the spirit crystals

Mi August: "Don't bet. ”

The male disciple's expression was confused for a moment, and then he said angrily: "Why don't you bet!" ”

Mi August didn't, turned around and left.

"Guest." A woman dressed as a handmaid stopped her, "Guest, don't be in a hurry. You're not interested in your thighs, there's always something else you're interested in. ”

Mi August didn't plan to leave like this, but this strange talk obviously didn't know what she wanted, and was trying his best to keep her.

"I'll fight with the guests, and bet that the guests won't dare to go inside." The dead-faced maidservant smiled kindly and pointed to a square in the house, "The bet is on the guests." ”

This bet is the equivalent of giving away for free – as long as you go inside, you get the bet you want.

This is also a clear benefit, which induces greed in your heart.

As long as you have a trace of greed, you will be stimulated to the maximum by the power of some rules.

The maidservant was still tempting, "Think about it, whether it's cultivation, spells, memories, physical bodies, all one, as long as you have it, you can use it as a bet. ”

Mi August's expression moved.

The servant girl smiled with satisfaction, her eyes like looking at a larva that had thrown itself into a spider's web.

Mi August said as she wished, "Then bet all the spirit crystals we have now." ”

Handmaid: "......"

All the spirit crystals they have?

This doesn't sound like a question at first glance, but as a monster with gambling as the rule, he can catch the corners in the betting in an instant.

The handmaid is not alone, it is part of the strange story.

Once this bet is made, the bet falls on the strange story itself.

Except for Mi Augustzi, no one knows how many spirit crystals she has in her so-called all.

It's not a fair bet.

But it doesn't matter.

The prey has bitten and is just waiting for her to walk in......

In the end, what goes out will be won back.

The maidservant nodded, "Okay." ”

Get in, get in.

Mi August didn't, and asked again: "Is the bet delivered immediately?" ”

There was a momentary look of impatience on the handmaiden's face, "Of course, guest. ”

Mi August turned around and walked towards the small door it was pointing to.

An eerie gaze locked on her back until she stepped through the door, and the owner of the gaze turned ecstatic.

"Welcome to the Lounge!"

The beautiful woman in palace clothes holding a cigarette stick said to Mi August charmingly, "Guests, sit down." ”

As soon as these words fell, Mi August felt the power of the rules that could not be refused suppressing her and walking forward.

I saw a square card in front of me, and the woman in the palace costume was sitting in one of the positions.

It has both left and right positions, with a bald old man on the left and a young man dressed in the uniform of the Doom Academy on the right.

Mi August sat opposite the woman in the palace costume under the power of the rules.

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Chapter 166: Bet on all the spirit crystals