Chapter 97 Gambling Fight (II)

"Brother Hua is mighty, I lost today, and I will come back at this hour tomorrow. The corners of Ye Qinghan's mouth smiled lightly, and he was very satisfied with today's training. Looking at Tingting standing next to Ye Thirteen, smiling and looking at his Night Light Dance and Moon Allure, he nodded and said hello: "Sister Xiaowu of Allure, you are all here." ”

"Ye Qinghan, you are so diligent in your cultivation, Allure is a little embarrassed!" Yue Qingcheng's smart eyes flashed, looking at Ye Qinghan's slightly dark and thin face that had taken off his childishness, and his heart was slightly distressed. He knew that this young man was cultivating so hard, in order to be able to get enough points to save his sister at home. This touched her very much, and she was a little jealous.

Ye Qingwu shook her straight nose, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Ye Qinghan, you tell me honestly, how can you know my grandfather's bull running step?

"Running bull step?" Hua Cao's beautiful eyes rolled, suddenly realized, and shouted: "Wow, the night is light and cold, you just stepped on the bull running step, no wonder it's so weird!"

"I'll explain to you later. Ye Qinghan glared at Ye Qingwu a little helplessly, and some blamed him for speaking regardless of the occasion, can this kind of thing be said here? After Ye Qingwu understood the words and closed his mouth, he turned his head and raised his eyebrows to look at the flowers and plants, and finally coaxed the flowers and plants to help him practice, it would be bad if he soaked in the soup, so he decided to use the agitation method to stabilize the flowers and plants: "Why are you afraid? If you are afraid, you will admit defeat, otherwise it will not be good to lose in the future." ”

"Hmph, I'm afraid? I don't know who was stabbed by the three swords very easily today, you are sure to lose this bet, you are ready to invite me to ......" Although Huacao was a little afraid of the magical pace of the night family, of course she would not be timid when the two beauties next to her watched, she straightened her chest and said without paying attention, just talking and talking, as if she noticed that the topic behind her did not seem to be very harmonious, and quickly closed her mouth.

"What are you doing if you lose? Shemale, how do you talk halfway, keep talking, keep talking!" Night Light Dance accurately detected the meaning of the flowers and plants' words, and the autumn water eyes showed a strong interest, and when she saw that the flowers and plants were not talking, she asked.

"Haha, it's nothing, Sister Xiaowu, I'm going to take a shower and I'm talking to you late, it's hot and sweaty......" Huacao snorted, smeared oil on the soles of her feet and ran away.

"Hmph! The speech is slurred, and the bet must not be a good thing. Ye Qingwu snorted coldly, very dissatisfied with the attitude of the flowers and plants, turned his head and pointed at Ye Qinghan and asked, "Xiao Hanzi, you say, tell me honestly." ”

"Well, I'm going to take a shower, I'll tell you later! Ye Qinghan saw that Ye Qingwu set his eyes on him, and Yue Chengcheng on the side also looked at him with a smile, and couldn't help frowning. said casually, ready to escape, but saw that the night danced angrily and seemed to be about to chase after him, and hurriedly shouted: "What? You two want to wash with me?"

Ye Qingwu wanted to chase the footsteps and hurriedly stopped, if he really went to chase, I was afraid that it would be misunderstood, so angry that his little feet stomped on the ground and pointed at Ye Qinghan's back and scolded: "Ye Qinghan, you wait for me, my sister will give you a good look sooner or later......"

"Huh?" Yue Qingcheng didn't expect that Ye Qinghan would actually talk about her, thinking about the meaning of shame in Ye Qinghan's words, her beautiful little face was smeared with a touch of red, and it looked even more moving.

In the following days, in addition to the routine squatting, there was one more activity in the elite team. Watch the flowers and plants chasing the night and the cold running in the mountains and fields...... On the first day of gambling, Ye Qinghan was stabbed three times after fifteen minutes of support under Huacao's hands and lost a game. And in the following days, as Ye Qinghan became more and more proficient in the Lost Trace Step, the time for the three swords stabbed by him was slowly passing.

Today was the thirteenth day of their gambling battle, and the elite squad without shifts gathered next to Night Seventeen, waiting for their gambling to begin.

"It's about to start, okay, there is no one to bet, the night light cold wins one to ten, and the flowers and plants win one to one. Speed betting, last minute. Feng Zi's sullen voice sounded, making the flowers and plants and the night light cold and the night seventeen helpless.

Since the third day of the gambling fight, it has been known by Feng Zi. This kid opened a peripheral gambling game under the big tree, sat in the bank, and let all the squad elites who did not have no shift gamble again.

"Young Master Feng, why did the gambling rate drop again today? Didn't Young Master Han win twenty times yesterday?" A Hua family elite said with a bitter face, a few days ago, Feng Zi, a liar, opened a gamble, and every time he said that Ye Qinghan's strange footwork was not in the sky, but on the ground. When everyone first heard that Ye Qinghan's footwork turned out to be the famous bull running step of Ye Qingniu, no one dared to bet on him to lose.

As a result, Ye Qinghan lost thirteen games in a row, and they almost sold their pants when they lost. And if they still buy flowers and plants now, the **** is so low, basically they can't pull the capital, they can only hope that the night light cold wins, and at this moment, the **** of the night light cold is gone, of course, it is urgent.

"You, what do you know? This **** is based on their growing combat experience, as well as the weather and their mood, rest or something, and I calculated it all night. If you want to buy speed, if you don't buy it, you can only wait until tomorrow to bet!" Feng Zi's face sank, and reprimanded, Ye Qinghan almost won yesterday, and if he didn't lower Ye Qinghan's **** today, he would lose his pants.

He was very shocked by Ye Qinghan's progress, originally after he learned about their gambling fight, he thought that Ye Qinghan would lose. As a result, after Ye Qinghan gradually became proficient, he almost succeeded yesterday, and of course he knew the power of the Night Family's Holy Rank Secret Technique Mystery Step. It's just that this footwork doesn't claim to take at least twenty years of cultivation to become a great achievement?

"Let's bet on the night to win, one hundred amethyst coins. Just as Feng Zi was thinking, a soft voice sounded next to him. Then he smelled a faint peach blossom fragrance mixed with the smell of rose perfume, raised his head in surprise, and couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw the person coming.

"Miss Allure, Sister Xiaowu, I'm just having fun casually, so you don't need to get involved. Seeing that Moon Allure City and Night Light Dance came together, and as soon as they made a move, it was one hundred amethyst coins, he was a little apprehensive, one hundred amethyst coins is 10,000 crystal coins, if Ye Qinghan wins, it will be accompanied by 100,000 crystal coins.

"What's the matter? You opened this village, don't you just want people to bet? Is it a black village?" Ye Qingwu snorted, frowned slightly, stared at Feng Zi, and looked like he was about to go crazy.

As soon as Ye Qingwu said this, the elite next to him immediately had a backbone, and collectively looked at Feng Zi with disdain, as if he didn't take this order, then collectively despised him.

"Okay, since you sent the money, I'll reluctantly accept it, don't cry if you lose when the time comes!" Feng Zi had no choice but to laugh dryly, took the bet, but began to pray in his heart, you must work hard, otherwise this will lose, but you have to accompany a thousand amethyst coins, which is equivalent to 100,000 crystal coins, which is afraid that all his belongings are not enough to compensate.

The gambling is lively here, but the fight is lively there, Ye Qinghan seems to be becoming more and more proficient in these eighteen footwork, and he is not chased around by flowers and plants as usual. Just kept spinning in circles on the grass, and whenever the sword of the flower and grass was about to stab his body, his footsteps were unpredictable and prophetic, twisting strangely, and narrowly dodging.

Forty minutes had passed, but the flowers and plants had only been stabbed with a sword. This sword was designed by him for a long time, forcing Ye Qinghan near a pile of rubble with extremely uneven terrain, and using the afterimage clone to stab it. Now the night is light and cold, he feels like a loach, every time he feels like he is going to be stabbed, but he narrowly dodges it, making him feel the urge to vomit blood.

"It's been fifty minutes, Young Master Feng, get ready for the money, 100,000 crystal coins, how many clothes do you have to buy." The night dance and the moon fall next to him were very fascinated, and from time to time they applauded for a dodge of the night light and cold. And under the prompting of Night Seventeen, fifty minutes have passed, and Night Light Dance smiled and looked at Feng Zi with a bitter face and quipped.

The members of the elite squad next to him were also full of excitement. Although the gambling rate has decreased, if they win this time, they still have a chance to get back what they lost before, and they can't help but cheer for the night light cold even louder.

"Isn't there still ten minutes left? What's the hurry? The master can stab a few swords in a second, who loses doesn't know that?" Feng Zihei's face swallowed. Grit your teeth and hold on. In his heart, he has already scolded the flowers and plants dozens of times, and as time goes by, Te's heart is getting cooler and darker......