Seeing that the Dajin people had such low opinion of their young master, the children of the Hui family were unhappy.
The crowd was so excited that they invested all their belongings in the gambling game.
Of course, the little mice were all born in poverty, so naturally they didn’t have any decent precious items.
All his possessions are nothing more than miniature swords and "jelly beans" that he saves for New Years and birthdays.
Seeing such poor gambling funds, the big money people don't mind.
For them who have free time, it's good to have someone to play with.
Not to mention the weapons and "jelly beans" that were suppressed, even if it was really just a fart, the Dajin people would accept it with a smile.
The big fat golden man sitting in the village saw that it was almost done and shouted.
“I’ve made a decision to leave, and I’m willing to accept defeat and don’t regret it!”
At this moment, a big man holding a wine jar in his hand squeezed into the middle of the crowd with drunken eyes.
Xuanyuan Sword was slapped onto the gaming table with a snap.
"Hehe, ancestor, I will also place a bet, using this Xuanyuan."
"Bet Xiaojiu that he will be killed by the blue stone coffin after 500 rounds!"
Seeing Xuanyuan Sword, the golden people immediately blushed.
"Ancestor, there is no big or small casino, are you serious about placing bets?!"
The big man nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, yeah, let's use Xuanyuan Sword as gambling capital! Bet that Xiaojiu can last for one stick of incense before being killed by the blue stone coffin!"
The opportunity to "turn over and become the master" is right in front of you. How can the Dajin people miss it and immediately increase their investment again?
Some even took out all their belongings.
"We're following!"
"Even though Emperor Tingmeng is powerful enough to conquer all the heavens, he has not yet fully awakened. He will definitely return to his ancestral land in less than 500 rounds!"
Just when a group of gamblers were blushing, bursts of aroma suddenly hit them.
Flowers rained down in the fragrance, and the owner of the fragrance appeared gracefully in front of everyone.
"Oh, it's rare that everyone is in such good spirits, I'm also joining in the fun."
As the incense owner spoke, he reached out and picked a petal from the rain of flowers in the sky, and gently placed it on the table.
Put it into the "gambling funds" of the little mice.
"I say that Xiaojiu will definitely be able to defeat the Blue Stone Coffin!"
Seeing the sudden appearance of the Holy Empress, the Dajin people all showed "fear" on their faces.
Even the drunken man was like this.
Obviously, these idle guys have suffered a lot at the hands of the incense owner.
Especially since the opponent defeated Emperor Tingmeng to win.
After all, people like me had just shouted that they would die if they listened to the dream... Who didn't know the relationship between Xiangzhu and Hua Jiunan.
Looks like I'm going to be unlucky again this time...
At this thought, the whole gambling situation suddenly changed, and the "ancestor" was the first to become a "traitor".
He coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, and moved the Xuanyuan Sword to the side of the flower petals as if nothing had happened.
"Ahem, ancestor, I have always been optimistic about Xiao Jiu. That child has been extraordinary since he was a child. The blue stone coffin must not hurt him!"
"I support Xiang'er in this round!"
The ancestor's face is of course given to the master who is as smart as Xiang.
Having said that, it doesn't matter if you don't give it - everyone knows that this guy has the same problem as Emperor Jiang Chu. He flips the table when he loses...
Although he despises his ancestor's gambling in his heart, the incense master still has a smile on his face.
"Xiang'er, thank you ancestor."
Seeing that "the enemy is strong and we are weak", the people of Dajin also followed suit and turned against each other.
In this "fatal" situation, if you don't correct your attitude quickly, you would be a fool!
The Holy Empress, everything in the world is under her control. You will lose even if you bet with her about underpants!
"Ahem, we are all optimistic about Emperor Meng. In front of his 'old man', a bluestone coffin is nothing!"
As the big money man talked, he pretended to be nonchalant and wanted to move his gambling money.
It's a pity that the "plot" didn't succeed, and the incense owner smiled and stretched out his hand to stop him.
"If you buy it, you'll be done with it. You'll never be deceived. Just wait and accept your defeat."
"Also, I will tell Tingmeng exactly what you just said, hehe!"
When the Dajin people saw this, they all looked like they were dead.
Isn’t this enough?
Not only will all the wealth accumulated over the past ten thousand years be lost, but in the future, Emperor Tingmeng will have to stay at home and listen to the "Seven Passes of Crying".
This is really "losing your wife and losing your troops"...
