'Chop off the legs,
'Place your bet quickly,
'Win, win, win them,
High or low whispers echoed in Mi August's ears, but in fact there was no one around her at all. These sounds were vying to reach her ears, get into her brain, and contaminate her soul.
However, no matter how crazy and violent they were, they could never get rid of it and could only circle around outside Mi August's body like annoying flies.
It was really annoying, but Mi August would not let this annoyance affect his mind.
Compared with the mental pressure caused by transforming into a Yin God in Lingzhou, this level of noise outside the mind is nothing at all.
"I'm not interested in winning these big bucks." Mi August politely declined the dealer's invitation.
Dealer: "..."
The gamblers around the gambling table all looked at Mi August.
A pair of red-eyed, crazy eyes focused on Mi August.
"Why don't you place a bet?" The disciple, who had just lost a big one and was missing a pair from his upper body, looked extremely embarrassed and said gloomily.
Another person continued: "Put your legs up, no one can default!"
"Bang——" The gaming table was slapped hard by a disciple, and he impatiently cursed Mi August: "Hurry up! Hurry up, everyone is waiting for the opening!"
The croupier also said: "The game can only open after everyone has placed a bet. Girl, everyone is waiting for you."
As soon as she said this, the eyes staring at her became even more fierce. Someone among them has already formed a spell, and there are strong signs that she will be attacked by everyone if she does not place a bet.
Mi August and the dealer looked at each other. The dealer pointed his finger at the sieve, once again, five times, and then switched 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 gambling table.
The croupier's expression paused, and then he stared at her thighs maliciously.
Mi August opened the good and evil, took out a centipede-like artifact from it, broke one off from the artifact with more than a dozen legs and placed it on the gaming table.
"Let's start the trading." Mi August raised his head and said to the dealer.
At this moment, the croupier's brows could squeeze out a mosquito. It stared at Mi Ba with a mixture of shock and anger, veins bulging in the hand holding the sieve cup.
Even though she was so angry but didn't move, Mi August knew that her behavior was within the rules.
"The minimum bet is one leg," she said with a smile.
The croupier stared at Miba with a kind of "I remember you" look, and shouted hoarsely: "Buy the deal and leave! Go -"
The sieve cup is beating, and the five sieves inside are still spinning. Look carefully where the sieves are, and they are clearly five eyeballs.
They turned and collided, one after another breaking, and in a moment the last one was about to survive.
The dealer narrowed his eyes.
It was holding the cup, and the nail of one finger suddenly extended, just about to poke the eyeball.
"Tong——" He said, the remaining word was about to be spoken.
The sharp nails were cut off by the shadow, and the remaining eyeball also stopped turning and stayed steadily on the table.
The dealer's smile froze on his face, and then his whole body trembled with anger.
Its eyes moved around the faces of all the gamblers, and finally landed on Mi August's face.
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Mi August pointed to the one with the smaller bet written on it, "Is this supposed to be me winning?"
The dealer stared hard, "One, little one!"
"Win, win!"
"Ah! Come again!"
"Why not big!?"
There were noisy shouts and laughter, and the disciples around him were no different from the gamblers in ordinary gambling houses.
Mi August saw that the winning disciple's thigh wound healed automatically, as if it had never been injured before, while the losing disciple's thigh wound was still missing, and the blood from the wound continued to flow. According to this flow rate, if the bleeding area was not bandaged, it would not be considered spiritual practice. His physique is far beyond ordinary, and he cannot sustain it for long.
As one of the winners, Mi August got back his magic weapon, and also gained an unknown thigh.
She didn't like taking someone's thigh, and after asking whose thigh it belonged to, she gave it back to him.
"What are you betting on?" As the master of the thigh, the male disciple asked Mi August mechanically.
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Chapter 166 Betting on All Spiritual Crystals
Mi August: "No gambling."
The male disciple looked confused for a moment, and then said angrily: "Why don't you gamble!"
Mi August was gone, so he turned around and left.
"Guest." A woman dressed as a maid stopped her, "Guest, don't leave in a hurry. If you are not interested in thighs, there are always other things here that interest you."
Mi August had no intention of leaving like this, but this ghost obviously didn't know what she was thinking and was trying his best to keep her.
"I'll make a bet with the guest that the guest won't dare to go inside." The maid with a dead face showed a smile that she thought was very kind and pointed to a direction in the room. "The bet is up to the guest."
This bet is equivalent to giving away - as long as you go in, you can get the bet you want.
This is also a clear benefit, inducing the greed in your heart.
As long as you have a trace of greed, you will be stimulated to the maximum by the power of a certain rule.
The maid was still seducing, "Think about it, whether it's cultivation, spells, memory, body, everything, as long as you have it, you can use it as a bet."
Mi August looked moved.
The maid smiled with satisfaction, her eyes like looking at the larvae that automatically fell into the spider web.
Mi August said as she wished: "Then let's bet all the spiritual crystals we each have now."
Maid: "..."
All the spiritual crystals each possesses?
This may not sound like a big deal at first, but as a monster whose rules are gambling, he can catch all the twists and turns regarding gambling in an instant.
The maid is not alone, she is part of the ghost story.
Once this bet is fulfilled, the bet will be on the ghost story itself.
No one except Mi August Zi knows how many spiritual crystals she has in all her so-called spiritual crystals.
It's not a fair bet.
But it doesn’t matter.
The prey has already been bitten, just waiting for her to walk in...
In the end, what is exported will be won back.
The maid nodded, "Okay."
Get in, get in quickly.
Mi August didn't, so he asked again: "Will the bet be delivered immediately?"
An impatient look appeared on the maid's face for a moment, "Of course, guest."
Mi August turned around and walked towards the small door it pointed to.
A gloomy gaze was locked on her back until she stepped through the door, and the owner of the gaze became ecstatic.
"Welcome to the guest room!"
The beautiful woman in imperial attire holding a cigarette rod in her hand said charmingly to Mi August, "Guest, please come and take a seat."
After saying these words, Mi August felt the force of rules that could not be rejected suppressing her and moving forward.
I saw a square card in front of me, and a woman in palace clothes was sitting in one of the seats.
It already has left and right figures. On the left is a bald old man, and on the right is a young man wearing the uniform of Du'e Academy.
Mi August sat opposite the woman in palace attire under the power of rules.
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Chapter 166 Betting on All Spiritual Crystals
