The sharp tip pierced the delicate skin easily.
The dagger in Xia Mi's hand was not swung towards Chu Zihang, but towards her own fingertips.
"Senior brother, you are going to take advantage of me. If this continues, I will really pester you for the rest of my life..." Xia Mi muttered, and along with the words, a drop of blood flowed from her scratched fingertips.
It was a drop of scarlet blood, obviously in the darkness, but it seemed to be shining... This drop of blood slowly grew larger on Xia Mi's fingertips, as white as onions, trembling, and finally broke the tension and emerged. Fall.
Chu Zihang's mouth was pinched and opened by Xia Mi, just in time to catch the falling blood.
Other than that, there don't seem to be any other changes.
Xia Mi closed his eyes, the light emitted by the golden pupils was blocked, and the surroundings were completely plunged into darkness and silence.
Gradually, a voice broke the silence. It was a song similar to a chant. It came from Xia Mi's mouth. From low to high, it was still her silver bell-like voice, but it revealed grandeur and majesty. It seemed as if some great being was chanting.
This sound spread along the tunnel, and everywhere it passed trembled faintly. All the creations here trembled with this sound, conveying this blessing!
A strange change occurred in Chu Zihang's body. It was the change brought about by that drop of blood and the chant. An ancient, powerful and extremely rare ritual was at work!
Chu Zihang's face suddenly turned red as his heartbeat began to weaken due to excessive blood sucking. This was not because of a flashback, but because his vitality was being strengthened.
The muscles began to wriggle automatically to expel the metal fragments trapped inside, and then healed quickly. The hematopoietic cells began to work at a hundred or even a thousand times the normal efficiency, and countless new blood was produced!
Chu Zihang's heartbeat began to become steady and strong again. At a certain moment, he opened his eyes, and the dazzling golden light that was twice as bright as before emanated from his golden pupils.
He made eye contact with Natsumi who was leaning over to look at him.
….
The tune of this grand chant soon reached where Mo Qiuran and the others were.
At this time, everyone had just finished counting their chips. Mo Qiuran liked to mention one, Fingel liked to mention a thousand, becoming the happiest and loneliest examples respectively, while Tang Zi and Hui Liyi picked up a hundred each. , there is nothing surprising about this.
Hearing this voice, everyone was stunned for a moment.
"Is this... Long Wen?" Tang Zi hesitated.
Corresponding to this was the dealer's action. After being stunned for a second, he threw away the chips and knelt down on the ground. All nine heads were shaking uncontrollably, as if every second later was disrespectful to the voice.
"In the name of me, King of the Earth and Mountains, Jormungandr," Fingel listened to the voice and repeated the meaning of the aria word for word, "with blood as a guide, grant God’s favor!”
"The King of the Earth and Mountains...that's right, Jormungandr, what about the other one?" Mo Qiuran said, looking at the dealer.
"Your noble king, Fenrir." The croupier replied respectfully.
Although he still trembled subconsciously because of the king's voice, this did not prevent him from telling the information to the "enemy"... He really demonstrated his understanding of current affairs to the extreme.
Mo Qiuran had no desire to take action... It would be a pity to kill this kind of guy directly, but it would be good to use it for fun.
"Okay, the ceremony is full, let's start the gambling!" The next moment the croupier jumped up from the ground and said happily, quite impatiently, "Texas Hold'em Hold'em!"
"Wait, do you know where this is?" Mo Qiuran asked him.
"This is... my king's world... Well, this is the guest house for all distinguished guests!" The croupier subconsciously answered half of the question and quickly changed his words.
"...You guys are so thick-skinned!" Mo Qiuran said.
"The distinguished guest has won a prize. In fact, we are mutually exclusive... Ahem! Please correct me, distinguished guest!" The dealer said quickly, thinking that he has a skull face, and of course he is not as thick-skinned as you, but he did not dare to say it out.
"This is China, where is the place where Texas Hold'em is popular? If you want to play, you have to play cards with local characteristics. Let's play mahjong!" Mo Qiuran said.
Dealer: "!!!"
Originally, he subconsciously wanted to say that there was no such rule in his program settings, but after weighing the combat effectiveness of both sides, he wisely changed his words: "Your Majesty, what you said makes perfect sense. But we don’t have mahjong here!”
"You don't even have mahjong, how dare you say that you are the croupier of the casino?" Mo Qiuran looked at him with disdain.
Dealer: "..."
Whose casino dares to have mahjong set by the banker? Aren't you afraid of losing money? I'm afraid it's better to be a philanthropist if you don't lose your mind and go crazy!
Of course, he just forced it in his heart and didn't dare to say it out loud. He just nodded in agreement with all nine heads.
"But it doesn't matter. If there is no mahjong, we can make it on the spot!" Mo Qiuran looked at Tang Zi happily.
"That's true." Tang Zi smiled clearly. As the golden pupils lit up, the water element in the air was condensed and turned into a pair of ice mahjong on the table. Tang Zi even thoughtfully added The grinding process.
Dealer: "!!!"
This...ah, this...is this really okay?
I'm just a dealer, don't embarrass me!
"What, do you have any questions?" Mo Qiuran asked thoughtfully.
"No, no problem, of course no problem, it's just mahjong, and I know how to do it!" the croupier immediately said with a "shock".
In fact, he has already begun to say in his heart, "I'm sorry, my king, I don't want to be like this, but I really can't beat him." Mahjong takes a long time, and the winning rate is not as easy to control as Texas. More importantly, because of this mahjong The composition materials are made by the other party...so if the other party wants to change the pattern on it during this process, it will be easy!
The dealer knows all this, but can he do anything about it? He has no choice, unless he wants to be defeated and the other party will directly break through... The most fearful thing these days is meeting someone who can't be beaten!
But these people don't seem to be in a hurry to leave... Why is this?
The dealer thought about it for a while, but still didn't understand it, so he simply stopped thinking about it. Anyway, he was just a small river dealer who was guarding the gate, and he only needed to play cards here.
Well...now it's become a game of mahjong.
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"Yeah, the effect is so good?"
Xia Mi put on a shocked look, looked at Chu Zihang seriously and said: "Brother, if I say this is the method, I saw it in an ancient book and just tried it with a fluke attitude. It didn't work. Thinking that it is so useful, do you believe this statement?"
"...I think you might as well just say you are the Dragon King." Chu Zihang said.
"Hahaha, senior brother, you are really good at joking. How can I be the Dragon King..." Xia Mi laughed twice, but his voice became quieter as he spoke, until they fell silent, with the two still looking at each other.
"Okay, I admit that I am the Dragon King, so what? Are you going to kill me? Don't forget that I just saved you. If you want to kill me, you will be ungrateful, brother!" Xia Mi said.
"...I don't have a must-kill attitude towards the dragons. Maybe it was like this before. The only ones who must be killed are Odin and those Deadpools who have lost their minds and killed innocent people." Chu Zihang said softly.
"...Oh." After another long silence, Xia Mi whispered, "Well, I don't have it now, but I used to... how do I count?"
"From a psychological definition, the you before and the you now do not belong to the same personality, and can even be defined as two different people," Chu Zihang said, "Dragon King Jörmungandr is Dragon King Jörmungandr Yes, Xia Mi is Xia Mi.”
"It would be nice if this kind of thing could be separated so widely..." Xia Mi started to pull his hair, but he was pulling Chu Zihang's hair. Fortunately, Chu Zihang was not used to keeping his hair short, and the length of his hair was too long. That's enough.
"Mo Qiuran said he has a way." Chu Zihang said.
"Eh..." Xia Mi was stunned, "Can he be able to do something like this?"
"I don't know what method he plans to use to do it, but I believe what he said." Chu Zihang said, "As long as you agree."
"...Senior Brother, do you know that it is quite dangerous for you to say such words now? After all, I am not the only one who hears it, there is also that person... who can also hear it." Xia Mi was silent for a while, and suddenly a gloomy look appeared on his face. laugh.
"Of course I'm not afraid of anyone hearing it when I say it." Chu Zihang breathed a sigh of relief. Xia Mi said such words, which means that she has not yet completely integrated with the dragon of Jörmungandr, or even In her heart, she and Jormungandr are still two different individuals!
"If you think you have the ability to face his anger, then just try." Chu Zihang looked at Xia Mi and said.
But both of them understood that his words were not addressed to Xia Mi, but to another being in Xia Mi's body.
"Senior brother, do you think the way you are now is considered a dog...a fox pretending to be a tiger?" Xia Mi smiled slyly and asked close to Chu Zihang's ear.
Chu Zihang's face darkened, what kind of pretentiousness was there? You just wanted to say that it is right for a dog to fight against the power of a man, right? It must be!
This is called classmate friendship, best friends helping each other!
Although it seems that he can't do anything to help him so far, he just passively accepts help... Chu Zihang thought to himself.
I don't know whether it's because he's a black man, or because all the factors that led to his current personality have been removed, so he gradually returns to his true nature. Anyway, Chu Zihang's psychological activities have been a lot more recently.
"She is very angry, but there seems to be nothing she can do. Shouldn't this be called incompetent rage?" Xia Mi chuckled, then his face changed, and he pushed Chu Zihang away, "Okay, I'm Come to think of it, senior brother, you have known my identity for a long time, and you have been pretending in front of me! You must want to see me embarrassed, damn it!"
Xia Mi stood up, strode forward, and murmured in a low voice: "Senior brother, fire prevention and theft prevention, is indeed right. Xiami should have been more careful a long time ago. Now he has been deceived by senior brother. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes. You are full of tricks!"
Chu Zihang scratched his head helplessly, but felt completely relieved, as if...everything was moving in a good direction?
"What are you waiting for? Come quickly! Do you plan to stay here for the rest of your life?" Xia Mi stopped in front and waved to him.
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"Ah hahaha! You lost!" Mo Qiuran laughed wildly, "Your Dragon King sent you here because I'm afraid there's no one left, so that's why, otherwise you wouldn't be able to be a dealer at your level!"
"Yes, yes, distinguished guest, you are right..." The croupier could only nod.
In my heart, I have already begun to curse...who is poor in skills! If you have the ability, would you like to play other games with me? Not only do you want to play mahjong with me, but you also change the cards at will on the way. Do you think I dare to say that even though I know it? I don't dare at all! That's it, why are you still showing off in front of me after you win? Don't bully others too much, you bastard!
"That... I understand the truth, but aren't we on the same side? Why do you want to make me so miserable?" Fingel, who would have had notes plastered on his face if it weren't for having enough chips, asked.
"Hey, senior, don't make things so weird. Whether or not you play mahjong depends entirely on luck. Who knew you were so unlucky? We don't want to win your chips, Sister Tang. Are you saying that?" Mo Qiuran said, and asked Tang Zi for certification.
Tang Zi nodded.
Fingel's eyes were filled with despair. This was simply a husband-wife act, it was too much!
In fact, logically speaking, he did not need to participate. After all, if the croupier was included in mahjong, only three people would be needed, and he had enough chips to leave directly.
But there was no way...Eriyi was refused to join the gambling game by Mo Qiuran and Tang Zi who jointly used the excuse that "my sister cannot participate in the bad habit of gambling", so after "soliciting" the dealer's opinion, Eriyi's chips were calculated It was given to Tang Zi, and the two of them were on one side.
Does the dealer agree? Of course he doesn't agree, but does it matter if he doesn't agree? Of course it was useless, so he simply nodded and agreed without saying a word to refute.
If it weren't for the restrictions of the rules, he would have even wanted to take out the keys and give them to these people. He might even kneel on the ground and beg them to say, "Masters, I was wrong. I'm just a little kid." I'm just a dealer. Every wrongdoer has his own owner, so don't bully me here. Okay, please leave quickly!"
Well, of course Mo Qiuran and the others would not do such a thing, so the dealer was the only one injured.
Fortunately, the croupier didn't know that his king had surrendered to the enemy, otherwise the classic line "The ministers are ready to fight to the death, why do you surrender?" would probably come out in the next second, and then turn into ashes without being tortured.
(In fact, after reading this, you will basically understand that the author himself is not very good at telling stories or particularly profound plots... Because of his poor psychological endurance, I won't watch anything that doesn't have a happy ending.
So the main purpose of writing this book is to make up for the shortcomings of watching Dragons back then. The plot is quite simple... the writing style is not like that of an old thief... the characterization is also not good... but whatever, it's fun anyway. ! )
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