Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

And that "Brother Pig" has been staring at the table since the Six-Liu Da Shun came down. The six six points are up and neatly arranged, just like the six dice placed there in advance.

He was hit, and he was beaten to pieces. Over the years, he practiced his gambling skills so hard that one day he could easily roll a six-six straight, but up to today, he has not succeeded, but The beauty on the opposite side can do it with ease.

He doesn't agree!

The nature of a gambler is revived in his body at this moment, he still wants to gamble, continue to gamble.

"Do you dare...to gamble again?" "Brother Pig"'s eyes sparkled, and it wasn't the coveted look towards Qingfeng just now, but the jealousy of an opponent.

"Why don't I dare! I will accompany you to the end!" Qingfeng sneered, her tone still arrogant to the bone.

"Okay, let's bet small this time!" "Brother Pig" pushed forward the white money in front of him, and took out a stack of bank notes from his pocket: "This is 10 taels of silver."

Qingfeng glanced at it: "I don't have that much money, so I'd better bet on myself." Her tone was still calm and confident.

"Okay! 10 taels, girl, you are definitely worth it!" At this moment, "Brother Pig" restrained his contempt for Qingfeng, but aroused a sense of respect: there is a way to gamble. I appreciate it from the heart.

It seems that this "Brother Pig" is a failure in life, but as a gambler, he is quite qualified.

"Okay, just say this to you, I'll let you go first." Qingfeng smiled faintly, but it still didn't reach the bottom of her eyes.

"Thank you!" "Brother Pig" thanked, gritted his teeth, grabbed the dice cup and shook it vigorously, Qingfeng listened: Yes, there are two moves, six ones.

At this moment, everyone looked at Qingfeng with some worry. After the shock of the previous one, everyone bet on Qingfeng this time, but now the six ones are the smallest, and it is Qingfeng. If six ones are drawn, it is considered a loss, because it is the young master who sits on the bank.

Qingfeng nodded, and praised "Brother Pig": "He has worked hard." It was obviously a compliment, but "Brother Pig" felt cold when he heard the words, and the palms of his clenched fists were covered with sweat.

Qingfeng lazily picked up the dice cup, covered the dice, shook it for a while, flipped it casually, and said casually: "Six harmony returns to one!"

Immediately, there was another complaint: "I hate it, I haven't touched dice for more than a year, and I'm a lot rusty. I actually rolled 35 times for a Liuhe Guiyi, which is five times more than the last time. It seems to be true. Practice well."

Originally, everyone was dumbfounded as they watched the six dice neatly stacked up and down, forming a form of Optimus Prime. All the ideas were covered, only the red on the top was the most eye-catching.

Everyone was immersed in the Six Harmonies Returning to One that only appeared in legends!

Gosh!To be able to see someone roll out such points in one's lifetime, even if you die tomorrow, it's still worth it.

Everyone saw Feng's eyes clearly. They didn't want to look at people, but gods, super "God of Gamblers!"

After a while, Bixian rose to another level.

However, after hearing Qingfeng's complaints, everyone felt that God is no longer enough to describe Qingfeng's superb gambling skills. After rolling six sums and returning to one with 35 rolls, this person is a god after not touching dice for more than a year ?

No, this person is not a god, this person is a pervert!

How could God be so greedy!

Qingfeng cast a sideways glance, and Zhang Luo, who stood stupidly by the side, ordered: "Zhang Luo, that 10 taels of silver is now your master's and mine, and I still don't think of a way to put it away."

Zhang Luo woke up like a dream, and swept the silver and bank notes opposite to him.

Qingfeng raised an eyebrow at "Brother Pig" and said, "Do you want to gamble again?" He probably meant to pat his ass and leave after winning the money.

"Bet, why don't you gamble? I don't believe it. Don't tell me you can win everything." "Brother Pig" was full of gamblers, his veins were popping out, and he roared at the servants on the side: "Go, take the money from the Four Seas Gambling House." Move out all the silver for me."

The servant wanted to open his mouth to persuade him, but before he opened his mouth, he was slapped, "Hurry up, don't you hear me?" The gangster always looked up at him. Even though he admired Qingfeng's gambling skills from the bottom of his heart at this moment, he still couldn't bear the feeling of being completely trampled under his feet and could only look up at the other party.

The most important thing is that if he can't make a mistake today, he will never be able to hold his head up again in Mingdu from now on, and he can only behave like a man with his tail between his legs.

How could he, who had always been aloof, accept this?

Qingfeng sighed in her heart: It really is full of gambling!

However, this is the best way. The meeting gift for the emperor should not be too shabby. This 10 taels of silver is not a small amount for ordinary people, but in front of the emperor of a country, it is not worth mentioning.

Qingfeng was satisfied with "Brother Pig"'s first wave of anger: "Brother Zhu, for the sake of giving me money with all your heart, I will leave you a pair of underwear today.

So, in the time of two cups of tea, Comrade "Brother Pig" successfully joined the ranks of the proletariat, with no more, no less, only one underwear left.

Of course, at the same time as one person becomes a proletarian, another person also honorably joins the ranks of a capitalist.

There was a deadly silence in the inner room, "Brother Pig" collapsed on the chair, his eyes glazed over, watching Qingfeng hand over the house deed and the winning bank notes of Sihai Gambling House to Zhang Luo who was at the side, and ordered him to keep them.

"I... I'll take all of this..." Zhang Luo stuttered as he looked at Qingfeng who had a calm expression on his face!

Qingfeng rolled his eyes at him, and snorted coldly: "If you don't accept it, should I accept it?"

What does she look like with such a pile of papers in her feather coat, how can she feel so ecstatic!

Although she doesn't care much about her image, this is Mingdu, and she still counts on the title of "Gambling Immortal" and "God of Gamblers", which will be resounding in the sky, and it is best to spread to the emperor's ears. At that time, she wants to exchange blood soul grass It's easier.

Zhang Luo was stared at by Qingfeng, and immediately put the bank note into his arms in a hurry, with endless warmth in his heart, Qingfeng's complete trust made his heart soften instantly as if soaked by something, The handsome face showed the courage to die for the confidant: if she entrusts her wealth to him, then he will entrust his life to her.

It's worth paying your life for such a person, isn't it?