Ye Qiao's words were so heartfelt and the visual was so vivid, as if in the next second he would turn into a black and white photo, hanging there and being mourned by others.
This powerful ability of language description made Qin Huai speechless. He wanted to refute her that it was sophistry, but he couldn't win the argument against Ye Qiao, and he felt quite confused.
The ruthless cultivators were generally devoted to the Dao. As a person who could do nothing but lie down, Ye Qiao still respected the efforts of the scroll kings, so she changed the subject and said, "However, after you leave the secret realm, you will not be far from the transformation of the gods, right?"
Others were amazed at how quickly she broke through, but the speed of others was not necessarily slow either.
Even if they were given the right opportunity, all of their disciples' breakthrough speed was far beyond his own. Thinking of this, Ye Qiao couldn't help but grit his teeth again.
Qin Huai glanced at her and nodded briefly.
Seeing that the two were talking enthusiastically, Song Hansheng tried to hold back, but still couldn't help but said sarcastically: "Then you and Ye Qinghan becoming gods, isn't that so special?"
Everyone knows that when these two people transformed into gods one after the other, the two sects made a great noise with drums and gongs and firecrackers.
"Yes." Ye Qiao turned his head, smiled, and followed him to Yin Yang: "That's great. We are all gods, and we all have a bright future."
He asked: "…Why do your words sound so strange?"
"This is my sincere blessing, you don't understand."
“…”
Shen Ziwei rubbed his arms and shivered as the cold night wind blew past him. Even though he was inside the formation, the young man was still uneasy: "Why are we chatting here?" He always felt that a monster would tear through the formation and rush in in the next second. Normally, he never saw them sit down and talk calmly.
"Because only chatting can kill time."
In this secret place where no one lives, day and night are reversed. At night, one has to be on guard against the demon king who may come to visit at any time. One can only spend time chatting. All the monks release their spiritual consciousness and wander around. Any slight movement can arouse their vigilance.
Everyone's nerves were stretched too thin. Ming Xuan touched her arm and said, "How about playing a game?"
Ye Qiao looked listless, but it was understandable. Among all the disciples, she was the only one who was busy like a spinning top. Her sea of consciousness and spiritual energy were constantly consumed and absorbed. The process was undoubtedly exhausting. After reaching a certain level, sleep would not play any role.
She casually threw a few pills into her mouth to relieve her fatigue, "What game?"
The effect of the elixir produced by the Bishui Sect was immediate, and Ye Qiao became more energetic.
"Guess the number."
"It's simple, isn't it?"
Ye Qiao wanted to play Monopoly, but the rules were too complicated to explain. When she heard about guessing the points, she nodded and said, "What should we bet on?"
Duan Hengdao smiled and said, "Of course, we'll bet on anything."
They still have confidence in relying on luck. Ye Qiao has very bad luck. Even if he can be lucky once in a while, it is only occasionally.
"Whatever you bet on?" Ming Xuan hissed softly, thinking of the scene when he and Chu Xing made a bet, "Bet on my master's life? That won't do."
"It's definitely not that cruel." Duan Hengdao looked at him in confusion, "What are you thinking about?"
"The common bets are usually magic tools, elixirs, spirit stones and talismans."
Ming Xuan thought for a moment and said, "Why not gamble on my master's life?"
“…”
"Come on, come on, buy now and don't leave." Duan Hengdao threw a few dice into it and shook them vigorously in his hands, looking quite professional.
Only the Europeans can laugh at this kind of game, while the non-Europeans can only watch. When Ye Qiao heard that they wanted to gamble on magic tools and talismans, she subconsciously clenched her mustard seed bag. Duan Hengdao asked her, "Do you want to play?"
Ye Qiao shook his head: "I'll just take a look."
After a few rounds, everyone had a mixed record of wins and losses. Ye Qiao couldn't help but complain, "Your luck is too even, isn't it?" No one always wins, and no one always loses.
Sometimes playing this kind of betting game is the only criterion for testing luck. Shen Ziwei shook the dice in his hand and invited enthusiastically: “Ye Qiao, do you want to try it?”
"Come."
Ye Qiao carefully calculated his family assets and felt that he still had some money now.
"Get out of the way, the most amazing person in the audience is here." Shen Ziwei was happy, threw the dice to the middle, and respectfully made room for Ye Qiao.
Ye Qiao feels that people cannot, or at least should not, always be stubborn.
Indeed, people will not always be wrong.
Unless that person is called Ye Qiao.
After a few rounds, she collapsed.
“Ahhh.”
Ye Qiao grabbed the dice in her hand, slammed the table, and stood up, helpless and furious: "Why!!!" She couldn't believe why she could always lose. Didn't KFC say that she was the chosen one? Damn the chosen one.
As soon as she finished expressing her anger, someone else followed her and became angry too.
"Ahhh why is it me again!" Su Zhuo also slammed the table and stood up, shouting.
He was actually quite unlucky, and he had basically never won. Ye Qiao was fine, but Su Zhuo couldn't figure out why he lost.
“…”
The two men were furious for several seconds, and then they sat down one after another, suppressing their rage.
The screams of "one person finishes the song and the other comes on stage" made Mingxuan laugh so hard that he pounded the ground and fell to the ground.
“Hahahahahaha.”
Sure enough, human happiness needs to be built on the suffering of others. After he laughed enough, he realized that if Ye Qiao really lost until he lost his pants, he would be the one who would be unlucky.
After all, we are from the same sect, so maybe they will drag me into paying off my debts together.
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