PFC Chapter 252 This cartoonist is a bit wicked (42)
Chapter 252 This cartoonist is a bit wicked (42)
Chapter 252 This cartoonist is a bit wicked (42)
The aroma of the wine was strong in the space. Although the others did not drink, they were also infiltrated by the strong spiritual energy in the medicinal wine and felt hot all over their bodies.
"Three."
Yuan Jiu skillfully threw a card.
Sheng Wu stared at his own card, and after sweeping it around, he pushed it out with some hesitation, "Little bird."
Shuxue sat beside Yuwen and studied.So Yuwen played cards very slowly, and taught Shuxue how to read cards and how to play them through voice transmission with his spiritual consciousness.
So the three people on the opposite side would see Shuxue frowning from time to time, and after a while he suddenly realized.
【--Ding!Your friend owner applied to join the group]
【Welcome Yuanjiu to join the mahjong novice group】
Yuan Jiu: I remember that Di Li and Xiao Shengwu saved a lot of treasures in the past, how about :)
Yuwen: Master, I will cooperate with you in whatever you want to do!
Shuxue: Wow⊙ω⊙You guys are too bad! ! !But I like it!What can I do, you just open your mouth.
Yuan Jiu pursed her lips and smiled silently.
After throwing another card, she said in a very lazy voice: "Today, I'll play harder. I'll take Lingbao as a bet. If you lose, you all take it. And the sea view room on Yukun Mountain, oh, It's the small three-story attic near the lake, if you want it, you can win it yourself."
"Ah, I want it!" Hearing this, Sheng Wu's eyes were as bright as if a light bulb was installed, and it was the kind that suddenly pressed the switch.
Everyone knew that she had coveted that attic for a long time. Not only did it have the most beautiful scenery in the entire Wuxue City, but it also had the most spiritual power.It was originally built for the owner, but the owner didn't think about it when it was time to move.
Talking about nostalgia, I still feel that the old house is suitable for her, and it will be troublesome to move again.
Over time, the small attic nine became vacant.However, some maidservants are often sent to clean up.
Sheng Wu was the first to bear the brunt, and conjured up a bunch of top-quality treasures, "I crush these!"
Di Li glanced at her, couldn't help frowning, and whispered: "Fool."
Sheng Wu, who paid too much attention to Di Li, naturally also heard his muttering to himself, and said angrily, "God, why did you call me stupid! I'm not convinced!"
Di Li's deep eyes fell on Sheng Wu's eyes, and his voice was cold, "Just tell me."
Sheng Wu didn't understand what he meant for a while, and asked a little cutely: "What?"
"Did you beat the master once when playing mahjong?"
"No."
Don't think about it, Shengwu firmly remembers his 99 games and 99 losses.
Sheng Wu paused, and said with a smile: "Although I lost 99 games, the master only accepted 49 magic weapons from me. The master is still very good to me."
Yuan Jiu coughed a little guilty.
Di Li sighed softly, "You idiot."
"What, isn't it?"
For the most stupid child Sheng Wu among the Nine Sects, Yu Wen couldn't stand it any longer.He decided to tell the truth today, "Sheng Wu, actually... the remaining fifty pieces were all paid for by Di Li."
"Oh." Sheng Wu nodded to show that she understood.But in the next second, there was a burst of shouting from the mahjong table, "What the hell? Wait, did I hear wrong just now? All five or fifty magic weapons were given to the master by the male god on my behalf?"
"Tsk, love is so deep." Yuan Jiu did not forget to play cards while teasing, "Batong. Xiao Shengwu, it's your turn."
Now Sheng Wu's mind is full of the words that Di Li gave her the magic weapon, so...he randomly draws out the first card and throws it out.
Yuan Jiu took a closer look, and the lazy expression was immediately replaced by a smile, his eyes were clear and bright, and wrapped in a bit of wine color: "It's muddy!"
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Good night~
(End of this chapter)