Chapter 37: Red clouds and flowers are pitiful 2

The red gauze is only separated by a shallow line. In this position, only the pity can see the people behind the scenes. The other people in the lobby are blocked by his body. They can't see, of course, they don't dare to look around. The left eye stared at the pity, and the pity also stared at him and entered God.
This appearance of Huacheng not only looks like a grown up, but also has a higher body. I used to show him pity, and I can barely look at it. Now, if I look at him, I have to raise my head.
Looking at the sun, the flower city slowly opened.
He sighed: "You are bigger than big, or small."
This voice is low and sweet, and thank you for this. Anyway, it is the same as big and small, no difference, so he replied: "Be big."
Huacheng Road: "Good. I will come first."
Thanks to the left hand holding the chassis of the black wood gambling, the right hand pressed the round lid above. Huacheng stood opposite him, his right hand covered his left hand, shook it with a light, and then opened. I saw the top of the chassis, two dice, one six o'clock, one five o'clock.
Lang Qianqiu, who was hanging above, could see clearly. When I saw it, it was so big that I couldn’t help but widen my eyes. I was very surprised: "How could this be??"
Huacheng slightly loosened a hand and thanked him: "Swing like this, you try."
Thanks to him, he learned how he looked and shook it twice. Huacheng said: "No."
Although it is said that thanking the pity is not right, but the tone is very soft and extremely patience. Said, Huacheng once again held the hand below him, his left hand also explored, over the right hand of Xie pity holding the lid, whispered: "This is the case."
In this way, the back of the hand of both hands is covered by the palm of the flower city.
The skin touches and the temperature is as cool as jade. The pair of gorgeous silver wristbands are cold and iron. However, the movements of the flower city seem to be careful, and they are not allowed to touch the pity. His hands with his pitiful hands shook the black wood gambling.
One, two, three.
铛铛, 铛铛, 铛铛.
The two scorpions are boned, rolling in the black raft, lingering and slamming, and the sound is crisp. However, it was such a faint vibration, but it was shocking and thankful. And this silky, climbed up along his wrist and spread.
Shaking and shaking, Xie pity unconsciously raised his eyes and glanced at it, and found that Huacheng did not look at the gambling, but he kept staring at him, his lips curled slightly. Xie pity couldn't help but smile at him. Then I remembered that there were still a lot of ghosts and ghosts watching from above. I immediately smiled and looked down at the gestures that Huacheng played with. He said, "Why?"
Huacheng’s lips smiled deeper and said:
Yes. Yes, that’s it.

Looking at the pity and shaking a few hopes with hope, he said again: "Open it?"
Thanks for the pity, I saw the two white scorpions on the chassis. It was two three points.
Two of the three points are already amazing achievements. The praying heart seems to have a spring breeze, and I thought: "Is it really I have caught it?"
However, even if the results are amazing, six points is still smaller than eleven. He coughed softly and said: "Sorry, I lost."
Huacheng said: "It doesn't matter, this is not a bad thing. I am teaching you now, come back."
This sentence comes out, regardless of whether Lang Qianqiu or Shi Qingxuan is dazzling. The ghosts in the hall are even more stunned and have made a fuss:
"What happened to the city owner? I thought the city mainly gave him a good look. The result is really teaching him??"
"Is this still not worth it?? Can you still play like this??"
"This is not counting, when will it be counted?"
"It seems that the mood of the city owner is really good today..."
Huacheng picked the left eyebrow and the girl outside said immediately: "Please calm down."
The lobby was quiet again in an instant, but although I didn't talk, my eyes were even more unscrupulous. Huacheng smiled and encouraged him in his ear: "Come on?"
Probably because there are too many ghosts in the gambling house, Xie Pity feels that the cheek epidermis is a bit hot, saying: "Okay."
The bones were muddy and bones were shaken, and two more were shaken. This time, when I opened it, it was actually two four points.
Huacheng Road: "How is it, is it a little bigger?"
Although I felt a bit wrong, but thank you for nodding, said: "Yes... a little bigger."
Huacheng Road: "Do well, continue."
He is so tempting, but somehow, there are many sly laughter and sounds that seem to be female ghosts. Xie pity is also unclear, in the end what posture is correct. He first began to study how the hand of Huacheng was placed, how fast and how to grasp it, but now he just let the flower city take it with him. Shaking and shaking, there is a growing trend of more and more intense, thank you for thinking: "Sanlang is not yelling at me..."
Lang Qianqiu has been watching it at the top, probably as he feels, and can't help but say: "You, don't shake it. He is clearly lying to you, what is the correct posture. He must have cheated!"
He shouted out loud, and Shi Qingxuan once again covered his face.
Under the screams, the screams of the scorpion screamed and smashed, and they all said: "I don't know, don't talk!"
"Noisy, big guys are seeing the wonderful place!"
"The leader of the road is doing the posture of the bishop of our city. The result is more than one time but the truth!"
"Yes! What do you know!"
Lang Qianqiu angered: "You, this group of people who are blind and swearing words... Ah!!"
He suddenly stopped his mouth and flushed his face. It turned out that the female ghosts at the bottom licked the belt he had hanged down and said: "The younger brother is going to be noisy again, you can't talk nonsense again, my sisters may want to lick your pants. La!"
Lang Qianqiu has never been subjected to this kind of threat, and he is too angry to speak. He said: "You...you!"
If it was only a group of ghosts, it would be fine, but if he was really smashed, he would sit on the side of the of the gods, and the face would be lost. Now Lang Qianqiu would not dare to say more. Xie pity looked up and saw that he was desperate to lick himself with his eyes, and he was funny and pitiful. He had to bow his head and whisper to Huacheng: "...Sanlang."
Listening to him shouting, Huacheng smiled and said: "Don't worry about him. We continue."
"..."
Thanks for the helplessness, holding the gambling, and shaking two more. Unsurprisingly, this time, shake out two "five".
Seeing the situation, the ghosts are more fun, and they are more and more crazy. They say, "Is there no? It is getting bigger and bigger!"
And thankfulness has long been discovered, this is Huacheng playing with him. He is a little bit dumbfounded, thinking that there is no correct posture in the world. For him, what posture is wrong, and he can completely abandon any transshipment in the future. I am preparing to shake the last one on my own, but Huacheng said: "Wait a minute."
Thanks for feeling that he pressed his palms a little more heavily and stopped, saying: "What?"
Huacheng is half-truth and authentic: "This brother, you seem to have not said, what should you do if you lose?"
Listening to his expression of "cheer brother", the expression of Shi Qingxuan and Lang Qianqiu is really hard to say. And the ghosts are also a horrible thing, and a few are scared to the ground.
It’s also embarrassing to say that I’m so anxious, thank you for not thinking about the bet, saying:
This...

What he originally thought was also to put on his ten-year life. However, the life of the official is long, and ten years is probably nothing. Silver money treasure? nonexistent. Mana Spirit? nonexistent. For a moment and a half, thankfulness could not think of it. There was something to bet, so I had to ask the owner of the gambling house. He said: "Do you think that there is something in me that is worth making a bet?"
Wen Yan, Huacheng laughed.
He said: "I don't care. What is on your body?"
Thanks for thinking, I coughed, and told the truth: "I... this time, I only brought a that I didn't finish."
Wen Yan, Huacheng sneered out. He smiled, but others wanted to laugh and laugh.
After the laughter was finished, Huacheng nodded and said: "Yes. Just the girl."
This statement is not only a group of ghosts, but even those girls who hold the table are shocked.
Since the opening of this gambling house, there have been countless incredible bets. Have internal organs, have longevity, have emotions, and have the ability. However, no bet, there is no such incredible today: a gimmick that has not finished eating. Even Lang Qianqiu couldn't help it, and said: "This... What does this mean? You mean me... I only value one girl who has not finished eating?"
A group of ghosts haha, some people shouted: "What's wrong with a girl? You are cheap, you can't stop!" Xie Li listened, and the sound of this collapse is the teacher Qing Xuan hiding in the group of ghosts. Just laughing and laughing, Huacheng said to him: "Come. Finally, don't be nervous."
Thanks: "I am not nervous."
The two still maintained their hands and hands on their backs and shook a few. Although thankfulness is really not very nervous, but he sticks to the gambling hand palm, and the back of the hand of the flower city, it seems to have pulled out a layer of faint thin sweat. Finally, the two stopped their actions, and at the moment when they revealed the victory, he took a breath and opened it.
Two dice, two six o'clock!
Thank you for your relief, knowing what is going on, and looking up at Huacheng. Huacheng raised an eyebrow and said: "Hey, I lost."
He confessed to this voice, although he was serious, but he was not sincere. The ghosts in the hall are also silent.
There are still people who say "This is not counting, then when is the number", now the answer comes out: until the winner, it is counted.
This release of water is too mad!
However, no one will say anything about it. The girl took the black wood gambling and lifted it up. "Congratulations, this son, this game, you won."
Everyone gave a lot of face and shouted: "The city loses and loses perfectly! Beautiful!"
"The winner is not taught by the city owner. It is also good for the city bishop to win!"
"Yeah! Today is an eye-opener, learning the correct posture of shaking the dice! Benefiting a lot! Ten years can not be used!"
Listening to the sound of a group of magical dances around, thank you and pity can not help. Seeing that he smiled, Huacheng also laughed and dialed a red gauze. At this time, Lang Qianqiu said at the top: "Since you lost, let me down!"
Huacheng still stared at the pity, the smile did not change, the eyes did not lift, just raised his hand, and waved, Lang Qianqiu immediately slammed down. That loud noise, I heard a lot of gratitude. Shi Qingxuan couldn't be exposed, and he couldn't rush over, so he turned and leaned over and leaned over to see, "You are alright."
Lang Qianqiu climbed up and patted the gray on his body. "Nothing, thank you. He wants you to go up and definitely wants to cheat and let you lose. Fortunately, you are gambling!"
Thank you for your pity: "This is completely wrong. If he doesn't give me water, I will be gambling that I will not win back to you..."
Just thinking, he suddenly heard a few "squeaky" sounds, and then there was a low exclamation. Thanks for looking back, it turned out that Huacheng finally came out from behind the red curtain.
Before the juvenile form, the flower city was full of long hair, but at this time it was covered in red, black hair was scattered, and the beauty was fascinating. Only a small scorpion on the right side, with red coral beads, but with a bit of playfulness. The wristband is silver, the boot chain is silver, the belt is silver, and a slender scimitar is hung around the waist. The curve is round and smooth, and it is also silver. The blade is slender and the person is slender. He leaned on the side of the half-open red yarn, holding his arm, and his face looked like a smile, saying: "Brother, you won me."
Of course, thank you for knowing what is going on, but helplessly: "You don't laugh at me."
Huacheng raised his eyebrows: "No. How come?"
The ghosts in the group are extremely excited. The boiling water is generally rolling, and they are all excited. They whispered: "How did the city owner change a piece of leather today?"
"To die, the new master of the city, I am going to die, and it’s fresh and strong!"
"What is dead, you are not already dead, or a mother-in-law?!"
It seems that because Huacheng has never been able to show the public in the past, and frequently change the skin, so that even the ghosts of the ghost city can't figure out what he looks like. He thinks that this appearance is also a fake skin he wears. However, only the pity and the heart know that the face must be the true meaning of the legendary blood rain. 2k novel reading network