Wen Yin opened the half-opened dice cup and covered it again.
"How about we change the rules?"
He tentatively spoke, wanting to spend more time to see if Jiang Wenzheng was bluffing him.
Jiang Wenzheng, who was sitting opposite, raised his eyebrows upon hearing this and motioned for him to continue.
Wen Yin took a sip of wine and continued, "How about we change it to a round, keep increasing the chips, and then talk about it when we can't hold it anymore, and just ask for the extra points? What do you think?"
Su Yuanyuan, who was standing aside, frowned. What if the old man was cheating and mentioned it like this on purpose?
She looked at Jiang Wenzheng worriedly. The man was still sitting lazily, his long hands casually resting on the edge of the table, swaying leisurely. It was so uncomfortable that he couldn't tell he was nervous at all.
Before Su Yuanyuan could discuss it with him quietly, Jiang Wenzheng agreed, "Okay!"
Wen Yin keenly caught the change in Su Yuanyuan's expression, his confidence increased, he lowered his head and laughed.
"I'll go first. If you're the bigger one, then you can take off one of my legs."
Wen Yin exposed his thick thighs and raised his hands to pat them, showing the strong muscles all over his body.
Su Yuanyuan took a look and couldn't help but sigh that this old man was so well-trained. If he were in modern times, he would definitely become an Internet celebrity.
Jiang Wenzheng also raised his hand, but he pointed at Jiang Xuan who was hanging up, "If you are brave, take off one of his legs."
Jiang Xuan: "..."
Wen Yin thought for a moment and said, "If you were the most powerful person, I would give you this Black Wind Stronghold."
"If you are great, I will let you do whatever you want."
When Jiang Wenzheng said this, he almost said it in the words of scholar Wen Yin, but his eyes glanced at the dice cup in his hand, and he hesitated when he spoke.
Speaking of this, Wen Yin laughed triumphantly. He could now conclude that the boy opposite was trying to show off his talent and wanted to act normal and pretend to be calm. He dared to bet that Jiang Wenzheng's points were definitely not as big as his!
"open!"
Wen Yin opened the dice cup, and two six-and-five dice lay quietly on the table.
The surrounding firelight was bright, and everyone present could clearly see his points.
Wen Yin took a generous sip of wine and looked at Jiang Wenzheng with a chuckle in his eyes.
Jiang Xuan and Wen Shaoru, who were tied up, were dumbfounded when they saw Wen Yin's points. No wonder the old man dared to say harsh words just now, emotional people have the strength!
Jiang Xuan turned to look at Jiang Wenzheng, feeling unsure.
If he loses, one of his legs will be removed!
When Wen Yin saw that Jiang Wenzheng still refused to open his dice, he thought that he was too frightened to open his dice.
"Young man, open it!"
Jiang Wenzheng lowered his eyes and sighed imperceptibly. It was such a pity to lose such a leg.
The dice cup was opened, and three red dots were lying quietly on the table.
Su Yuanyuan didn't expect it, so she made a shocked sound, "Huh?!"
The probability of three sixes is extremely small, but that doesn't mean there is none.
Jiang Wenzheng leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair, with his hands resting on the armrests. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, he looked at Wen Yin's thighs, and his voice sounded like a ghost when he spoke softly.
"Are you going to do it yourself, or should I do it?"
Wen Yin couldn't believe it for the first time. He slammed the table and stood up, but there were really three sixes on Jiang Wenzheng's table.
"Impossible! Impossible!"
His eyes widened with anger, and his gray eyebrows were crooked with anger.
"Don't you think you are a cheater? How can you be a cheater!"
Wen Yin's old face turned red with anger, and veins popped out on his head, which was as smooth as a braised egg. He made a fist and struck at Jiang Wenzheng.
Su Yuanyuan was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she subconsciously wanted to protect Jiang Wenzheng. Why is this old man so rubbish? He can't afford to play with him!
Jiang Wenzheng stretched out his arm to stop Su Yuanyuan who was about to block him.
He took out from one side the long stick he had brought up the mountain and wrapped in black cloth.
As soon as the black cloth was rolled up, he took out a long sword with a dark brown scabbard from his head.
He held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, turned his wrist and pulled out the long sword. When Wen Yin rushed over, he just picked it lightly and put it on his neck.
Wen Yin's forward body suddenly paused, but a string of tiny blood beads emerged from the skin close to the sword blade.
Su Yuanyuan looked at this scene in shock.
Jiang Wenzheng had a smile on his lips, his eyes slightly raised, and he sat arrogantly on the chair, holding Mei Jiao Niang in one hand, and restraining the Turtle Immortal with a long sword in the other.
The long sword in his hand was silver-white, with only a small groove in the middle, and an auspicious cloud pattern engraved on the sword near the bottom.
The hilt of the sword is bronze, and the head is like a ferocious beast, with its mouth open and teeth bared.
The scabbard that Jiang Wenzheng threw aside was engraved with many complicated patterns, and there was a red gem inlaid in the center. When it was turned around, you could actually see the tiny starlight hidden inside.
When Jiang Xuan, who was hanging, saw the sword, his eyes turned into starry eyes, and he looked at Jiang Wenzheng with admiration.
The man smiled arrogantly, as if he had returned to the former Prince Kangwon.
Just when Jiang Wenzheng was about to take the next step, Wenyin howled in pain, held his wrist tightly and knelt on the ground, curling up in pain.
The blood vessels on his tightly held right hand were bulging and showed an unusual black-purple color.
The purple spreads all the way to the shoulders.
This is obviously a sign of poisoning.
Jiang Wenzheng was also a little puzzled. How could Wen Yin be poisoned in his own territory?
He was recalling the details in his mind, and suddenly an idea occurred to him, and he turned to look at Su Yuanyuan.
When Su Yuanyuan saw what he found, she lowered her little head and smiled sheepishly.
Well, she was the one who administered the poison.
She guessed from the beginning that the little old man couldn't afford to play, so she made two preparations and deliberately checked his dice cup, but she didn't know that poison was smeared on it.
Qingyi gave her a variety of poisons, and she found one that was colorless, odorless and difficult to detect.
And she had already applied the antidote on her hands, so of course she wouldn't be accidentally injured.
Wen Yin curled up weakly on the ground, looking at Jiang Wenzheng and Su Yuanyuan with distracted eyes.
"Despicable villain!"
Su Yuanyuan knelt down, opened Wen Yin's mouth and stuffed a small pill into him. She grinned, revealing two pointed little tiger teeth, "Only women are difficult to raise."
Wen Yin's eyes were stunned for a moment, and then he took a closer look at Su Yuanyuan's face. No wonder her voice was so sharp when she spoke. It turns out she is a girl!
After living for almost one hundred and twenty years, this was the first time he fell into the hands of a woman.
"Did you give me the antidote?"
Since taking that little pill, the purple color on Wen Yin's right hand has gradually faded, and his body has gradually gained strength.
The hatred just now flooded into his brain, and his fists hidden in the dark were clenched tightly.
Su Yuanyuan leaned forward, her buttocks resting on the handle of Jiang Wenzheng's chair, and the man also put his arms around her slender waist.
She raised her eyebrows and replied casually, "Of course not, it's another kind of poison!"
