"Xiangliu is an evil god, and you are the noble ancient sage. Now that the evil god is born, it is a disaster to the world. Should Lord Xue Shen kill it and restore peace in the world? What do you think?"
Since Xiangliu was disliked, Chu He urged them to fight. This little tiger, Ling'er, had no power to fight back in front of him. Although Xiangliu's strength was far superior to Ling'er, the two of them were considered
There is not too high power gap, and it is still possible to lose both sides if they fight.
Maybe Chu He can clean up the two of you by then.
"Human, what are you thinking?"
Chu He was fantasizing about it, and the little tiger's face suddenly looked ugly. Chu He hurriedly retracted his thoughts and thought that if the little tiger knew about his thoughts, he would probably die now.
This little tiger is an ancient sage. Although only a wisp of residual soul is alive, it was once a proud existence. How could it be that it could be dealt with by a human being?
"Uh, nothing, I'm wondering when will it start after you've been shaking for so long?"
Chu He was wearing a sloppy eyes. At first he thought that these ancient sages had the ability to spy on human ideas, but this time Chu He was thinking too much, because the little tiger did not have this ability. The reason why he looked ugly was that he noticed it.
When Chu He's eyes changed in a lewd way, he guessed something bad.
He originally wanted to pull the little tiger into the water, but he didn't expect that the little tiger would notice it, so Chu He had to give up in disappointment.
"Start now!"
As soon as Chu He finished speaking, the little tiger shook the sieve's hand and put down the sieve cup. Moreover, he did not use Yan Ling to talk about the sieve points from the beginning to the end, which means that he has to rely on his techniques this time.
It’s so arrogant to win Chu He!
Chu He is far from free and easy, but he is shouldering the lives of two disciples. He saw that the little tiger had stopped for a long time, and Chu He was still shaking the sieve desperately. He was actually unable to determine whether the sieve was following his requirements.
Shake it out.
But he had a plug-in, that is, he could use the colorful divine stone to enter the sieve cup to peek at the current points of the sieve and report it to Chu He.
In the end, Chu He waited until the sound inside the sieve cup became clearer and more rhythmically, he fell heavily.
The little tiger looked at Chu He and smiled. He took the initiative to open the sieve cup. Everyone felt trembling when they saw this point.
"One pillar is the sky, a little bit! It's your turn!"
Chu He looked at the little tiger, no wonder these people didn't let him use sieve to bet with him. He was afraid that this guy had been operating sieve for many years. His chubby tiger claws could be as clever as human fingers.
It is really the best proof that diligence can make up for shortcomings.
Seeing this point, although Ling'er didn't know the rules of the game, she just looked at the little tiger's proud look and knew that things were not good.
As expected, Mo Bian is now feeling like he is losing his parents. His expression is extremely difficult to see. Although the two are just gambling, he is the one who is the most nervous as a bet.
The little monk didn't dare to open his eyes now, but just put his hands together and kept silently chanting Amitabha Buddha.
The young monk had already said that he would only follow Chu He to practice in the future. However, at the critical moment, his instinct to survive continued to drive him and ask him to seek help from the Buddha.
These onlookers also looked ugly.
"I told you a long time ago, don't bet on sieve with him. Even if you throw a coin, you still have the possibility of winning. There is no possibility of betting on sieve."
"I'm sorry for these two little babies. They can reach the realm of Golden Immortal at a young age. It's such a pity that they are treated as food for nothing!"
"Hey, what can I do? If you are in your hands, you can only follow their rules!"
Everyone was very desperate, but the polar bear beside him took a picture of the snow sculpture in confusion and asked in confusion.
"Brother Diao, you don't feel nervous at all. If Chu He can win, maybe we still have a way to live. If Xu Shengda keeps winning, we will be really dead!"
The polar bear looked at the snow sculpture, but the snow sculpture had a pair of eagle eyes staring at Chu He's eyes.
Diao is born with a keen visual sense and can see details that ordinary people cannot see. Although everyone is full of despair, there is a firm flame in Chu He's eyes.
"Tell you, this time, Chu He won!"
"How is this possible? Lord Xue Shen has already shaken a little, no matter how powerful Chu He is, it will be a little bit. At most, the two of them will tie. Moreover, Lord Xue Shen is a master. If a game is reopened, Lord Xue Shen will win.
Undoubtedly, as long as this kid makes a mistake once, the two kids will be finished!"
The polar bear could not understand the confidence of the snow sculpture, and just expressed his own opinion, but the snow sculpture snorted coldly.
"You can see it yourself!"
While the snow sculpture raised its neck and spoke, Chu He suddenly opened the sieve cup.
"One pillar is the sky, a little bit!"
Seeing the points inside, Mo Duo quietly breathed a sigh of relief. The same points were, that was a draw, and he could survive the draw.
"Master, you are so awesome!"
Mo Duan shouted, and Ling'er was nervous and sweating.
"We didn't lose!"
Ling'er looked very excited, and the little tiger looked at Chu He teased.
"I really underestimate you boy. I didn't expect you to have two tricks. This time it was a draw. Next, I hope you can continue to maintain your good luck!"
The little tiger was very proud because with his skills, he could shake it a little every time. If Chu He made a mistake once, he would lose the life of his disciple.
"Slow down, it's not a draw. Lord Xue Shen, you lost!"
Just when the little tiger wanted to take back the sieve, Chu He hurriedly interrupted his movements. The little tiger indeed stopped and looked at Chu He with some angrily.
"Boy, I am willing to accept the loss of the bet, and keep my promise. If you win me, I will let your Ling'er go. Now it's just a draw, and you haven't lost. Why are you so excited? It doesn't matter, let's go next game!"
"There is no need to say the next sentence. I will give me the chips for this game first! I will release my two disciples, and the magic weapon you mentioned that is useful to Buddhist disciples. Thank you for your hard work!"
Chu He stretched out his hand to ask for it, and the little tiger became even more angry.
"Boy, can't you see the points above clearly? They are all points, we are the same!"
"The points are the same, but, Lord Xue Shen, have you seen it? My point is what point is displayed side by side, two, three, four, five, and two, three, four, five, all from top to bottom are in the same direction.
Above a vertical line, Lord Snow God, and yours seems messy."