When the wine and food came, they only ate it.

Xiao Mengmeng is not interested in these foods, but Xiao Mengbian is obsessed with wine.

Qu Tan'er didn't force Xiao Mengmeng to eat because the food of the demon tribe is different from that of humans. They can eat food for ordinary humans or not. If they want to eat meat, it is also the meat of monsters, so that they will be helpful to them. Otherwise, it is spiritual fruits, elixirs, spiritual medicines, etc., everything that can be eaten with spiritual energy.

The drunk little dream beast is extremely cute.

When Xiao Mengmeng mentioned it, she quietly said in its ear.

Hearing this, the little dream beast blinked in confusion and looked at Mo Liancheng quite cutely. Suddenly, it was using its magical powers to make Mo Liancheng dream.

In just a moment, Mo Liancheng's long sleeves flicked.

The little dream beast disappeared in an instant and threw it into the Jiuxiao Tower.

Qu Tan'er also flashed and kicked Xiao Mengmeng out of the yard in an instant, cursing: "If you don't beat you for a day, you will be itchy."

"Master, I'm so bored, just let me go out to the street..."

"Besides, let you go into the Jiuxiao Tower and stay."

"Then forget it, I'll look at the stars in the yard. You don't have to worry about me."

"..." Damn, this guy, it's broad daylight now!

In the evening.

Qin Ling and others rushed back excitedly, and seemed to have a great time.

In the evening, Mo Liancheng and Qu Tan'er entered the room to rest, but it was particularly lively outside.

Xiao Mengmeng held it in one day, and actually took out a night pearl and said in the hall that she wanted to start a bet, big or small. As soon as he spoke, the rest of the people were not allowed to sleep. If Qinling wanted to ignore Xiao Mengmeng, it would be fine, but when he mentioned this, he also wanted to bet. Xiao Mengmeng played with the dealer for a few games and suddenly said, "I'm not an alchemist, come on Qinling. It's suitable for him to be a dealer."

"..." Qinling frowned.

But after thinking about it, the guy present was the one who talked about the spiritual grass and spiritual pills.

Amid a group of expectant eyes, he agreed.

As a result, it was extremely miserable!

For some reason, every time Xiao Mengmeng bet... she never lost once when she bet...the seventh-grade spiritual pill. But every time she bet with a third-grade spiritual pill, Xiao Mengmeng always loses. At first, everyone didn't pay attention, but gradually, Qinling discovered this and had vague doubts.

However, Qinling repeatedly checked the iliac. There was no problem. But what happened?

Is it really that coincidental?

Gradually, count it, Zhufeng and Xiao Cangqiong also lost badly... they always bet on the wrong side.

The little snake beauty has watery eyes from time to time. After gambling for so long, she can't win.

However, there was another young man who made a fortune in silence, but Qinling did not pay attention to it.

As for why he can win?

Because of the presence, the only young man knew of Xiao Mengmeng's special ability. The young man didn't need to consider the size of the body at all, he just needed to consider Xiao Mengmeng's idea. When Xiao Mengmeng bets with the advanced spirit pill, he would follow him. When Xiao Mengmeng bets on the lower-grade spirit pill... he did the opposite.

Qinling did not pay attention to the boy who won the most because the boy did not have advanced spiritual pills from the beginning.

Losing these middle and lower-grade spiritual pills will not hurt or itchy for Qinling.

Only when Qin Ling lost the top-grade one, he felt inexplicably distressed.

In order to squeeze out as much of the high-level spiritual pills hidden in Qinling as possible, Xiao Mengmeng used all her tricks, "I...bet a ninth-grade spiritual pill."

"I don't have a ninth rank." Qin Ling didn't think about it and refused.
Chapter completed!