Asked The Red Dust

Pixiu couldn't figure out what this was, so that a monk Huiyang could use the power of the rules.

They ... have been shrinking in the sea for too long, not knowing the new ways on earth.

Then it can only be said.

This die, Du Pingsheng said, can't be used by people who are much higher than his level. Originally, Qin Yi felt that he couldn't use it anymore. As a result, the pokemon followed Qin Yi's words and admitted the game.

If only one contract witness is needed, then the rule of the dice is established.

The compulsory contract of gambling is in resonance with the rules of the world. There is no change, and the outcome of the gambling game will be the outcome.

It seemed that golden characters flashed in the sky, and I couldn't understand what was written, but a contract floated in everyone's heart: heaven and earth were the proof, and the game was established.

The battle is forcibly stopped. Both sides can no longer shoot the other party, and they can't do anything else. They can only play the game.

Seeing the expression of Pixiu eating Cheung, Qin Yi laughed, very comfortable, what is the use of dragging by fighting, the only thing is to interrupt the spell, this is not a sure stick to be saved?

Has long felt that gambling is a powerful control technique, really witty.

Not waiting to be complacent, the tassel yelled over there: "Idiot! You idiot!"

"Uh?" Giant Qin Yi was puzzled: "What's the matter, you haven't hurried to break free and scolded me for what."

"I'm free, but I can't break your world contract, and I can't even kill this brave pig!" Tassel floated over and scolded: "This is the power of the rules, you idiot must really bet against it Row!"

"Oh, this way." Qin Yi exhaled easily: "Can't you get out of danger? Isn't it enough? Who thinks so much. Gambling with it is gambling."

The tassel said angrily: "Have you ever thought about what you do if you lose? You think your bet doesn't stop it, how can there be such a simple thing? Heaven and earth are fair, just to fill and build the spirit of the wood to bet, it loses If you lose it, you lose it, of course, you fill it. Do n’t you die? "

Qin Yi blinked and blinked: "But I ... don't think I will lose."

Tassel glared at him, Qin Yi looked calm.

Looked at each other for a while, tassels hummed, and turned their heads to not look at him.

What is the gambling game? Is it in Qin Yi's mind that he is heavier or tassel heavier?

Pixiu next to him smelled his face and finally said: "How to measure?"

Who is more important in my mind? This is something that cannot be measured at all. How to gamble?

Qin Yi slowly took out a balance.

Before the Great Desolation, looking for a gambling sect to prepare for battle, Du Pingsheng gave the dice and a balance that he thought would never come in handy.

Du Pingsheng said, whoever weighs everything is weighed.

Qin Yi looked at the balance for a long time, and didn't know its mechanism. If Heaven does not approve, then you have to use other methods, such as forming an extreme situation that can only live one, depending on whether you care for yourself or save the tassel.

Once trapped in that kind of torture, it would be a tragedy, and you can only live one anyway. Isn't this gambling game pitting yourself? It wo n’t do any good to win!

The golden texture flashed quickly in the sky, enveloped the balance, and then the texture submerged in the balance, and there was a long and brilliance. There is an image floating in everyone's mind: yes.

貔貅 frowned.

Qin Yi breathed again.

The gambling stuff is fun ...

Can actually be weighed with this, without falling into extreme situations to die. This kind of thing that resonates with the rules of heaven is really a great treasure. It seems a bit interesting to go back and communicate more with the gambling people.

Tassel just wanted to speak, and suddenly there was an invisible force of heaven and earth covering it, and put a little ghost on the end of the scale as he did.

Tassel sat on the balance and looked at Qin Yi expressionlessly.

The balance did not move.

It can't cheat at all and can't exert any ability.

貔貅 could not help but sneer: "And then? Are you sitting at the other end?"

Qin Yi tried to sit at the other end, and there was no response.

He looked up at the sky, knowing that he was not sitting on the other end.

This is the weight in mind, not the weight of people.

Du Pingsheng said long ago, how to weigh. Pixiu was clearly able to see it, and laughed: "It seems to be heart-wrenching."

Looks back.

Tasseled eyes.

"Also weigh, you don't even dare to dig, what amount to measure? Haha ... Hahaha ..." Pixiu smiled from the sky: "The ridiculous game, pit yourself, fill me with wood ... eh?"

'S voice was not falling, Qin Yi put a heavy paw into his heart.

Splashing blood.

貔貅 looks changed.

Tassel sat in front of him, staring staringly, Qin Yixin's blood was straight like a firework, exploded in front, fell, and was poignant.

Qin Yi took out his heart unchanged, and looked at it with some curiosity, then grinned: "The good exercises given by the unintentional god, the heart can live out when I pull it out, I feel that the lungs have temporarily replaced the effect of the heart ,Very powerful ah."

You still have free time to study your own heart effects ...

The tassel's lips wriggled, squeezed tightly, and said nothing.

'S voice echoed in the space: "True hero too."

Whether the heart can live or not, it can not be done by ordinary people at all.

What if won't die? It is difficult for ordinary people to take the initiative to cut a finger.

True hero too.

Pi Xiu said angrily: "Let's put it on! Because the exercises can live unconsciously, then take the heart, what proof? This king does not believe that there is no one in the world who is not for himself! You think that it is useless, you have lost this game. ! "

Qin Yi and tassel looked at each other, and some of the arrogant conversations in these days echoed in his ears.

"Whoever thinks he is most important in his heart."

"You think I am for you, who is not for yourself?"

"I'm not ..."

I am not.

"Actually, you are not." Qin Yi whispered, not caring about the blood on his chest. "You just held your hand in front of me, did you say it was for yourself?"

Tassel did not answer, but still looked at him fixedly.

His expression was extremely pale, and the severe pain made the forehead green muscles twitch, but his face was calm and silent.

Qin Yi smiled, crouched weakly, and put his heart on the other side of the balance.

Pixiu's gaze fell on the balance, and even the spirit of Jianmu in the distance seemed to be shaking.

How much does a person's soul weigh? Some people say it is twenty-one grams, some people say thirty-five grams.

How heavy is a person's heart? Two hundred and fifty grams is half a catty.

If it is an ordinary balance, then of course the end of the heart is heavier and no amount is needed at all.

It's just that this balance measures not the physical weight, but the most virtual and most unmeasured—the weight in the heart.

Only the world can be learned, but the world can be measured.

Under the great change of Pixiu's look, the balance on the tassel side slowly sinks.

The weight of a soul ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ overwhelmed a heart.

The weight of this little ghost in his heart really surpassed himself.

Is a deed, and the outcome is clear.

A ball of golden light exploded in the balance, wrapping up the brave pigeon.

"No! You are thousands, you must be a special magic weapon to forge the world's fortune!" The sound of Pi Xiu sounded in the golden light, but no one ignored it at all.

Qin Yi and tassel are still looking at each other. There is no emotion in Tassel's eyes, but there is a smile in Qin Yi's eyes. He stretched out his finger and ticked: "Look, win."

"Boom!" Pixiu's body was torn apart, and a spirit body was entangled in golden light, and was forcibly thrown into the spirit of building wood.

The rules of the world cannot be resisted. The unbelief just now is the last word.

The spirit of Jianmu thrived, and the blood and flesh of Pixiu penetrated into Jianmu, providing the lack of energy to feed. The energy of Jianmu, which was already recovering, was even more majestic.

There is only one ring rolling on the ground, and a spirit body shaped like a small brave snake surrounds it.

"Not yet dead?" Qin Yiqiang propped up his mace.

"No, it's dead." The low voice under the tyrant is sighing: "It's just unconscious ... the spirit of keeping money."

He raised his head, and the huge dragon eye looked at Qin Yi: "You ... are amazing."