After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 144|Don’t ask about ghosts and gods, ask about common people

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Qiao Wan continued to play beads without even looking at the severed finger on her left hand.

The crystal ball rolled down, and the colorful porcelain woman smiled: "Black, one inch."

Meng Canglang nodded slightly and saw that half of the incense stick in front of him had been cut off again, leaving only a pitiful half.

The woman with colored porcelain said lightly: "Black, two inches."

With the sound of scissors rising and falling, only about an inch of the incense stick in front of Meng Canglang was left.

Qiao Wan's eyelashes trembled slightly and she took a deep breath in her heart. She only had one chance. If she was so bad this time, Meng Canglang would probably be the first unlucky guy to be dragged to death by her black face.

Although he said it was not Qiao Wan's fault, Fang Lingqing couldn't help but beat a little drum in her heart as she watched the incense string being cut off inch by inch, and said in shock: What kind of **** luck does Lu Cixian have?

Qiao Wan held the crystal ball tightly and couldn't help but glance at Meng Canglang.

The four eyes met. Meng Canglang, with his blood-stained long hair hanging down, was sitting in the cage, his eyes still containing a hint of encouragement.

Of course he is also afraid of death. Meng Canglang looked at the iron cage silently, but if he died here, it was God's will. It was he, Meng Canglang, who deserved to die here today. This had nothing to do with Lu Cixian . The burden of human life is too heavy and should not be shouldered by Lu Cixian.

So even if he is afraid of death, he wants to reassure Lu Cixian as much as possible. Lu Cixian is as young as Xiaofang and is easy to take the wrong approach.

The elders of Chongde Ancient Garden once said that his character was too dull and peaceful, lacking the edge of a young man. But Meng Canglang himself thinks there is nothing wrong with this. Young people like to act impulsively and get into trouble. He is open-minded and has no worries at all.

The moment their eyes met, what Qiao Wan saw in Meng Canglang's eyes was: Even if Fellow Daoist Lu gives it a try, even if he dies here today, I will never hold any grudges.

Qiao Wan pursed her lips and her eyes were bright: I will not let you die.

The young man's eyes were too firm and bright, as if he were a sharp blade cutting through the **** mist with indomitable force. The young man sitting in the iron cage was shocked all over, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and then he was filled with inexplicable warmth and trust.

Qiao Wan turned her eyes back to the wheel and began to wonder about the feasibility of lifting the wheel now.

The crystal ball fell into the wheel, and Xie Xingzhi immediately pressed the sword calmly.

If anything unexpected happens, he will end the gamble and **** Meng Canglang and others out!

The crystal ball is moving rapidly on the roulette wheel!

Wang Ruyi couldn't help but pinched Yu Xingzhi's arm, and his fingers dug deeply into the young man's arm. Yu Xingzhi didn't notice it, and he frowned and stared at the direction of the wheel.

Although I don’t want to admit it, I can’t help but pay attention.

Fang Lingqing silently tightened her arms in her arms: As a saint, we must protect Senior Brother Meng!

Travel along with the crystal ball and fall into the grid.

The woman with colored porcelain glanced down, raised her head and smiled: "White, three inches."

"Congratulations to this fellow Taoist."

Xie Xingzhi’s hand on the sword loosened.

Fang Lingqing breathed a long sigh of relief, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat. She suppressed the urge to kneel down to Qiao Wan on the spot. Fang Lingqing couldn't help but look at Qiao Wan one more time.

Qiao Wan felt relieved suddenly, it’s done! !

Having lived for more than sixty years, including her previous life, she has never been so nervous.

Senior, I am willing to stay away from SSR for the rest of my life. It would be inconvenient for Meng Canglang.

Colored porcelain woman: "The gambling continues."

In the next few games, Qiao Wan seemed to be cheating all the way.

Boom——

"White, two inches."

Boom——

"White, five inches."

……

But luck eventually ends.

Boom——

The woman with colored porcelain raised her eyes and smiled with an unknown meaning: "Buddha statue, finger."

Xie Xingzhi said in a deep voice: "I'll come."

Qiao Wan shook her head and picked up the knife on the table. Suddenly, a slender hand stepped forward and stopped in front of her.

Bai Shanhu tilted her head slightly, with a breathtaking calmness in her dark eyes: "Let me do it."

Qiao Wan pursed her lips: "Let me do it."

Bai Shanhu's black hair was like clouds. Although she was stained with blood, it still did not cover up the beauty of her eyebrows.

He asked coldly: "Why did you stop me?"

Before Qiao Wan could answer, Bai Shanhu asked coldly: "Is it because you are a man and I am a woman?"

Bai Shanhu sneered: "Women don't need your protection. I can do anything you can do. I can even do it better than you."

After saying that, before Qiao Wan and Xie Xingzhi, he picked up the knife without hesitation and chopped off a section of his little finger.

Bai Shanhu clenched the little finger in her hand, raised her eyes coldly, looked around, and shouted angrily: "Now that you and I are trapped in this hellish place, do we still care about the difference between men and women at this time? ”

The woman's black hair reaches her waist, her slim figure is wrapped tightly in white gauze, she is draped in silk cloth and moves in a windless manner. Her eyes are proud and her body is arrogant. She instantly crushes all the male monks around her.

"I am a Dharma cultivator, and your sword cultivator's hands are far more useful than mine."

The tower was quiet for a moment.

Fang Lingqing was speechless and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

His cousin has been very strong since she was a child, so she was able to join the likes of Meng Canglang and Xie Xingzhi as a girl. She was able to tie with Xie Xingzhi, and occasionally even beat him by half a move.

The gambling continues.

The woman in colored porcelain fiddled with the wheel: "Buddha statue, feet."

Being so shocked by Bai Shanhu, as soon as he finished speaking, several monks stood up one after another.

The young man mustered up his courage and stammered: "Let me do it this time."

"I'm a beast cultivator, and it doesn't matter if one of my legs is missing. If I'm lucky, I can reattach them after I go out."

"Let me come." A deep male voice suddenly intervened.

Qiao Wan turned around.

Yu Xingzhi’s eyes were gloomy: “Let me come.”

Qiao Wan: "You?"

The smile on Yu Xingzhi's twisted face was cold and sarcastic. Without blinking, he picked up the knife on the table and slashed it at his ankle! !

Bang!

Lost the knife in his hand, Yu Xingzhi covered his bleeding toes, his face twisted, he gasped repeatedly, and sneered: "What? You can do it, but I can't?"

Anyway, even if he could get out, his leg would be useless, so he might as well take this opportunity to do a favor.

Yu Xingzhi retreated into the crowd, collapsed on the ground, clutching his broken ankle, closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time.

As soon as I closed my eyes, there were **** red pieces of flesh all over the place.

Those are all...all are his fellow sects. Before this, they had fought side by side with him, but he couldn't save any of them, and he couldn't protect any of them.

Yu Xingzhi's throat was so dry that it almost bled: Those...those are the junior brothers and sisters he spent time with day and night...

He knew that Lu Cixian didn't want to see him, and he didn't want to see Lu Cixian either. He was so obsessed that he took the initiative to cut off his own foot. Perhaps the way they were vying to chop off their feet reminded him of his junior brothers and sisters. Who could tell the reason?

Qiao Wan opened her mouth and whispered: "Thank you."

Yu Xingzhi covered his bleeding ankle with cold sweat, looked away, and his Adam's apple rolled: "...just do it."

A female voice sounded above the head: "Are you okay?"

Yu Xingzhi opened his eyelids coldly.

Wang Ruyi squatted in front of him, with complicated eyes, stretched out his hand and asked cautiously: "How about I wrap it up for you?"

Without waiting for Yu Xingzhi's reaction, he quickly pulled off a piece of cloth and hurriedly wrapped his feet, tying a bow on the way.

Looking at the bow on his feet that was fluttering in the wind, elegant and refined, not at all coquettish or pretentious, Yu Xingzhi was silent for a moment: How could the aesthetics of this little mummy be the same as that of the legendary Kunshan Qiao Wan?

Wang Ruyi: "Well, that's it."

Although he did not like to see the little mummy, after all, the little mummy helped him several times. Yu Xingzhi pursed his lips, and after a long time, he suppressed a sentence: "Thank you."

He has done everything he needs to do. Touching the bow on his ankle, Yu Xingzhi thought deeply, next, it will be up to Lu Cixian what else he can come up with.

"White, three inches."

"Black, two inches."

"White, four inches."

"Buddha statue, fingers."

The person who chopped off his hand this time was another young man behind Bai Shanhu.

Letting go of the knife, the young man was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak. Even so, he looked at Qiao Wan and said, "Friend Lu, don't worry and continue. We will still be able to hold on even if the sky falls."

Qiao Wan lowered her eyes and silently clenched the remaining half of her little finger. She couldn't tell what she felt in her heart.

……

"Buddha statue, toes."

Fang Lingqing took a step forward: "It's me this time."

"Buddha statue, fingers."

Wang Ruyi blinked: "I...I'm coming too."

"White, five inches."

"White, six inches."

"White, three inches."

"White, eight inches."

……

Although she was quite wrong, there were many people who stood behind her and supported her unconditionally without caring or complaining, and turned the tables on her.

The burden of human life is too heavy, so they choose to carry it with her.

The colored porcelain woman took out a delicate brass key from her sleeve with a smile without changing her expression, and opened the big brass lock in front of the iron cage: "Congratulations to this fellow Taoist, you can go back. ”

Qiao Wan's breathing almost stopped when he saw the key in the woman's hand.

The cage door opened, but Meng Canglang was still sitting upright in the cage, with no intention of coming out.

Fang Lingqing: "Senior Brother Meng?"

Meng Canglang asked calmly: "Can I exchange this opportunity with others?"

Colored porcelain woman: "Who do you want to exchange with, fellow Taoist?"

Meng Canglang's eyes fell on an iron cage behind him. The man in the cage was almost no longer human.

"I want to exchange with fellow Taoist Liu Xinwen."

Liu Xinwen! Is that Liu Xinwen? ! ! He's not dead? !

The person in the cage was almost a **** man. His features could not be seen clearly, but he could vaguely see that the flesh on his body had been shaved off piece by piece.

Meng Canglang closed his eyes: He can still hold on, but the fellow Taoists behind him may not be able to hold on.

Protecting the weak is his way.

Hearing this, the woman with colored porcelain looked at Qiao Wan: "If you want to change, you must first seek the permission of this fellow Taoist."

Qiao Wan suddenly said: "Fellow Daoist Meng, I won't change."

Qiao Wan said word by word with stern eyes: "I won't change."

Meng Canglang was stunned for a while. After a while, his slightly stunned expression finally relaxed a little. The young man nodded slowly without forcing himself.

This was Lu Cixian's chance to win, and he was indeed not qualified to force him to exchange with Liu Xinwen.

Hold on to the iron cage and stand up unsteadily: "I'm sorry for embarrassing fellow Daoist Lu."

Fang Lingqing immediately stepped forward to help: "Brother, are you okay?"

Meng Canglang pushed Fang Lingqing's hand away and stood up straight: "Xiaofang, I'm fine. Please worry more."

Yu Xingzhi opened his eyelids.

This Junzijian of Chongde Ancient Garden, even if he is in danger and in a desperate situation, does he still have to maintain his demeanor at this point?

After standing firm, Meng Canglang couldn't help but cast his eyes on Qiao Wan again, feeling a little confused and thinking deeply.

Although he didn’t have much contact with Lu Cixian, he had a little understanding of him. Lu Cixian must have his reasons for doing this. What did Lu Cixian want to do?

Combat power.

Xie Xingzhi's gaze was fixed in front of him, and he instantly understood what Qiao Wan wanted to do without even thinking. Lu Cixian was trying to maximize the combat power he could use. From the beginning to the end, she just wanted to see where the Cai Porcelain Woman's key was, win over Meng Canglang, and then flip the gambling table!

Meng Canglang was shocked, his mind changed, his eyes became clear, and he understood instantly.

He got it! He understood what Lu Cixian wanted to do!

The gambling game begins again.

"Black, three inches."

"White, one inch."

"Black, four inches."

"Black, two inches."

Cut off the last piece of incense in front of Liu Xinwen, the woman smiled softly and said: "Fellow Taoist, you lose this game."

"Fellow Taoist, if you don't mind." The woman with colored porcelain walked to the iron cage and lifted Liu Xinwen out of the cage like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"I will dedicate this one to the Bodhisattvas in the heavens."

Being "photographed" on the long table, with half of his face pressed against the chopping board, Liu Xinwen struggled to open his eyes.

He was still conscious, could still hear the conversation that had just occurred, and could hear Lu Cixian's decisive "No change".

He was speechless. Liu Xinwen's throat made a roaring sound, and the smell of blood surged up.

The man's eyelashes were all plucked out, and his whole body was as smooth as a shaved sheep. He was slapped on the chopping board by the colorful porcelain woman.

The blood spread along the corner of the table and even dripped to Qiao Wan's feet.

Liu Xinwen's eyelashes twitched and he took a breath.

Although it was Lu Cixian who rejected Meng Canglang's request, he didn't blame him. Liu Xinwen was even happy that Qiao Wan rejected Meng Canglang's request. If he hadn't been in the temple before, he would have been too Meng Canglang was so impulsive that he would not break his arm to save him. He was conceited that he could be considered a man after all, and it would be better to die openly and happily than to live in an ignoble manner because he owed favors to others.

Liu Xinwen raised his bare eyelids and looked at Qiao Wan with encouragement and even a touch of gratitude in his eyes.

Friend Lu, thank you very much. Feel free to give it a go in the next gamble.

The woman with colored porcelain picked up the sharp knife, smiled at everyone, and cut the man's thick buttocks with the tip of the knife!

At the moment when the sword rose and fell, two sword lights, one black, one blue, whirled out like darts!

The Dark Iron Heavy Sword and the Canglang Sword were unsheathed almost at the same time!

Two shawls shining like sea waves were pulled out. One took away the key in the woman's sleeve, and the other took away Liu Xinwen. Holding Liu Xinwen and taking a few steps back, Bai Shanhu shouted coldly: "Go on!"

Fang Lingqing caught Liu Xinwen firmly, slipped out of the battle circle, threw away the key in his hand: "Go on!"

Wang Ruyi lifted up the hem of her wedding dress, flew up into the air, bit the key in one bite, and headed straight for the iron cage! !

The "Zhao Kelp" in Baishan Lake is mainly consumed. Meng Canglang's Canglang Sword combines the power of the sea waves, trapping and killing. Back and forth, Zhao Kelp is like a white wave crossing the sea, rising and falling. , left and right, and combined with the waves, bit the colorful porcelain woman to death within ten steps.

The lone sword was unsheathed and thrust into the air.

Xie Xingzhi’s eyes were cold and solemn.

This sword is like passing through chaotic waves, rolling over hundreds of miles of waves, setting off thousands of feet of waves.

The three of them moved together. This was such an amazing sword move that everyone present could not help but be stunned.

Don’t ask about ghosts and gods, ask about common people.

The colored porcelain woman rolled her eyes: "You... you..."

Qiao Wan also moved, flew forward, picked up the woman in front of her, and said in a deep voice: "Although there are gods and ghosts in this world, don't underestimate people."

"Without people, there is no God. The power of mortals is far more powerful than that of gods and Buddhas."

As he spoke, he swung the colored porcelain woman in his hand towards the ground!

Bang! !

There was a loud crash!

The colored porcelain woman fell to the ground. Her eyes, lips, facial features, limbs and torso were instantly torn apart and scattered all over the ground.

Looking at the railing outside the top floor first, Qiao Wan shouted angrily: "Let's go!!"