Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Several men disguised as guards followed closely behind him and left with the master.

Ximen Longting opened his pocket watch, the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot tall.

Jing Jiaren wouldn't have thought that he had placed a locator on her body?

It's just that the underground kingdom is isolated from the ground, and any locator will become invalid once it enters the underground kingdom.After Jing Jiaren left, Ximen Longting was furious for a few days, depressed for a few days, and mobilized all his strength to search for the entrance of the underground kingdom...

Just yesterday, he got a map sent anonymously.

Ximen Longting couldn't investigate the sender, and he didn't care about fraud, even if it was the gate of hell, he would forcefully break through it once.

Unexpectedly, with that map and the token given to him in the mail, he could enter the underground kingdom unimpeded.

……

Jing Jiaren turned her face and glanced behind her. Was it her illusion?It seemed that Ximen Longting's aura was covering her like a shadow.

The receptionist wears a horse head with a hood, very weird atmosphere.

Leng Lintian dumped a bag of won gold coins on the counter, and the receptionist counted the points. He seemed dissatisfied with the money they gave, and threw two hooded masks to them, and another door card.

"Go to entrance number 6."

Leng Lintian handed Jing Jiaren the mask with the long-eared rabbit head, and kept an alpaca for himself—commonly known as a grass mud horse.

Jing Jiaren asked as she walked, "You gave all the gold coins you won, what will you do later?"

"Empty glove white wolf."

"..."

"Don't worry, I won't lose." Leng Lintian hooked his lips. In the casino, he just wanted to win a gate fee from an underground bank.

Jing Jiaren put on a hoodie, and walked by a customer wearing a pumpkin head. The entire underground bank was decorated like a Halloween scene, a dark cave with white candles on both sides.

The skeleton skeleton held the signboard, and they followed the direction to find the sixth intersection.

After swiping the key card to enter, what Jing Jiaren saw was a world like a dance party.

Everyone here is wearing a hood without exception, and it is hard to tell who is who. Only when their identities are removed, they will appear equal.

Waiters dressed as clowns, witches, or eccentrics with long noses shuttled between the casinos to deliver food.

A little witch came up to me with food and asked in standard English, "Sir, miss, would you like some food?"

Jing Jiaren glanced at it. There were five fingers on the dinner plate, and the ketchup touched was like blood.

Eyeballs, cakes in the shape of brains, cookies with worms.

The triangular cup is filled with rich-colored martini, dark red, dark green, blue, like a cursed potion developed by a witch, and it is still bursting with bubbles.

These foods make people lose their appetite just by looking at them.

Jing Jiaren raised her hand and shook it: "No, thank you."

Leng Lintian reached out his hand and asked her for the two coins she had taken away, and went to the exchange desk to exchange for two chips.

Because the stakes were too small, Leng Lintian walked around the casino, starting with the table with the smallest stakes...

Then, Jing Jiaren watched the chips at Leng Lintian's table increase little by little.

Whenever the cost is enough, he will change to a gaming table with bigger chips, and he will upgrade quickly like playing a game, which feels very fulfilling.

Soon, Leng Lintian's chips piled up into a hill, so much that the tray could barely fit it.