Demon King's Genius Poison Concubine

Chapter 223

Chu Jiaoyang sniffed, his eyes turned around on the second floor, I don't know which small box he is in, I heard that he is very pitiful now, the third brother ignored him, he stood at the gate of the palace for three days , Did not see the shadow of the third brother, hey.

At this time, he actually bet on Qing to win ninety-nine.

Is it to express his apology for assassinating Jiujiu, or to obtain the third brother's forgiveness?

It was rare for Chu Jiaoyang to feel compassion.

Periodically, Ai Ai returned to the box with a stack of notes in her arms.

"Everyone bet on Miracle Doctor Zhong to win, and ninety-nine, and only one person bet on you to win."

Jiujiu looked at the stack of papers betting Zhonglimeng won, his eyes sparkled, it was all silver.

"Who has such a bright mind, bet on me to win."

"Chu Yizhi."

Hearing Chu Yizhi's name, Jiujiu's eyes shrank, "Oh, him."

When I think of Chu Yizhi, I think of her beauty Yaoyao, and when I think of beauty Yaoyao, I think of Fengxi. This is a vicious circle that cannot be escaped.

What does Chu Yizhi mean by betting on her to win now?Taunt her.

She has always held a grudge.

Chu Yizhi offended her severely.

Throwing away the medicine she kindly gave her, and even stabbing her with a sword, this grudge is boundless.

"Jiujiu, I also bet on you to win, you are the best in my heart."

Pin'er came up, smiled, and handed over a 2000 tael bank note.

"Jiujiu, this is my private money, all bet on it, bet on you to win."

Jiujiu looked at Pin'er, she was so cute, but felt distressed, this girl only had 2000 taels of private money.

This Fengxi is really confident, to abuse her good son so much.

He raised his head, stared coldly at Feng Xi, turned around and patted Pin'er on the back, and comforted him, "It's okay, follow me from now on, and make a lot of money."

"Hmm."

Pin'er smiled openly, his eyes full of trust.

Feng Xi was stared at inexplicably.

Chu Jiaoyang was very conflicted, she also wanted to bet on Zhong Miracle Doctor, but Jiujiu and her were friends, and she still couldn't bear to see how ugly she lost.

So he took out 5000 taels in pain, and bet ninety-nine times to win, with no hope at all.

"Third brother, whoever you bet on will win."

Chu Jiaoyang asked.

Usually, his third brother would not bet on her, but just ask casually.

Unexpectedly, Feng Xi tapped the table with her fingers, "10 taels of silver, bet...!"

Click.

The teacup in Jiujiu's hand fell to the ground inappropriately, with a bang.

Feng Xi raised her head, and bumped into Jiu Jiu's mocking and cold eyes.

His heart ached, his breathing paused, and his eyes froze instantly, "Bet Limeng wins."

"Axi, you are so kind to me...just like this, Jiujiu will feel ashamed, after all, she is still yours...!" fiancee.

"No." She didn't care.

How could she care? The sound of the tea cup falling to the ground just now clearly reminded him not to detain her.

And when he heard Feng Xi's deep "no", Jiujiu's eyes flickered coldly, and the corners of his lips curled up coolly, his eyes were even more indifferent.

She took the ink-soaked brush, blew on her lips, picked up a piece of rice paper, turned around, "Then let's start."

Jiujiu's face was cold, obviously unhappy.

"Oh, by the way, 10 taels of silver, bet on me to win."

When picking up the pen, Jiujiu suddenly raised his head and spoke.

Feng Xi's hand hanging by her side was clenched suddenly, her face was solemn and sharp, her deep eyes swept across Jiu Jiu's face, her thin lips were tightly pursed.

Jiujiu was clearly on the fence with him.

"Go, let's start."

Chu Jiaoyang swallowed his saliva, and said weakly.

She already clearly felt the arrogance between Brother San Huang and Jiu Jiu.

It's really scary.

"Jiujiu, actually, you don't have to be so angry. We're just competing. Even if I win, I won't keep these banknotes for myself. I will donate them to do good deeds."

Zhong Limeng hid his face and smiled coquettishly, showing his kindness to the extreme.

She was in a very happy mood now, and Axi actually bet 10 taels of silver on her to win.

And she seemed to see Qing Jiujiu's embarrassed look.

She will let Axi see that Qing Jiujiu is worthless except for her special physique.

Jiujiu laughed mockingly, she dipped a brush in ink, and said quietly, "Most people who can talk don't talk, and those who can't talk are afraid that people will know that she can't talk, Zhong Limeng, you talk a lot."

After finishing the words, he spread out the rice paper on the table in front of everyone, picked up the brush that had been dipped in ink, and immediately wrote five large characters.

The sky is clean and sandy, autumn thoughts.

The writing is like a cloud of smoke, one stroke, the handwriting is firm and soft, revealing the perseverance of the Confucian university, but also revealing the unrestrained freedom, the posture is free and easy, and there is no trace.

No one thought that Jiujiu would write words as soon as he picked up a pen.

Just the fall of these five words has already caused the shock in the box to be indescribable.

Especially Zhong Limeng.

She was still complacent, but she had already turned a few turns in her mind, thinking about how to slap Jiujiu in the face for a while, but her expression changed when she was shocked by these five words.

Whether the expert has it, you will know if you take a shot.

Although Qing Jiujiu only wrote five characters, her unrestrained and unrestrained posture clearly revealed her profound writing background.

"Wow……!"

"what……!"

Chu Jiaoyang and Pin'er exclaimed at the same time, they were overwhelmed by Jiujiu's posture, they were beyond shocked.

Especially Chu Jiaoyang, who exclaimed, "Qing Jiujiu, you have practiced calligraphy well in the past few years, and it actually gave me a very amazing feeling."

"Sister Jiaoyang, I also feel amazing, Jiujiu is amazing."

Pin'er's face was full of admiration, and she looked at Feng Xi when she was excited, "Brother Feng Xi, do you think it's amazing, do you think it's really amazing?"

"kindness."

How could Feng Xi not be excited.

This little girl Qing Jiujiu is full of treasures.

She is like a treasure, full of desire to find out, and full of surprises every moment.

A word of grace, although the voice is not loud, but everyone can recognize that it is a kind of affirmation.

Zhong Limeng's face turned dark, and there was no smile at all.

Jiujiu didn't stop either.

Pick up the pen and continue.

"Withered vines, old trees, dark crows,

Xiaoqiaoliu Shui Renjia,

The westerly wind thin horse on the ancient road,

Sunset, heartbroken people in the horizon. "

Flowing clouds and flowing water, iron and silver hooks, all in one go.

Jiujiu put down the pen, with a casual and calm expression on his face, "I wrote a small order casually, and practiced my hand... I haven't picked up a brush for many years, but I feel a little rusty."

at your fingertips...

Just handy.

Or just practice your hands?

She just wrote a small order in front of everyone without any shyness.

Moreover, this Xiaoling is really well written, and the artistic conception is vivid, making people seem to be immersed in the desolate ancient road at dusk.

Looking at Zhong Limeng's stiff face, Jiujiu felt inexplicably happy, hahaha, I died laughing, I died laughing.

Then I took a poem from the ancients, saying that torturing Zhonglimeng is like torturing cauliflower.

Looking at Zhong Limeng's face as if he had eaten a fly, Jiujiu almost laughed out loud.

To mess with her?
Didn't read the almanac when I went out.

"Miss Zhong, let's start our competition."

(End of this chapter)