The boy actually put all his attributes into pretty ones?

In the ruined city, two figures face each other.

Luo Xingyu's dark blue ghost Lori eyes couldn't bear to look directly at the cards in the hands of the gray-faced young man, and the scissors began to change again.

But don't panic.

Luo Xingyu still has room for fraud, no, this is not called playing Laipi, it is obviously a winner, his own owner, this is called normal operation under the scope of availability.

"Let you cheat, hmph, I cheat too.

In front of the gray-faced young man, Luo Xingyu raised his hand, his mouth opened slightly, revealing two tiger teeth, and then gnawed hard at his hand.

Poof, suddenly, the hand was bleeding.

Blood splattered on the blood-stained card and covered the original pattern, Luo Xingyu raised his head slightly, and proudly began to cheat in the bright light.

This is a ghost card.,Ghost Lori's blood is naturally not a foreign object.,It won't destroy the game.。

"What are you doing, let me see....."

Luo Xingyu continued to skim the cards in the gray-faced young man's hand, and was stunned for a moment.

..... Because the blood was wiped out with the old power, it became a brand new card, and the pattern of the new card turned into a fist.

The girl looked down at her card, which was scissors.

She planned to turn into blank scissors on the blood map and win the gray-faced youth's cloth, but the other party actually turned into a fist that could win herself...

"Special meow, let's play like this!" Luo

Xingyu continued to paint, wiped off the scissors, and drew a cloth on the spot.

Continue to observe the cards of the Grey-Faced Youth.

.... Unexpectedly..... Turned into scissors??

"What's the matter, this guy has changed again?!

" "Was it a fluke." "

No, it knows what card I'm going to play!What pattern it is!So change whatever pattern to win me!" Luo

Xingyu suddenly frowned.

In this case, you can gamble and play blindly.

The girl immediately shook her head and vetoed her own thoughts.

"No, no, this guy knows exactly what I'm going to do, so I can't win no matter what, and the moment I lift it, it's already confirmed that I'm defeated. "

Luo Xingyu is already cold.

She kept wiping her blood, and then kept drawing, in order to veto the situation, but the gray-faced young man had always won himself, and never made a mistake.

Luo Xingyu has been seen out.

And in this game, the dealer has already lost, and the game, as a winner's game, is directly reduced to the playground of the opponent.

"It's fun, it's fun, it's out..... Let's rock-paper-scissors together....."The gray-faced

young man smiled deformously, his head shook for a while, he felt like he was about to fall, and began to circle around Luo Xingyu.

"Play the game..... Hurry up, hurry up, we're in the last game.

Luo

Xingyu was speechless and slowly raised his hand.

Blood oozed from the bitten palm, dripping on her face, and she looked resolute and resolute, but also had a very bitter feeling.

"Stop, stop, we're going to get started. The

gray-faced young man stopped circling and leaned in front of Luo Xingyu's face, showing a strange smile.

Is it a provocation.

This guy is really crazy.

Luo Xingyu didn't eat this set, tilted his head, and then saw two gem sculptures not far away, they were Xia Xiaoxi and Qi Tiansheng.

For some reason, she is obviously not in the state of a witch, and she has already lifted the gem sword, but the two of them are still frozen...

"Wait, I seem to have a problem, something doesn't feel right.

"They should have come back to life. "

Only the gem freezers who have been shattered by the [Shatterer] will continue to maintain the gem state, why haven't they returned to normal

....."Luo Xingyu looked at the only person here, the No. 11 youth, he was a human.

On the ground, there are still traces of blood, but it is not the previous words, the previous words roughly said that the No. 11 youth seemed to know Luo Xingyu better, and then said "You are very cute", but now he is asking: "Are you there?"

"I am." He

asked tentatively.

Five or six meters apart, the blood stains on the ground were wiped off, and new handwriting emerged: "It's me, I'm Song Song, uh, it's the one who embarrassedly said that he was No. 11..... , I don't know if you remember?".