Chapter 1812: The Thief Is in Pain!

It was chilling.

The senior who knew the truth almost cried.

For some reason, a sense of sadness surged in the boy's heart, and his chest was stuffy, and he didn't want to talk.

"Senior, are you going to cry?" Song Shuhang felt that his vision began to blur. He vaguely saw that the senior's face was pulled together, that is, the kind of cry that wanted to cry but was forcing himself to hold it back, but was about to cry. His heart moved, and a guess emerged in his mind.

"Do you think you can win? No, you are wrong... I will endure until you cry." The boy gritted his teeth and said.

Outside the gambling ceremony.

Merit Snake Beauty, Fortune Fairy, Black Skin Feather Soft, and Cong Niang sat in a row, looking at the "crying faces" of Song Shuhang and the boy. The gambling game has entered the final stage.

Both of them are almost unable to bear it and may fall down at any time.

Next, whoever finds the "last straw that breaks the camel's back" first will win.

Song Shuhang was in so much pain that he couldn't see the boy's face clearly. He always felt that the other's face was mosaiced. However, this did not affect his performance. He slowly said: "Senior, are you eager to win?"

"You are wrong. I only enjoy the moment of winning." The young senior said slowly. He used a new topic to divert his attention and move his thoughts away from the 'heart-piercing point'.

"Then senior, do you want to talk to me about my experience of being a sixth-grade master for half a year?" Song Shuhang said. His current state was a little slow to react, but he also sensed that this was a heart-piercing point.

"..." said the young senior.

"It seems that senior doesn't want to talk about this topic, so let's not talk about it. Let's change the topic. Senior, do you want to talk about my experience of appearing in front of people when I was in the fourth-grade realm?" Song Shuhang asked again.

The young man: "..."

"Later, when I was in the fifth grade, I appeared in the Nine Netherworld again. This time when I was in the sixth grade, I was on TV again. I have a lot to say about appearing in front of people. I want to write a book to introduce my experience." Song Shuhang said again.

As he spoke, Song Shuhang secretly observed the senior's state.

"It's useless. The same moves can't work on me." The boy gritted his teeth and trembled.

As expected of a great senior, this strong heart is unparalleled.

As a result, the battle seemed to have entered a stalemate again.

At this time, Song Shuhang suddenly took a deep breath: "Senior, it seems that I will lose this round. My tears are about to burst out."

"Hehe." The boy smiled lightly: "Show weakness to the enemy? It's useless. I have played this trick too many times."

"No, I really can't hold on. After this round, let's see you next month." Song Shuhang said.

The boy: "Oh, do you want to save the bet opportunity for the first grade for next month?"

"Yes, at my current promotion speed, I may be promoted to the seventh grade by the end of next month. So, before the seventh grade, I should settle the bet with the sixth grade with the senior." Song Shuhang said.

The boy groaned: "They're still playing psychological warfare. Fortunately, I'm well prepared..."

"Embryonic Gaze!" At this time, Song Shuhang's other eye suddenly lit up, and another ray of light fell on the boy.

This was Song Shuhang's last resort, and he didn't want to use this trick.

After all, this gamble is to kill 1,000 enemies and lose 999 of your own.

The embryonic gaze will also work on him.

But now, he's about to cry anyway, so he might as well give it a try.

"It appears, embryonic gaze!" said Lady Onion.

The virtuous snake beauty changed her voice and said in a gloomy voice: "Give me a child, Arong."

The boy: "???"

The name of this skill made him a little panic.

The embryonic gaze was projected onto the boy.

Every time the pregnancy gaze and the embryonic gaze are combined, various effects can be produced. The boy suppressed his realm to the quality realm at this time, and he was not immune to the embryonic gaze at this time.

After being hit, a cute little flower suddenly appeared on his head,

and it blossomed and bore fruit, producing an eyeball fruit.

Similarly, the effect of embryo gaze was also synchronized to Song Shuhang.

A cute little flower also appeared on the top of Song Shuhang's head. Unlike the boy, the little flowers on Song Shuhang's head were growing more and more, and the colorful little flowers were vying to emerge from Song Shuhang's head.

Meritorious Snake Beauty: "Spring is here, everything is revived, this is the mating season."

"This is a day when all flowers bloom and the sun is shining~" the fairy of creation sang.

Song Shuhang and the boy lay on their sides, looking at each other.

At this time, Song Shuhang's eyes were blurry and he couldn't see the boy's appearance clearly.

The boy's ears and eyes were clear, and he could see Song Shuhang's appearance clearly.

"Hahaha, hahahaha~~ What is this on your head?" The boy couldn't help laughing, laughing so hard that he even forgot the pain.

He thought Song Shuhang's 'embryo gaze' was some weird skill, but the result was that little flowers kept growing on his head?

What is this?

In a blink of an eye, Song Shuhang's head had become a small garden.

No, this look is too funny.

Contrasting cuteness?

"These flowers are nice, I like them very much. Hahaha~ Your head is more interesting than my garden." The boy laughed heartily.

From sadness to joy, the switch was too fast.

Because he laughed so happily, he... laughed and cried.

Tears came out of his laughter.

The next moment, the light of the betting ceremony was bright.

The two boxes beside the boy fell to Song Shuhang's side under the auspices of the ritual power.

"No, I can't hold on any longer." Song Shuhang sighed, and was about to give up completely, release his emotions, and let himself cry bitterly.

At this moment, the power of the bet ritual acted on him and the boy.

All kinds of 'negative states' on the two were swept away.

Pregnancy gaze, the pain of identifying secret methods, the pain of spell backlash, the effect of embryo gaze, the effect of Songmu's tears, and the effect of the Great Sorrow were all wiped out.

"Ah~" Song Shuhang opened his throat and prepared to cry loudly.

But he just opened his throat and suddenly found that he couldn't cry.

The sad emotion was forced to calm down.

It was so uncomfortable!!!

Song Shuhang was confused.

At the same time, his eyes recovered from the blur.

He lowered his head and found that there were two more boxes beside him.

Then he looked up and saw the boy opposite him with his mouth wide open and a desperate face, and there were two lines of tears on his face.

"What's going on? I won?" Song Shuhang asked in confusion.

"Damn it! Is crying even if you laugh?" The young man put his hand on his chest, his heart was so stuffy, his breathing was not smooth, and his thoughts were not clear.

"So, I won, right?" Song Shuhang confirmed.

Heipi Yu Rouzi: "Yes, Senior Song. Congratulations, Senior."

Song Shuhang pinched his chin and looked at the two boxes.

Then, after winning, the problem also came.

This time, what he won was a fine product, only three treasures, not a pile of "junk from the boss's house".

Is he going to give away his wealth?

If he wants to, how should he give it away? 8) For more exciting novels, please visit Dajia Reading Academy