future hunt

Chapter 170 Wet and broken. 【Summer vacation million changes】

"Yo yo! You're done!"

Long Xiaotian launched moves wantonly.Poor Qi Yin has no power to fight back under such a big attack.

dying.

Only half breath left.

However, suddenly—

All attacks came to an abrupt end.

what happened.Long Xiaotian noticed that the source power of his whole body was dropping rapidly.Huh?Huh?Huh? ! ! !Not only that, but the Tianyi on his body was also slowly retracting.

This is the rhythm to return to the original state.

not good.Long Xiaotian suddenly noticed something, looked up, and saw that the [Infinite Rift] in the night sky was closing.From a vortex with a diameter of several kilometers, it became smaller and smaller, and now it is only a few meters in size.

Even, completely closed.

It's like the TV is suddenly unplugged, the screen goes black and the power goes off.

Long Xiaotian closed his eyes, Tianyi completely disappeared, and the markings also disappeared.

He loses his levitation, falls from the sky, and turns back into Mikaka.

"Catch him now!"

Shi Zhenxian and Qin Sijie ran over desperately, trying to catch Mi Kaka.

"Ouch!"

The two were crushed under him, howling in pain.

Fortunately, Mikaka was fine.

"Stinky boy, don't say that we are bad friends in the future!"

Shi Zhenxian pushed away Mi Kaka who was in a coma, and got up clutching his waist.

At this time, Qi Mu jumped to the middle of the field, and he walked in front of Qi Yin.

This man was about to die, and his whole body was covered with blood, all traces of being tortured by Feather.If it wasn't for the sudden closure of the seamless rift, Qi Yin would definitely not be able to survive.He didn't even have the strength to move a finger now.

"Cough cough." Qi Yin coughed twice weakly, seeing Qi Mu walking in front of him, she closed her eyes in despair.

Qi Mu really sneered: "I want your life!"

He raised his hand, intending to punch him down and send the Hunting King to heaven.

But suddenly, - [Space Teleportation].

A circle similar to a magic circle appeared under Qi Yin's body.

In an instant, his figure disappeared.

The cat always came over, "What's going on? Where's Qiyin?"

Qi Mu said: "Someone changed him away."

The cat always said, "Who is it?"

Qi Mu said: "Ask me? I will tell you the information, and you will be paid."

A black line hangs on Mr. Mao's face, "Get lost!"

I complained in my heart, oh my god, it has met an opponent.There is actually a master who is more deceptive than it.

And Xiao Hei and Xiao Hua shouted over there, "Boss Mao, come and see!"

At this time, Shi Zhenxian and Qin Sijie were waiting beside Mi Kaka.Mikaka is already awake.Shi Zhenxian hurriedly asked, "Kaka, are you okay?"

Qi Mu said from a distance: "Stay away from him. Be careful of him!"

Right!Everyone thought of the terrifying Long Xiaotian just now, and immediately ran away in fright.

The person involved, Mi Kaka, was confused and scratched his head, "What are you doing?! It's like seeing a ghost."

Shi Zhenxian was nervous and said, "You don't remember anything?"

Mi Kaka still scratched her head, "Why am I here?! Shouldn't I be killed by Qi Yin?"

Qin Sijie said: "That Qi Yin has already lost. I guess he only has half his life left."

Mi Kaka looked around the field, but Qi Yin was nowhere to be seen.

"real or fake?"

He looked at Qi Mu again, "What did you do? Are you finally willing to help?"

Several people looked at each other.

The cat always said: "You really don't even remember."

Mikaka said: "Remember what. Why are you all talking strange things?!"

Mr. Mao was about to say: "You just gave Qi Yin to..."

But Qi Mu interrupted.He signaled with his eyes: Don't say it!
Mr. Mao knew it well, so he quickly shut up.

Everyone has reached a consensus at this time, instead of letting Mi Kaka know the truth, it is better to hide it from him first.However, there is a Long Aotian in this kid's body, no, it is Long Xiaotian's personality, it is really strange.

Moreover, it is necessary to figure out the origin of this Long Xiaotian, Yushen, and the realm of the gods!
All in all, the Shura field war finally came to an end.

The ending was quite tragic.Shexi, that is, Ding Zi was tortured and killed by Qi Yin, and his head was in a different place.The dying Qiyin disappeared, and the gamblers who placed their bets went bankrupt.The happiest thing is Tiandaoyuan, which is the banker.Although they lost close to one billion in the first two games, Mikaka's comeback in the third game allowed them to wipe out all their chips and double their assets.It is estimated that at least made more than 40 billion.

This also includes money from Qin Anbang, Shi Zhenxian, and Qin Sijie.As for Qi Mu, although I don't know the amount of his bets, it feels like he has made a lot of money.

In short, on the way back to the city, sitting in the Qin family's luxury car, Mi Kaka saw Shi Zhenxian and Qin Sijie hugging each other, and burst into tears.

"You are really good friends of Ding Zi, and his spirit in heaven will definitely be grateful to you." Mi Kaka wiped away tears, still immersed in the grief of his friend's tragic death.

Shi Zhenxian glanced at him faintly and said, "You're mistaken, we didn't cry because of Ding Zi's death."

"Ah! Then you cry like a bird!"

"Woooo. We lost all our money. It's over! My dad will beat me to death when I get home. This is not the worst. The worst thing is that I borrowed a lot of money to gamble!"

Mikaka gloated. "Fortunately, I didn't gamble. Sure enough, gambling is wrong. You regret it now!"

"I'm sorry!"

It's too late to regret.The painful lessons of Shi Zhenxian and Qin Sijie warned the world, never gamble!

However, Qin Sijie was still crying: "Woooo, all my lucky money is gone."

Mi Kaka couldn't stand it anymore, "It's enough for you, Ding Zi is dead, don't you feel sad at all?"

Shi Zhenxian said: "It's sad. But he died, and now it's just ashes to ashes to ashes. Maybe this is a good ending for him. Amitabha."

Why did Mikaka have the urge to beat him up? !

Qin Sijie asked: "My lord, grandfather, why are you so calm? You won't lose [-] million."

Qin Anbang smoked a cigar indifferently, "One hundred million is just a game. My dear grandson, haven't you heard a word. It's called a small gamble for pleasure and a big gamble for your health. I just played a little bit, so what? I'll take it to heart."

Losing [-] million is just wet and broken, which is trivial.

The world of local tyrants is really beyond the comprehension of the poor.

(End of this chapter)