Magical Doctor Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 125 Finally Came Out Again
"What?" Mo Yichen frowned and stared, and quickly looked at his pot, only to find that there were really only two dice in it.

Why is there another one missing? He clearly heard that all three fell into the pot.

"Oh... Fifth brother, why did your dice get into my pot.

Well, no more, no less, exactly thirteen o'clock, a point to win you.This time, I would like to thank Fifth Brother, if you hadn't thrown the dice into my pot, I would definitely not have won. " Mo Feixun said pretending to regret, but a hint of calculation flashed in those deep red eyes.

"How can it be..." Mo Yichen didn't believe it, and hurried over to take a look, and found that there were four dice in Mo Feixun's pot.

The sum of the points of the four dice was exactly thirteen points, a little more than the twelve points of his two sixes.

It happened that there was too much of this...he lost again.

"How could this happen? Damn it!" Mo Yichen clenched his fists and stared at the four dice, until now he couldn't figure out how his dice ended up in Mo Feixun's pot.

too weird!

"You need to ask yourself. Brother Wu is willing to bet, don't bother me these few days." Mo Feixun smiled innocently, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, then turned and went back into the master room.

"Mo Feixun! Ah, what the hell have you done!" Mo Yichen was so angry that he jumped on the spot, looking at the thirteen o'clock, he felt that the irony was extremely annoying, and he was about to explode with anger.

Damn, hate, hate, why did he lose again, why?
Mo Yichen was so angry that he lifted his feet and kicked the two pots on the spot, his face turned blue with anger.

He is the gambler who always wins every bet. He has never lost, but how he fell into Mo Feixun's hands twice in a row really puzzled him.

His self-esteem and pride were frustrated one after another, which really made Mo Yichen want to go crazy like swallowing a piece of iron.

Looking at the closed door, Mo Yichen clenched his fists and swore in his heart.

Don't forget our ten-day bet, Mo Feixun. You will never win again. This time, you must lose completely.

In the end, Mo Yichen, out of respect for the spirit of the bet, left here angrily, and could only go back to the guest room.

Mo Feixun, who was in the room, had already entered the time-space lock.

Inside the time-space lock is a small world filled with white mist, and Mo Feixun is sitting cross-legged on the ground, carefully observing the cauldron black gold alchemy furnace.

The alchemy furnace is now only the size of a watermelon. Mo Feixun poured spiritual power into it, trying to control it, but found a very mysterious power inside.

That power seemed to be protecting the alchemy furnace, and she felt it when she was in the underground trading city.

It was precisely because she felt that this power was extraordinary that she was willing to spend 100 million to buy it. Who knew that brat would backtrack, so she beat him up and snatched it away.

"Time and space lock, break it for me!"

Mo Feixun activated the power of the space-time lock to break the power on the alchemy furnace.

After about a quarter of an hour, there was only a "bang", the power above dissipated like a black smoke, and Mo Feixun sprayed a mouthful of blood directly on the alchemy furnace.

The blood that fell on the alchemy furnace was instantly absorbed and eliminated like water droplets falling on a hot pot.

When the blood completely disappeared, the alchemy furnace, which was only the size of a watermelon, had grown to be as tall as a person.

"Hahaha... I finally came out again..."

Suddenly a burst of wild laughter came from the black gold alchemy furnace.

Mo Feixun's blood-red eyes widened slightly, and she stared at the alchemy furnace in front of her. She actually saw a person looming in the alchemy furnace.

(End of this chapter)