When dyed white returns to the system space, the seal is ready next to the lottery turntable
"Now that you're back --" seal it down and wait for it, "let's start!"
Dyed white:?
What the hell?
It's still about the lottery.
The last lottery left a deep shadow on Feng Luo, which made him very sad. Although he said it had no heart, his father was still very sad!
That's not right, that's not right.
This time, the seal has burned incense and cleaned his hands before the lucky draw. He sincerely expects God to give him a good prize.
So generally speaking, it feels like it's OK again!
Ranbai is not interested in this matter. She walks to the lottery turntable, looks coldly and faintly, and just wants to put her hand on it.
"Wait! Wait!!"
Fengluo suddenly shouted.
Dyed white: "
She gave Feng a cold, impatient look.
Under such eyes, Feng Luo was a little counselled.
It blinked and said weakly, "host, wait a minute."
Then he said sincerely, "I promise we can definitely get the best this time."
"Start your performance." dyed white looked at it with a smile.
Feng Luo took a deep breath, then jumped to the lottery turntable. After a pause of one second, he suddenly made three crazy bows to the lottery turntable, and said without stopping: "this time, you can't read the name of the European lottery turntable upside down!!"
Just,
I'm crazy.
Of course, it can't say its own name upside down.
That must be a lottery turntable.
Ranbai is silent and resists the impulse of throwing Kaifeng. With a cold face, she directly presses the start turntable.
"Don't worry about the host." Feng Luo vowed and was confident: "this time is absolutely no problem. It must be a surprise!"
The girl pulled off the corner of her lips and laughed.
In a minute
The seal was slapped in the face.
"Wow, wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu
Dye Bai narrowed her eyes a little, glanced at the final display result on the lottery turntable, and said slowly: "guarantee? No problem? Surprise?"
Every time she said a word, she dragged her voice with a tone, with a bit of laziness, mixed with a bit of banter.
Feng Luo cried even more fiercely. There was no way to dry thunder and no rain. There was no material of tears in the system program. Even if it wanted to shed tears, Feng Luo cried: "I didn't mean it. Forgive me this time and wait for next time -"
"And next time?" ran Bai picked her eyebrow.
"No!"
This lucky draw is really worthy of the seal.
I got a fog card.
[fog card]
During the execution of plane tasks, hide the main plot, characters and tasks. All tasks need to be investigated and completed by the operator.
In short, without the explanation of the original plot, the difficulty of the original plane has been greatly raised.
Fog cards are disposable items. Basically, everything drawn from the lottery turntable is disposable and rarely permanent, otherwise it will be against the sky.
Moreover, the fog card is an active touch. When dyeing white and executing the next plane, the original plot will be automatically hidden, including the identity of men and women, as well as the things that need to be completed by outsiders.
In such a fog of three noes.
It is obvious that the closure has never reached the realm of pit.
Congratulations.
Ranbai thought for a moment and smiled: "seal Xiaoluo. Why don't you seal the pit in the future?"
Sealed off online humble.
90 degree bow, "I'm sorry."
QAQ
It clearly has made full preparations before this, but the result is not satisfactory. Oh, no, it should be inconsistent.
The system board is updated as follows.
Name: dyed white
Level: Level 4 Tasker of Tiandao administration
Backpack: plane locator, 2 amulets, soul value 12, witch's staff, sea Pavilion deed, blessing of the spirit of dream forest, Li yuenian.
Title: National Male God, his royal highness, first queen, commercial emperor, bloodthirsty God of war, night death, Star Trek commander, simulation machine scientist.
Aura: "male master" aura, "dream" aura.
Points: 1.6 million.
A distance of ten million is a distance of ten thousand miles.
Just then.
A message suddenly flashed on the system friend message notification bar.
002 Molin: [internal gathering, fantasy city. You'd better come.]
When Feng Lou saw it, he thought about it and asked tentatively, "host, Lord, the initial internal gathering of the system. Think about it?"
Ranbai takes a look at it. When Feng Luo thinks ranbai won't promise, he suddenly hears a calm, um, sound from the host.
Yes?!
Fengluo was pleasantly surprised for a moment, and then suddenly thought of it the next second.
... did the host use a sword to kill the 009 original host.
And there's still not a word at all. If you don't say a word, it's the kind on the.
Although I don't know why I stopped later, at first it saw clearly that it was the killer.
If the 009 host were a little weaker
I'm afraid I can't see anyone now.
The closure was immediately frightening.
"Host!" he felt that he had to persuade dye white. This kind of thing can be done outside, but it's too arrogant to do it in the authority. "Tiandao authority can't fight!"
Ran Bai asked in a very weak voice, "did I say I wanted to fight?"
Seal off: "..."
Nothing to say.
Host, you didn't say you wanted to fight,
But you don't say it every time you have to fight!
Like the last time you waved your sword directly as soon as you came up, who can react!!
Tiandao administration.
Fantasy end city.
Antique, ink splashed painting.
I can't see that such an ancient and indifferent world exists in nothingness.
Ran Bai walked into a teahouse indifferently and met a little girl.
He is very young. He looks like he is only eleven or two years old. A court style retro and cumbersome ancient costume with dark color.
This color has its own deep texture, which is difficult for ordinary children to control, but the girl shows a contradictory gloomy and childish temperament.
Black curly hair, long eyelashes, holding a doll in his arms.
Now.
The little girl stood there. Her eyes were so black that she couldn't even see any light and shadow. She stared at dyed white and didn't move.
"003." a voice as gentle as jade sounded from a distance. White clothes looked like a gentle hypocrite. Mo Lin just saw ran Bai, glanced over the child, smiled and said hello: "here. This kind of internal party for the first time? I thought you weren't coming."
Dyed white ignored the little girl in front of her. She was dressed in red like snow, with a delicate face on her side. Her peach eyes were sharp and evil, and she was like an elegant demon: "of course."
Mo Lin smiled, nodded to the silent girl, and then went to the box with ran Bai. After a few steps, Mo Lin said to ran Bai, "that's 006."
Ranbai didn't speak.