The unemployed person has no choice but to die.

#Official matching system competes for favor with it

#Are all the bamboo shoots on the mountain still there?

Feng Luo knew that this lottery turntable is definitely deliberately humiliating it!!

The system layout is updated as follows,

Name:Danbai

Level: Tiandao Management Bureau Level 4 missioner

Backpack: Plane locator, 2 amulets, soul value 12, witch's staff, Sea Pavilion Deed, and the blessing of the spirit of the dream forest.

Special title of the system: Responder (you wander outside of all things, looking for the soul, and ask you to fulfill all her unfulfilled wishes. When you possess her, you are her) [Due to the uncertainty of the executor of the trigger 003 task, the risk of Responder is escalated to sss, you are an existence that the system cannot see.]

Halo: "Male Lead" halo, "Dream" halo.

Points: Six million.

The first task that triggered the fulfillment of the wish was perfectly completed, and the points also increased a lot.

If this continues,

Ten million is not a long way from now on.

Feng Luo said: "Host, please smoke it, I'll face the wall."

Not seeing or feeling upset.

After thinking about it, Feng Luo added: "I didn't ask you to suck me, I asked you to suck the turntable."

#It is not necessarily a good thing to have a host with excessive understanding ability.

Ranbai: "I know."

Seal: "..."

You know what a fuck.

The lottery process still needs to be followed once. Even though Feng Luo hates it now and Ranbai is not happy about it, the lottery system is still happy.

Among countless options.

Ranbai pressed casually.

Feng Luo turned around as if he was homeless.

"It's over." Ranbai raised his eyebrows lightly, smiled lazyly, and said to Feng Luo in a sloppy manner, and then added slowly: "I didn't beat you, I was the turntable."

"You don't need to say it again." Before Feng Luo turned around, he simply drew circles to the wild white and asked in a sigh, "What did you pull out?"

If it has hope for this garbage lottery system, it will be a fool.

#Garbage turntable, ruin my youth

"Please perform acrobatics in public inverted handstands, a limited time of one hour." Ranbai read out word by word.

“???”

“!!!”

“…”

"Fuck me?"

"Shut up if you say something swears." Ranbai was extremely calm.

"Host, are you serious?" Feng Luo couldn't calm down.

It was frightened and its hair exploded, and it turned around to look at the turntable.

Dye white and curl your lips: "I'm lying to you."

At the same time, Feng Luo also saw what was drawn from the lottery turntable.

There is no such thing as Ranbai said at all, but a secret book.

Feng Luo looked at Ranbai with a sad and angry look on his face: "Host, you lied to me for your feelings!"

"It looks like you're funny."

"……fart!!!"

It looks so funny?

Is it a toy?

Feng Luo simply ignored Ranbai and went to read the secret book. I wonder what the system can give, martial arts secret book? Business war secret book? Power struggle secret book?

Then Feng Luo saw four golden words.

——The secret book.

“…”

It fell into silence.

"Host?" Feng Luo shouted tentatively.

"Um."

"Your opportunity to learn is here." Feng Luo said sincerely: "We have traveled through so many planes and have never learned peerless secrets."

"It should be cherished." Ranbai smiled half-smile.

The introduction to the secret book is like this. Under the big characters that are suspended by four golden lights that seem to blind people's eyes are a line of small characters with dazzling golden lights.

[From ancient times, secret books have been an extremely magical existence, attracting countless heroes to compete for their struggle.]

Finally, the secret book was attached with a small, pitiful font that was almost impossible to see in the golden light.

[Please explore it yourself.]

Feng Luo looked black and asked: "So what is the meaning of this secret book or not?"

The unfathomable nature of Balabara is sure that he is not talking nonsense?

"At least they have a sideline." Ranbai withdrew his gaze indifferently.

"Don't worry, host, I'll make a table for you when the teleportation is done." Feng Luo swore with great confidence.

“…?”
Chapter completed!