The membership card goes directly to the hotel, and the function of the hotel is similar to that of the round altar where it has always been located.
They all have the effect of restoring the soul.
But, it's a little weak.
The hotel's soul recovery is not enough to deal with a city that is halfway to being destroyed.
Therefore, the red veil added:
"This membership card has been stuck inside, contaminated with the Fallen Flower Lake items for too long. I'm afraid even if I get out, I won't be able to use it for a while."
"It's okay, as long as it works."
Yiqiqi breathed a sigh of relief.
Whatever it takes, as long as it's faster than you can walk out on your own.
"Let's go."
Yiqiqi waved to the three strange pets behind him, and the three little ones followed behind happily.
Gou Shiba patted Yu Qiqian's shoulder and said:
"From now on, you'll be the third oldest, and I'll be your second oldest, Gou Shiba. Don't say I didn't take care of you. There are millions of ghost money to be shared, and there are also ghost lottery tickets that can win tens of millions of grand prizes. On the way back, I'll explain everything to you."
Seven thousand fish?
The fishmonger's eyes looked a little confused. It seemed that his name was based on the amount of ghost money in the contract.
Then what about dividing millions and winning tens of millions in prize money? If it is really that amazing, why are you called Dog Eighteen?
But for now, as a threat, it kept the true feelings in its heart and nodded shyly on the surface.
"Everything is up to my second brother."
Hearing the word "Second Brother", Gou Shiba felt secretly happy, even though he was only eighteen.
"Hey, you're really sensible. Let me tell you, even though you can win tens of millions with this Youcai Ming lottery, it's still not as good as splitting a million—Aa ...
Gou Shiba's moment of secret satisfaction ended with him flashing and blocking the arrow.
The arrow was made of hand bones, which was a kind of trick.
The tattoo on Dog Eighteen's butt was both pleasurable and painful.
Outside the fog, there were circles of people gathered.
In the front row, there are no less than forty contractors.
Including ordinary people, there are as many as two or three hundred people.
Scar crossed his legs strangely, trimmed his nails, and begged Yiqi:
"Sorry, little sister, the two-day time limit is up. You have to deal with these people...on your own."
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