“This is called a battle suit?”
Ying Bing lowered her eyes, looked at the clothes on the table, and fell into deep thought.
It was a dress in the style of southern Xinjiang. No, it was a little more vulgar than the southern Xinjiang style. However, this time it was a cool bunny girl, pure desire and coolness...
And it also realized Xiao Li’s gentlemanly idea of making black cloud yarn into socks.
Fairy Han is knowledgeable and has seen this kind of clothes before.
She even took a bath in it.
The problem is...
What kind of battle is this going to be fought in?
[Do you need this system to automatically wear it for you? ]
"No....."
Remembering that the system was good at taking things out of context, the cautious Fairy Han only said one word.
[Okay, I remind you again that this reward needs to be completed within today. ]
[Next time, this system will not automatically wear it. The host needs to wear it by hand when he meets the winner. ]
"?"
The tears in Ying Bing's eyes stagnated, and a question mark appeared.
First of all, she had no idea how to wear the dress, because the more floral the dress, the more complicated it looked.
Then.....
Wouldn't it be necessary to wear it in front of him?
"......"
......
At the same time, in Senluo Valley in southern Xinjiang.
There is still thick fog here, and the wind is as sharp as a knife. It seems that the change of seasons has no effect on this place.
"How is that possible?! I killed him with my own hands!"
Zhu Renji’s eyes widened into a bulge.
"But could it be that the Little Overlord of the Divine Hammer on the Hidden Dragon List is a fake?"
Luo Yesian snorted coldly with an unfriendly expression.
"Holy Son, please say something, Holy Son!"
"You saw with your own eyes that I beat him into nothingness, leaving only a hair!"
Zhu Renji's face was full of disbelief.
"I saw it, but I only know that I entrusted the task to you and you failed."
The demon summoner, Tan Zhu, had a gloomy face: "He is still alive now, but we have not only lost the power of all living beings in Southern Xinjiang, but also suffered heavy casualties, and we have not gained anything in Lan Ke Mountain!"
"this....."
Zhu Renji was not stupid and understood what the Holy Son meant.
The Demon Summoning Cult's trip to the Yunmeng Underground Palace can be said to be extremely miserable.
The two Dharma Kings were seriously injured, the people they brought with them were in danger of death, and even the foundation - the power of all living beings was disturbed, but they did not gain any benefits.
The headquarters will definitely send someone to hold people accountable, and someone has to take the blame.
Zhu Renji's desire to survive is overwhelming, and his IQ has reached the peak of his life:
"Holy Son, we have not gained nothing."
"Um?"
"The bead, that bead! We spent so much effort to get it!"
"I get even angrier when you say that!"
Tan Zhuyin took out the stone bead from his waist and wanted to throw it on the ground, but he couldn't bear to do so.
"What's the use of this thing?"
"Son, if it is a divine object, it must be extraordinary. What if I don't find the right method?"
"How about asking Brother Immortal?"
Luo also suggested first.
"Humph, a bunch of idiots! Trash!"
Suddenly a cold snort came from behind. Tan Zhuyin was already furious. Who the hell is so awesome that he even dares to scold this Saint Son?
He turned his head angrily and said in a sinister tone:
"Hello, Deputy Leader!"
The man was dressed in white, with long flowing beard, and looked like an ordinary teacher.
But those who often hang out in the Demon Sect know that this person is one of the three famous deputy leaders of the Demon Summoning Sect, Yuwen Cuojin.
"You should call me Master Yuwen."
"Okay, Vice Priest Yuwen."
"Just a mere Guanshen realm cultivator has caused unrest in the entire hall of my sect, resulting in such heavy losses."
Yuwen Cuojin said in a low voice: "Son, how are you going to explain this to the headquarters?"
“….”
Tan Zhuyin held up the 'waste stone bead'.
"You have all been deceived. You are actually members of the Demonic Cult. I am ashamed for you!"
Yuwen Cuojin simply wanted to slap these people to death with one palm.
"So many people died, and you still helplessly gave up the power of all living beings, and all you got back was a piece of broken stone. Aren't you awake yet?"
"But Brother Shangxian is very spiritual..."
"Okay, then call him out and let me see why he calls himself an immortal!"
......
The ice and snow in Qingyuan Mountains are melting.
Spring is here, everything is coming back to life, and animals are also here...
End of hibernation season.
Following Shenbing Peak, Danding Peak also launched a strategic cooperation with the canteen. Under the professional guidance of Chef Li, boxes of seasoning packets were prepared using materials provided by Danding Peak and delivered to Qiu Shui Pavilion.
That's strange.
These boxes of things were only seen going in, but never coming out.
Soon, the yard was filled.
During this period, Master Qin was very busy. He held banquets in towns every night, bringing this flavor to the dreams of the people in southern Xinjiang.
"We are ready to go."
In the courtyard, Li Mo touched the Kongming Wanse Tower. The small tower now had seventeen floors.
It is almost halfway to the projection of the avenue’s divine form.
This is not just a seasoning packet, it is clearly the power of all living beings that is about to be absorbed.
Of course, it’s not just for the power of all living beings. There are also many supplies in Li Mo’s system space that will be distributed together with these things.
He hopes to do this matter to the best of his ability.
While waiting for Qin Yuzhi, Li Mo cooked a pack of instant noodles with the seasoning packet and squatted at the doorstep to sip it.
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