However, as soon as Xu Wenjing opened her mouth, she actually triggered a luck judgment, which is not simple. Should www.biquge.info I say that she deserves to be the descendant of Xu Xian, or should she be the son of luck?

You must know that although the current civilization is not as good as the previous life, his current luck is not low.

As soon as Xu Wenjing opened her mouth, it actually triggered his luck judgment, and you can imagine the depth of her heritage.

"Boy, if you want to be a hero and save the beauty, you have to see if you have the ability. ”

The verdict was over, and Zhang Baitian's words gave a civilized answer.

Did you lose?

Temples, oil, churches, this is not a little bit of luck, such luck is lost?

It looks like it's time to do it. I can only do it.

Civilization is about to get started. Suddenly, he thought of a stalk and said loudly: "My name is Wenming, and my father is the deputy district head......"

To be honest, my dad is XX, this terrier is very powerful, even if it is civilized, I can't help but want to try it with a loud voice.

"Your dad is the deputy district chief?"

Zhang Baitian laughed and laughed.

It was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard in his life.

He is the Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master Dao, since the canonization of the Heavenly Master in the past dynasties. Not to mention the son of the deputy county magistrate, even the vice governor may not be afraid.

"Idiot!"

Grandma Snake was secretly annoyed.

This is not the old earth, in this new earth, spells and talents are constantly awakening, but the power of the world has not changed much.

A nuclear bomb is enough to suppress them, but it's just a nuclear bomb. When will the deputy district chief be able to suppress them? let alone his son.

"This ...... Is. Zhang Baitian shook his head amusedly.

The young man replied with great boldness, a calm expression, and a proud voice. He thought there was really something, but he didn't expect it to be really the best of the second second. Thought that with his father's identity, he could intimidate the dignified Heavenly Master?

Thinking like this in his heart, he didn't notice that there was another piece of luck coming directly from the north. As soon as this luck came, it directly became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Forget it, forget it. For your dad's sake, get out of here. ”

Zhang Baitian waved his hand, like sending a fly.

Civilization was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood. Even if Xu Xian was the son of luck back then, how many more will there be in his descendants?

The luck of civilization is not low, unless this Xu Wenjing is also a son of luck, otherwise this is the current situation.

This may seem like an amazing situation, but in reality it is not uncommon, especially when it comes to dry sales.

The business was already negotiated, but suddenly I didn't know what the hell popped out of nowhere, and I grabbed my own order directly.

This is called luck. Ordinary people read it as "luck".

However, it is clear that Xu Wenjing's luck is not bad.

This is...... Enchantment?

"I'm afraid I won't be able to leave. Wen Wen said calmly.

"What? you!"

Zhang Baitian only felt that he had never seen such an ignorant lift.

"Boy, you have to know that my patience is limited. Zhang Baitian said predictively: "If you really don't want to leave, I won't kill you." It's just that it will take you back to Longhu Mountain, but I'm afraid you won't be able to go home in your life. ”

"Take me away?"

Civilization burst out laughing.

"Is it just your three-legged cat spell? every flame technique must be driven by a talisman. If you can really take me away, I would like to thank you. ”

"Who the hell are you?"

As soon as he said this, Zhang Baitian's face completely changed.

Everyone else stared at civilization as well.

Knowing the flame arts, knowing the cultivation of the Fa, it is obvious that civilization is not an ordinary person at all, and it is also a figure in the circle.

"Xiao Jing's suitor is also an insider?"

Grandma Snake frowned slightly.

She had met several of Xu Wenjing's classmates and knew that they were just ordinary people. There is no entanglement with the magic circle at all, but now the civilization is different from them, and it seems that it not only knows, but also relies on it. And this time it seems that the reliance is no longer his father.

Zhang Baitian's eyes swept Wen Wen up and down, and he saw that except for his fair skin, there was not the slightest appearance of cultivating internal strength or spells on his whole body.

"He's either just an ordinary person who has been in contact with insiders. Either that's a hidden master!"

Zhang Baitian silently made a judgment, and the vigilance in his heart skyrocketed.

"Who am I?" Wenming was convinced, and instead of answering him, he asked, "You guys are driving on a rampage, and this is not a short time, isn't it?" Don't you wonder why no one has come out to see you for so long. ”

"What's so strange about that. Who the hell are you?"

In Zhang Baitian's opinion, there is only one strange person here, and that is Zhang Baitian.

"Shhh This man's emotional intelligence is not enough. Oh, forgot, they don't have emotional intelligence anymore. ”

Civilization speaks to itself.

"What did you say?" Zhang Baitian was furious.

"Alright, alright. Wenming suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I still have a nickname, and they like to call me...... 13 Pope!"

Speaking of this, Civilization looked at everyone with a smile.

That's not a good name, after all, 13 is not an auspicious number.

Legend has it that Brother Ji had dinner with his disciples before he was killed. The thirteenth person to attend the dinner was Judas, a disciple of Kego. It was this Judas who betrayed Kego to the Jewish authorities for 30 silver dollars, causing him to be tortured. The last supper was attended by 13 people, and the date of the dinner coincided with the 13th, and "13" brought suffering and misfortune to Kigo.

Meanwhile, in Norse mythology, the god of fire, Loki, is the 13th among the gods, and he himself is evil and cunning. He deceived and instigated Hoder, the blind god of darkness, to kill his brother, Balder, the god of light, also known as the 13th mourner at the funeral.

There is also the legend of the zodiac. The ancient Persians believed that the zodiac signs in the sky ruled the twelve months of the year, and that each sign would rule the earth for a thousand years. By the end of the twelve reincarnations, the sky and the earth will collapse. Thus, the thirteenth is associated with chaos. On the thirteenth day of the Persian calendar, the Persians go out to avoid bad luck, a tradition known as "Sizdah Bedar", which means "thirteen outdoors".

And civilization happens to come from District 13. 13 The Pope became his nickname. It's not good, but the effect is just right. Unless someone can break the 13 curse of whites.

……

"13 Pope?"

Everyone present was stunned.

13 The Pope, in the whites, in the enemies of civilization is loud, but in the Chinese, he can't help but be stunned.

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