(Thanks to Mo Ning, Lala, Heihei and other book friends for their tips) There is also a video of the lottery event two months ago on the page of Doubao Academy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Wu Zheng directly entered the junior high school area and found a new message.

"I have another exam?" The message of the student center in the special area is always to inform him that he has completed the study of a certain subject and can take the corresponding exam; Either that, he was notified. It's obviously impossible to get promoted, and he hasn't taken the exam yet.

Fortunately, there is no time limit or mandatory to take these exams, and you can reapply for the exam if you do not do well.

"Dear Doubao students, the Emperors will hold a discussion conference at the end of the event, if you voluntarily submit an article of no less than 100,000 words of the Emperor's argument or perception within one year after the fair, you can apply for three pills of Peishen Pill before May 20, 26177. Bean Bao Dean Bean Bao. ”

After reading this text message, Wu Zheng's eyes moistened. "Sister Doubao, I failed you."

The Tonifying Pill is a god-king-level elixir, and one pill of Peishen Pill can be exchanged for 50 rare points on the Federation's intranet. It is a good thing that the god kings use to cultivate the divine soul. Sister Doubao is worried that these poor children will go to the trade fair to see useful treasures, but there are no good things to exchange with others, so they can only look at the hot eyes.

The text message didn't say that you had to see it in person, and it was only counted after listening to the experience that was written. If you were a smart person, you would definitely think: I can wait for the grand event to end, ask other senior brothers in the sect, such as Chu Feng, for a note to study and study, and then write a piece of experience to fool the past. What about the three Peishen Pills, this is a lot of wealth!

Wu Zheng didn't think so. He replied to the text message with deep guilt. "Sister Doubao, I'm sorry. Wu Zheng has failed your cultivation. I handed over the ticket to the sect and couldn't go to this grand event, please punish you! ”

Douzi saw this text message that Ping An turned over, so angry! Is this kid a fool? She bothered to get the ticket, and he actually said that if he dedicates the sect, he will dedicate the sect.

After turning around the room twice, he raised his eyes and saw Chu Feng who was sitting next to him and cultivating. Chu Feng is from the Refining Weapon Sect, and he is from the same sect as Wu Zheng.

Douzi picked up the teapot on the table and wanted to smash it at Chu Feng, and remembered his kindness of giving peace and a demon cow back then, Douzi put the teapot down again.

Chu Feng sensed her hostility and raised his eyes to look at her. Douzi glared at him fiercely, and Chu Feng was even more inexplicable, and said in his heart: I didn't do anything, how did I offend her?

"I'll be out for half an hour!" She didn't have any more tickets in her hand. Douzi turned around and went out to find Feng Li, hoping that Feng Li hadn't finished dividing the ticket yet.

Feng Li was surprised. "Ah, aren't you running out of tickets?" Feng Li was very dissatisfied with the fact that Douzi took the tickets and sent them randomly (Emperor Feng felt that the lottery return to the donors was random distribution). He still has a lot of followers who haven't gotten tickets!

"Your Majesty, do you have more? Just one sheet! One sheet! Beans pricked up a finger and stood on his heels in a cute shape.

"It's gone. You're just remembering now that you don't have a ticket, it's too late! "Bean's coquettishness has no effect on Feng Li. He said coldly, "This time you will stay at home honestly." ”

"What? Do I want a ticket to go in? Shouldn't I go in with you? Beans were shocked.

Feng Li raised his eyes and glanced at her. "I'm going in and asking for a ticket. It was said that only 200,000 lives were allowed to enter, and only 200,000 lives were allowed to enter. There is no ticket, and the God Emperor is not allowed to enter. ”

Beans slapped himself on the head. She really didn't keep a ticket for herself. She handed over 800 tickets and took them to Doubao Academy, and the rest, except for the four reserved by Zhao Chenfei and the three that Tong Yijun wanted, were all smashed to Feng Li.

"You pay me back!" Douzi hugged Feng Li's arm and swayed. "Two tickets, give me back two."

Feng Lile is happy. "You really didn't keep it for yourself? Ha! After a short laugh, he teased, "Either I'll give you my ticket, you go, I won't go." ”

Douzi wailed, abandoned Feng Li, and teleported to the world of Hayluna to find the dragon battle.

Long Zhan was silent for a long time, and he really couldn't bear to blame her. He said, "Xi'er, you blame me. Blame me for forgetting to remind you, you also need a ticket to get in. ”

What can he say? Children are always taken for granted and always miss important things, and she can't be blamed for that. She's too small, and her brain is certainly not fully developed.

If Douzi knew what Long Zhan thought, he would definitely bite him to death.

"You don't have many tickets?" Beanzi wept with a sad face.

"Hmm." Long Zhan nodded, so sad. He obviously gave her the rest of the votes. "By the way, how many tickets did you leave for Nangong Yu at that time?" Long Zhan suddenly remembered. "That kid is scheming, but he still has a deep breath."

Douzi's eyes lit up, and he immediately used the soul link to contact Nangong Yu. "Yu, your ticket hasn't been issued yet."

Nangong Yu: "No." I am going to send it when I am going to go. ”

"Leave me two tickets. I forgot to keep my ticket. One of the kids at the academy lost his ticket. I'm scared to death. Knowing that he had found a savior, Douzi poured bitter water.

The corners of Nangong Yu's mouth raised. "It's okay, I've got a lot here. Now that most of them are gone, there are only seven alchemy masters left with me. There are still forty or fifty alchemy masters. A hundred tickets simply don't run out. ”

"If you have any extra ones, you can send two more to the alchemy masters, maybe they also have friends and relatives who want to go." Beans said. "Don't forget my two tickets."

"Why don't you pick it up now?" Nangong Yu said.

"Did you miss me?" Bean's eyebrows danced.

Nangong Yu actually blushed, he blushed and nodded. "There happened to be no one around me. I was in my room. ”

Nangong Yu had left Danmen at this time and lived on a planet where commerce was thriving. There, he bought a skyscraper. Those who followed him voluntarily also lived there. Although Nangong Yu has not yet made it clear whether he will accept their following, it has already formed a fact.

Douzi immediately said goodbye to Long Zhan and used the space shuttle technique to find Nangong Yu.

Long Zhan's heart was cold. When she contacted Nangong Yu, the shyness and sweetness on her face were so tired that the blind could sense the sweetness on her face.

"Feng Li, you stupid bird, those four guys you got are all rubbish! A long face is not long-hearted! Nangong Yu, the little bastard, looked very honest and silent when he was a child, how did he become so cunning and shameless? Alas, my Xi'er, don't fall for that kid! Yes! What am I going to do? "The dragon battle is all over the place, and there is nothing to be done.

As soon as the beans shuttled over, they fell on Nangong Yu's back. "Carry me!"

Nangong Yu picked her up on her back and walked around the room. "Zixin, how are you doing this time?"

"It's boring. That good friend of yours, Chu Feng, is a piece of wood. He doesn't play with me, he knows about cultivation every day. I used to see him smile warmly, and I thought he was a warm man. Who knew that now I don't laugh all day long, the whole cultivation puppet! ”

"Don't you cultivate?" Nangong Yu asked rhetorically. (To be continued.) )