Generally speaking, funny fans are anime that go against common sense, and you can't study the logic in detail.

Backstreet girls are even more so, telling the story of three gangsters who were ordered by the boss of the organization to turn to become idol singers to make money because they made mistakes.

When Yang Ming chooses the lottery, a strange virtual roulette wheel appears in the retina.

Generally, the virtual roulette wheel will plan the item area, skill area, and exercise area, which makes it clear at a glance, but this virtual roulette wheel is different, and all the questions are displayed.

Yang Ming just tried it, and first used up the number of lottery draws for the Star Lord Destruction King movie.

The virtual roulette wheel began to spin, and Yang Ming's heart eyes rose to his voice.

Seeing Yang Ming in a daze, Xiao Wu stretched out his green jade fingers, once or twice, gently poked Yang Ming's face, tilted his head sideways, and asked:

"Yang Ming, what are you thinking, thinking so fascinated?"

Yang Ming came back to his senses, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When the virtual roulette hand stops, an item that fits the funny side of the story appears.

Gender Transition Potion!

Drink it, a man can become a woman, a woman can become a man, and even become neither male nor female!

As for the second lottery chance, there was a bye, and everything was wooden.

Yang Ming had a thoughtful look in his eyes, last time he used the lottery opportunity of the big movie to draw Xiao Yan's original pants, this time, he used the lottery opportunity of the comedy film to draw funny items of similar nature, and actually obtained such a magical gender transition potion.

He suspects that maybe the different number of draws has something to do with the lottery recipients.

Yang Ming settled down, scooped a spoonful of soup, papaya stewed pork ribs, the taste is ordinary, and the review is bad.

Seeing that Yang Ming ignored herself, Xiao Wu was a little unhappy and said:

"Yang Ming, you haven't finished telling me the story of Dream of Red Mansions last time, you must finish telling it this time, I want to know what Lin Daiyu's fate will be later, is she with Jia Baoyu?"

Looking at Xiao Wu holding her cheeks with her hands and looking expectant, Yang Ming really couldn't bear to tell her the truth, Lin Daiyu not only did not form a pair with Xue Baoyu, but even died of depression, and her fate was very bleak.

Then, Yang Ming began to have a headache.

Just like every author facing a reader who sends a blade, Yang Ming believes that if he dares to tell Xiao Wu about the second half of the Dream of Red Mansions, Xiao Wu will dare to tear down the bed board in his dormitory!

Generally speaking, in such a situation, there is only one way to be an author, and that is to break the update!

Slipped, slipped away!

Yang Ming hurriedly finished his lunch, and while Xiao Wu was not paying attention, he immediately slipped out of the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy and went to the Martial Soul Palace, ready to evaluate the martial soul level.

It had only been a few days since Yang Ming made a big fuss in the Martial Soul Hall last time, and the guards of the Martial Soul Hall recognized Yang Ming at a glance, and immediately looked at their noses and noses, and they didn't dare to stop them.

The Wuhun Hall is still the same, there is usually no one there, only some servants are cleaning.

Ascending the stairs next to him to the second floor of the Martial Spirit Palace, and coming to the corridor on the second floor, Yang Ming knocked on the door first, and only pushed the door in after getting Master Ma Xiunuo's approval.

It was a bright office, and behind the large desk sat an old man, neatly dressed as a soul master, and the standard three-sword emblem on his body, indicating that he was a great soul master-level soul master.

Ma Xiunuo was originally working at the desk, but when he saw that it was Yang Ming, a kind smile suddenly appeared on his wrinkled face.

"Eh, it's Yang Ming here, it's really a rare guest."

Originally, with Ma Xiunuo's rank, there was no need to come forward to greet him personally, but he still stood up, walked all the way to the door, welcomed Yang Ming into the door, and asked him to sit across from his desk to show his hospitality.

Ma Xiunuo sat back in his seat, looked at Yang Ming, who was changing more and more day by day, and rubbed his eyes a little old.

If the last time he saw Yang Ming, he was just a sharp sword that had just come out of its sheath, then now, he was a sharp blade that had already been opened, and there was a faint different edge between his gestures.

It is worthy of being a super genius who awakens the dual martial souls and is full of innate soul power!

Ma Xiunuo set off a storm in his heart, but the smile on his face was more kind, and he enthusiastically poured a cup of hot tea for Yang Ming, and said kindly:

"Yang Ming, last time Su Yuntao, I hope you don't take it too seriously."

"I often tell Su Yuntao that he is a reckless and impatient person, otherwise he wouldn't be like me, how could he not have stepped into the threshold of level 30, but unfortunately, he always doesn't listen, this time it can be regarded as a lesson."

"He, to put it nicely, it's easy to go off the rails, and to put it ugly, it's easy to drill the horns. In fact, Su Yuntao, a young man, is not too bad in nature, and I also hope that you will not have any bad prejudice against the Martial Spirit Hall because of this matter. ”

Ma Xiunuo is an old man, and he seems to be defending Su Yuntao in and out of his words, but in fact, he is saving the reputation of the Martial Spirit Hall and indirectly wooing Yang Ming.

Yang Ming was still young and didn't hear the deep meaning of Ma Xiunuo's words, but he didn't plan to continue to delve into it, it wouldn't do anyone any good.

"Master Ma Xiunuo, I'm not here today to find bad luck, but to conduct an advanced appraisal, and I need to trouble you."

"What...... What the? Are you advanced? ”

Ma Xiunuo was shocked in his heart, it had not been more than a week since Yang Ming last came to the Soul Palace, and he had actually advanced from a soul master to a soul master?

However, Ma Xiunuo thought about it, Yang Ming was full of innate soul power, and if a good teacher led him to the Soul Hunting Forest and happened to meet a suitable soul beast, it was not impossible to have this possibility.

Thinking like this, Ma Xiunuo's gaze at Yang Ming became even hotter, and his attitude became more and more amiable, just like the old grandfather next door.

"Alas, Yang Ming, don't call me master, this title is too raw, you just call me Grandpa Ma Xiunuo."

It's just a title, Yang Ming doesn't care, he just gets off the donkey down the slope and says:

"Then I'll trouble you, Grandpa Masiuno."

Ma Xiunuo's face was full of old age spots, and he almost squeezed out flowers with laughter, and walked out of the office with Yang Ming, walking down the corridor on the second floor towards the inside of the Martial Spirit Palace.

When they came to the end of the corridor, three tall arches appeared in front of Yang Ming.

"This is the Martial Soul Laboratory where the Martial Soul Hall conducts advanced identification."

As he spoke, Ma Xiunuo pushed open the door on the far left and led Yang Ming inside.

As soon as he entered this room, Yang Ming felt an indescribable specialness, as if the soul power in his body was slightly rhythmic with a special rhythm.

It was a large room, about the size of half a football field, with a ceiling three or four meters high, and a large floor-to-ceiling window that provided enough light to fill the room.

Yang Ming was faintly apprehensive in his heart, what kind of chain reaction would his black soul ring bring?

(1st Update)