The temptation of A-level skills can be described as great for Lan Bei.

On the one hand, the effect is too good, and on the other hand, the price is too expensive.

It costs 20W to cash out a permanent, and if you want to upgrade to full Samsung, you need 80W.

It's an exaggeration.

Last night's amazing battle was only about 100,000.

How many more times? The death of this fire demon must have alarmed the demon world and the demon world somewhat.

Naturally, this kind of good thing will rarely happen again in the future, so let's draw a lottery.

Lan Bei put his hand together in his mouth and exhaled, then rubbed it.

Transport, transfer, one shot into the soul!

It was extremely painful to spend a full 50,000 handsome ratio to open the A-level lottery.

The A-level lottery wheel is different, Ambilight, and much taller.

He stared at it with blazing eyes, without blinking: "Golden bell jar, golden bell jar, golden bell jar!" ”

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the A-level skill permanent [Regeneration ⭐]!"

"Reincarnation?" Looking at this skill that he hadn't even expected, Lanbei fell into deep thought.

He understands this skill, and who has played the game doesn't know how to regenerate.

But the problem is, he's not an NPC, and the effect of this blood regeneration ......

He clicked on the skill and looked at it.

[A-level skill: health regeneration]

Quality: ⭐

Effect: +3% HP per breath.

Slogan: Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, it's you!

"+3 percent per breath...... That is, about thirty breaths can go from near death to life? ”

Lanbei pondered, it didn't feel right, because in the skill page, among the higher-level SR-level skills, there was a [Regeneration] skill.

This is the real healing of everything, not to mention the resurrection of the dead, it's almost there.

It's not that he hasn't thought that the regeneration is a castrated version of regeneration, but the regeneration here is just a simple recovery of health.

If you encounter excessive blood loss, it can work wonders.

However, if there is too much blood loss, it means that the injury is very serious, and even if the blood volume can be recovered, the wound will not heal......

What's the use?

Could it be that he has directly become a perpetual motion machine, while constantly recovering blood, he keeps bleeding 23333.

The picture was too beautiful to imagine.

He thought about it for a while, and felt a little chicken.

After all, he's not an NPC, he's not a player, he's a real person.

He was a little depressed, and spent a lot of 50,000 handsome ratios to draw this tasteless thing that was a pity to abandon?

The more I thought about it, the more depressed I became, and I regretted that I died.

Wrong!

After a while, Lan Bei suddenly thought of something.

If you say that while bleeding, you also return blood.

Is it possible to say that you are not afraid of bloodshed? Anyway, the blood doesn't flow, does it?

Yes, if you think about it, it's pretty good, and it can often be used as a puzzle to fight back.

Or be a fearless warrior and a macho man who is not afraid of injuries!

Lan Bei grinned, more satisfied, although the recovery of the one-star state is relatively slow now, but after the star is promoted in the future, it will still be very fast.

There can be, there can be.

He immediately put the health regeneration skill in the skill grid and clicked to open it.

This is basically a health buff, with a sense of security.

The skill grid was not enough, so he clicked on the eighth one, which required 2000 handsome ratios, the ninth, which required 2500, and the tenth, which required 3000.

Even if there are still a lot of handsome ratios, Lanbei is still very painful, which is getting more and more expensive, and I can't afford to open it.

He gritted his teeth and opened the backpack lattice to ten, which cost him a total of nearly 2w handsome ratio, which was too extravagant.

At present, there is still 49122 left in the handsome ratio, and he thought for a while and did not move again.

He continued to lie down, and the sleepiness soon returned in the comfort of the room.

In a flash, it was afternoon.

I got up from bed lazily, and my stomach was really hungry.

Lan Bei touched his belly and walked towards the bathroom with a vague pace, planning to take a shower first.

After that, he changed into a cloud brocade black and red python robe and pushed the door open.

"Huh?"

He looked at his feet, and there were actually a few dishes, especially a plate of his favorite pepper chicken, and they were all hot, wow.

Did this just arrive?

No, if it had just been delivered, it would have been impossible to leave it alone, he really knew these girls too well.

But the facts are in front of you......

Lan Bei touched his head in confusion, he leaned down and squatted down, and found that there were aura fluctuations on the ground under the saucer.

"It's ......"

He reached out and touched it, and found some temperature: "This is a formation?" ”

It should be, this small formation has an effect as much as the thermos box, which is quite eye-opening for him.

It turns out that the formation can still be used like this?

Although I don't know who sent it, I said it after eating it, and my stomach growled with hunger.

He just sat at the door and devoured it, image? Inexistent.

The hot food in the stomach suddenly feels more comfortable than sleeping, and there is no substitute for that unique satisfaction.

"Pig baa?"

Feng Tiantian, who was on the other side, opened the door, and when he saw this scene, his mind was suddenly full of black lines.

"Huh? What did you say? ”

Lan Bei was eating Zhenghuan, but he didn't care, but he was a little thirsty, and beckoned to Feng Tiantian: "Do you have any juice?" ”

"Yes."

"Give me a drink."

"Why should you give it to you?"

"Because I'm thirsty, hurry." Lan Bei waved his hand again, urging.

"You?" Feng Tiantian was stunned for a moment, took a deep breath, took a glass of watermelon juice out, and handed it over: "Na." ”

"Wow, it's still ice, it's so comfortable." Lan Bei couldn't wait to drink it all, let out a satisfied snoring sound, and his eyes narrowed.

"Delicious, would you like another drink?"

Feng Tiantian's gentle voice echoed in his ears, making him nod without hesitation: "Okay, okay." ”

"Then do you want me to massage your shoulders and hammer your back again?"

"All right, Crooked Good." Lan Bei happily agreed, secretly thinking that strength is really king, and fists are big.

I have been pressed by Feng Tiantian in the past, I didn't expect it, right? Now I'm getting old.

Although you are a little late, it is still too late to read it for the sake of the same seat.

I, Lanbei, are broad-minded, and I definitely don't care about you calling me a big fool every day.

"Heh, you're skilled?"

Feng Tiantian didn't fight in one place, and looked at the five people and six people at the same table in front of him, and he looked like he had to fly into the sky.

"That's necessary, I'm a demon slayer, don't you know?" After Lan Bei finished eating the pepper chicken, he licked his lips unsatisfied, and raised his chin proudly at Feng Tiantian.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know, I can patiently repeat it to you."

"Tsk, can a hero call himself a hero?"

"It's just a stupid little devil who happened to be bumped into by you by mistake." Feng Tiantian shook his head slightly, feeling that he was angry with the big fool Lan Bei again.

It's ridiculous.

"Not convinced? Let's compare? Lan Bei eagerly raised his eyebrows and made a provocative sound.

"Come on, come now."

Feng Tiantian has never liked to refuse, let alone this kind of thing.

"Come on! Today, I'll let you see, what is called Shibei three days to be impressed! Lan Bei wiped his mouth, and Huo Ran got up.

"Don't be verbose, speed!"

Feng Tiantian put away the water glass, brushed the long green silk, and rubbed his palms.

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(Guess what, who loses and who wins?) ）

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