I got 0!

I was stunned for a moment, and the monks next to me looked at me for a while, and they also aimed at my sign.

"Damn, Li Qing is empty!"

For a while, everyone looked at it, and the winner was called envy and jealousy, and everyone couldn't wait to snatch my signature!

Not far away, Qilinzi jumped over and snapped his fingers: "Why, why are you so lucky!" Lao Tzu has drawn the third place in the eighth group, my day! ”

At the foot of the steps, the senior sisters of the Xiashan faction were smiling, if it weren't for the space not allowing, they would have to sing and dance.

More monks are analyzing: "Li Qing's strength is not bad, and now that he has drawn an empty lot, he can save his energy to hide his hole cards, and he may be able to easily enter the top 32!" ”

"As long as he doesn't meet the top ten Tianjiao, he may be in the top ten!"

"It's useless, if you meet Mulan Xia Yao casually, he will be wasted, and it is not advisable to be opportunistic."

In the midst of discussions, Mulan and Xia Yao came together.

The two talked and laughed all the way, walked onto the square, attracted countless eyes, and the scene was quiet all of a sudden.

I also see that the two beauties are talking and laughing, and they are both pleasing to the eye, and the face, the body, and the long legs are all beautiful.

The unicorn was silent, swallowing his saliva, staring at the two beauties.

The two women ignored the outside world, they each drew lots, and then registered and left, talking all the way.

Everyone watched the two girls go away, and then they remembered to ask the registrar who the two girls had drawn.

When the question came out, some people were happy and some were sad, and the scene was chaotic again.

After that, Murong Kyushu came, he was even more chic, took out a paper ball without looking at it, and gave it directly to the registrar.

This shows that he doesn't care who he draws.

After half a ring, the draw ceremony ended and the showdown began again.

This time it was obviously much more intense, 125 winners, no, 124 winners were against each other, and the fight was inseparable, of course, everyone was all pointed, and there were no more serious casualties.

Everyone is careful because they know that once they are seriously injured, the road below will not be easy to walk.

Even Qilinzi's temper was cautious, and he fought with people for two hours, but he didn't dare to fight to the death, and finally relied on willpower to consume the other party.

After this battle, Qilinzi was completely decadent, sat on the grass and rested for a while, and a group of masters of the Nine Ghost Sect also helped him heal.

He is also miserable, he has won the master twice in a row, not only injured, but also exhausted his energy, what should I do in tomorrow's showdown?

What a pitiful feeling, I shook my head and laughed out loud.

When night fell, the round was over, and there were only 62 winners left, no, 63, and my empty lot.

Many of the winners were injured, and their combat strength was somewhat affected.

Of course, the top masters are still unharmed, especially Murong Jiuzhou, Mulan, and Xia Yao, the three of them are still one move to defeat the enemy, which is incredibly strong.

This night, I also started to get excited, and tomorrow I will draw lots to choose my opponent and advance to the round of 32.

At this point, the winners are basically masters, and I don't believe I can still draw empty, so I have to be prepared.

I even have to be prepared to draw Murong Kyushu.

Le Xien and the senior sisters all cheered me up, and Kemeng was even more open-minded, and said: "Senior brother, if you can advance to the top 32, I will sleep with you every day like other senior sisters, and let you pillow your thighs!" ”

Ouch, this is good.

Kemeng is my most beautiful sister, and I haven't pillowed her thighs yet.

That was it, and I slept soundly again.

Early the next morning, I was woken up, and the senior sisters urged: "Senior brother, don't sleep, go to the lottery!" ”

I heard a commotion in the square, and this time the draw was so much that I guess all the monks had gone to watch.

I washed up and followed my sisters.

As the winner, I walked alone into the square and stood with the 62 monks.

This time it was more solemn, and a middle-aged Taoist priest was sent together, who grabbed the dust and glanced at us with a smile.

I took a cursory look, Murong Jiuzhou and Mulan Xia Yao are here, they understand the etiquette this time, and they are waiting for the draw with everyone.

The middle-aged Taoist priest moistened his throat and said: "It's all here, it's about to be the top 32 battle, the lottery rules are the same as yesterday, 62 real lots, 1 empty lot, good luck to everyone." ”

As he spoke, he swept the dust and the box opened, revealing the signs inside.

This time, it is not a simple paper ball, but a long stick made of bamboo pieces, small and exquisite, and there is a silk silk on it.

The crowd fell silent, staring intently at the boxes.

However, no one was the first to draw lots for a while, and it looked a little cowardly.

Murong Jiuzhou took a step forward and drew a lot directly: 10.

The crowd immediately became noisy and urged: "Smoke, smoke!" ”

The winners couldn't bear it, and went up to draw lots one by one, probably silently thinking in their hearts not to draw ten.

Mulan and Xia Yao also went to smoke, they were 15 and 17 respectively.

Now, the three draws that shouldn't have been drawn are all out, 10, 15, 17.

After a while, one of the monks wailed, "Ah, I've drawn 15!" ”

The crowd gloated, and the monks laughed, except for the monk's own sect.

After another while, a female monk said bitterly: "No, I have drawn 17, and I want to face off against Xia Yao Holy Maiden, oh my God!" ”

"Haha, exciting!" Everyone applauded and encouraged, and on the square, there were only a dozen people who did not draw lots, all waiting for the end, and it is estimated that they believe that they will be lucky in the end.

I was among them, and when he saw me, his face darkened: "Damn, you go and smoke, don't come with me!" ”

He was afraid of bad luck.

I shrugged my shoulders and grabbed it in the box, only to catch a piece, and the unicorn suddenly jumped over, grabbed my stick, and held it tightly in my hand.

Everyone was stunned and looked at him in unison.

I also looked at him: "What are you doing?" ”

Qilinzi smiled: "Lao Li, you are so lucky, I want your signature, Lao Tzu doesn't want to be unlucky!" ”

I'm squinting, right?

"Okay, my signature is for you, can you see what number you draw?" I don't care, this calf was too miserable the first two times, and now he is still injured, if he wants good luck, I will give it to him.

A group of people also looked at the unicorn, quite curious.

The unicorn pinched the pick tightly, and slowly moved his fingers away like playing cards, revealing the number on the sign, revealing a 1.

"No. 1, haha, it's really a good sign! Lao Li, Lao Tzu loves you! Qilinzi was overjoyed, but when his fingers were exposed, the word 1 was followed by a 0.

Everyone was stunned, and then laughed wildly; “10！ You have drawn the Holy Son of Murong! ”

"Haha, congratulations to the Emperor Qilin for drawing the Murong Holy Son!" The monks were all happy to die.

Kirinzi was almost paralyzed, and walked stiffly towards the box, about to throw the sign back.

The middle-aged Taoist priest chuckled and said, "The person who looks at the sign can't be changed, Qilin Holy Son, you face off against Murong Holy Son." ”

"Grass!" Qilinzi wanted to die, and then grabbed his hair and looked at me: "Lao Li, you smoke quickly, you must draw to the showdown Tianjiao!" ”

You'd rather I die, wouldn't you?

I shrugged my shoulders, reached into the box, and pulled out a stick.

Qilinzi snatched it for me to see, and then his shoulders collapsed, and he sighed deeply, as if he was wearing ten green hats by his wife, and his daughter was raised until she was twenty years old and found out that it was not her own.

It's numb.

Everyone was puzzled and watched, I grabbed it back and signed a 0.

Belch......

Actually, I can't help it.

Amitabha.

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