"Draw lots!"

Everyone walked over one after another and looked at the bamboo tube in front of them.

"The bamboo tubes have different colors, and if you draw a bamboo stick of the same color, you are your opponent!"

The words rang out from upstairs, and the elder began to babble again.

"There are still forty-eight of you now, and there will be twenty-four fewer in the first game, twelve fewer in the second, six in the third, only three left in the fourth, and the last one will be the first to decide!"

While the elder was speaking, Luo Tianfeng had already taken out the bamboo stick.

When the elder who spoke saw this scene, his expression instantly became displeased, and he looked at her with thick eyebrows furrowed.

"Luo Tilt Wind!"

"Elder Xiao Qian."

Two voices sounded at the same time, and the face of the elder who spoke changed suddenly, and he squirmed, and finally said nothing.

Hearing the voice as indifferent as ice, everyone looked over and saw Feng Jinghong looking at Luo Tianfeng with a doting face.

He has always been unsmiling, everything is a floating cloud in his eyes, but the light in his eyes at this time is extremely soft.

It's like the winter sun, dazzling and soft, like a warm current.

All this is just because of Luo Dumping!

Everyone pursed the corners of their mouths, and finally said nothing.

The decrees have come down, what else can they say?

Although Feng Jinghong was favored by Emperor Feng, in the end he was just a sick seedling, so it was nothing.

Sick seedlings and waste are quite compatible.

As for the nightfall.

It must be just an accident, just by virtue of Luo Tingfeng, if you want to become a genius, it is simply impossible!

"Let's draw lots." Xiao Lichuan's face was gloomy and he spoke in a low voice.

Don't say so much, Luo Tianfeng has already drawn lots, so let's draw lots.

Only then did everyone reach out and pick up the bamboo sticks in the bamboo tube.

Luo Tingfeng lowered his eyes and looked at the bamboo stick in his hand, and the corners of his mouth hooked a faint arc.

Red.

Many eyes fell on her, and when they saw the smile on the corner of their mouth, a feeling welled up in their hearts.

Just now, Luo Qianfeng deliberately drew lots when the elder was speaking!

They don't know where this feeling comes from, in short, seeing such a Luo dumping, such a thought suddenly welled up in their hearts.

Deliberately?

Seeing the bamboo stick in Luo Tianfeng's hand, everyone looked at their own, and most of them sighed with regret.

Really, they were so unlucky that they didn't meet Luo Qianfeng.

If this is the first game to meet Luo Qingfeng, it will be a win!

There was no suspense in the first scene!

"Who's the Red Sign?"

"Really, I don't know who is so lucky to draw Luo Dumpling."

"Good luck, poor luck for us."

"Fight, fight, no one has that kind of luck."

……

What everyone said was a pity, a sigh.

In their opinion, meeting Luo Qingfeng is the luckiest thing.

When you encounter a waste, there is no suspense in the competition!

Didn't the person who met Luo Tingfeng win!

It's good, it's good, it's good!

Looking at everyone's sighing and regretful expressions, Xia Yifeng lowered his head and touched his nose.

These people who have not met Qingfeng should be happy, fortunately they did not meet Qingfeng.

Otherwise, imagine their results.

It's a pity that these people are still envious.

I hope that they can be so envious later.

I don't know which unlucky guy it was, but I met Qingfeng in the first game.

It's not ordinary, unlucky!

"It's me."

Just when everyone was puzzled, a deep voice sounded, and a tall figure walked out of the crowd.