The first spot has already been decided.

The luck of the rest of my life, the courage that belongs to me, and the aura of the hero of life.

The three are indispensable, and Wan Yinxin can come to this point.

Ma Xiaoyan slowly got up from the throne, raised his hand to twist the trick, and in front of Wan Yinxin, a round door with golden light suddenly appeared.

Wan Yin didn't think about it, stepped in, and disappeared behind the round door.

Ma Xiaoyan sat back slowly, and the iron mask flashed like a starry sky.

The Black Sky Daoist took the stage again and announced the official start of the second runoff.

I couldn't wait, Lai Lai Paer, a layman, patted the huge gourd under him, gave a little strength, and jumped onto the lotus platform.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

Lu Ran did not appear.

Seven breaths, eight breaths, nine breaths.

Lu Ran, still didn't appear.

Lai Lai lay there alone, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Although at this moment, he feels that he looks like a harlequin in front of everyone, but as long as Lu Ran doesn't come, he can lie down and win, and the harlequin will be a harlequin.

He only needs to wait here, and it won't be long before someone in this hall will lose patience and come to help him speak.

The actual situation is completely different from what he imagined.

After a hundred breaths, the audience was still silent.

They are still waiting patiently.

Of course they are not waiting for Lu Ran, the person they are waiting for can only be Ma Xiaoyan.

It can only be the immortal on the throne.

Ma Xiaoyan finally sighed, and said in a constantly changing voice, neither male nor female, neither old nor young: "Ah, what about another player?" Didn't you arrive? ”

After he spoke, everyone in the hall almost dared to take a breath.

The three of Huai Huang confirmed through secret language communication almost instantly.

The probability that the person on the throne is Yang Sanlang himself has increased to at least seventy percent.

The Black Heaven Daoist bowed forward and answered the sect venerable's question: "Muslim sect venerable, that's true, the No. 44 contestant Ran Lu has not yet arrived at the scene. ”

Ma Xiaoyan turned sideways and asked Qu Fang, the historian of the Tibetan room in the VIP seat: "Is there a precedent in the past?" ”

Qu Fang stepped forward and saluted: "Muslim, there is no precedent in the past 3,000 years of history. ”

"There is no precedent, so just wait a little longer, he will come." After finishing speaking, Ma Xiaoyan sat up straight again, but a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, strange, why do I, a dignified Great Dao Jun, want to wait for a player who is surrounded by the sky?

The thought was fleeting, and then he heard an unusually neat and loud "whoa".

Dao Jun didn't need any response, just don't move.

Everyone had no choice but to stay still, and the immortals were looking forward to Lu Ran's arrival here without embarrassment, and the most uncomfortable thing had to be Lai Lai Jushi on the stage.

Only Huai and Huang continued to communicate in secret words, and this time they increased the probability of the true body of the person on the throne to eighty percent.

Time is like a drop of water.

Finally.

The black iron mask on Ma Xiaoyan's face was crimson, and it flashed three times, and then everyone saw the sect leader suddenly raise his head and point ahead, "You, you're finally here." ”

The people in the audience just fell to the ground to look at the sect venerable, and then they fell to the ground and looked at the door of the main hall.

At the entrance of the main hall, a bloated person who seemed to have put a vase on his body and head, all orange, like a flame rolling on the ground, crawled headless and brainlessly, and broke in.

The luck of the rest of my life, the courage that belongs to me, and the aura of the hero of life.

I have to add this untimely spirit.

Lu Ran, who controlled himself, finally came here.

The probability of the true body of the person on the throne has come to ten percent.

……

Two quarters of an hour ago.

After Lu Ran finished speaking, the carefully arranged paragraph was indeed sincere, but I didn't know if it was useful.

Madoka Mitsushima's reaction was a little strange, that is, she opened the two black pupils that were already very round, except for the streamer in the pupils, she didn't move.

It's like "settled".

Lu Ran only thought of this word for a while, and he didn't dare to wake her up, nor did he dare to touch her, so he had to look at her stupidly.

Waiting for her.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Madoka Mitsushima to finally let out a sigh, as if he had found his soul, and his round eyes turned a few times.

Lu Ran, who had switched back and forth countless times between anxiety and calm, finally came out and smiled again.

Just as he was about to say something more, Madoka Mitsushima suddenly got up, ignored him, and even walked out alone as if he had forgotten him.

Lu Ran said abruptly: "Hey...... What I just said, don't you feel anything after you hear it? ”

A quarter of an hour ago.

When Madoka Mitsushima turned back, the expression on his face was not relaxed.

His face was wet, as if he had washed his face, and as if he had cried.

She put the helmet back on, and Lu Ran never saw her expression clearly after that.

It's just that she is holding another set of "space suits" in her hand, but Lu Ran understands most of it in her heart.

Mandao raised his round hand, and it was completely untied.

Lu Ran stood up and was interrupted just as he was about to speak.

"It's too late. Put on this, and go out from here to the southeast, road, you know? ”

Through the thick helmet, Manshima Yuan's voice became muffled and somewhat inaudible.

Lu Ran felt that at this time, she seemed to have become a little strange.

However, he obediently put on the same orange-red "space suit".

Lu Ran snorted: "I want to say ......"

"It's too late to speak, remember, no matter what happens, if you can come back, I'll be waiting for you here."

Madoka Mitsushima personally put the round helmet on herself.

Lu Ran felt that after this "space suit" was put on, the vitality of his body not only returned, but even like taking some kind of elixir, it was far more than his usual.

I want to say too much at a moment, but I can't say a word.

Before she could fully react, Madoka Manshima pushed her out of the round door.

……

Fortunately, this secret room is not too big, and I followed the signs and walked out quickly.

Above the exit, there was a hut, and when he walked out of the hut, Lu Ran found that this hut was built under the colossus statue of the Infinite Heavenly Monarch, and it was a worker's house full of brooms and mops.

Looking around, I realized that something was wrong, why was it so low.

I chuckled twice in my heart.

For a moment, I thought I was coming out, but I missed the time for the final election.

Second, he found that the black clouds that had become ubiquitous were very similar to those hovering above the zenith when they left the town.

It's easy to meet someone, and after asking, I know that I didn't miss the big Jiao in the sky, and there is less than a quarter of an hour before the hour.

Lu Ran put it in his mouth, put two more on his legs, and silently recited "Shrink the Great Immortal, Hurry and Hurry", and then rushed towards the direction of Wanhuan Tower.

As for the direction, don't think about it, this is also the benefit of high-rise buildings, no matter how thick the clouds are, you can always see a sharp point, not to mention, the Wanhuanlou is now shining with dazzling light.

Lu Ran avoided those inexplicable foggy days all the way and had to go to the crowd near Wanhuan Tower to join in the excitement, and it was only so late.

On the Hall of Ten Thousand Rings, he stumbled but impartially from the high altitude above the human head, and just stopped on the lotus platform of the fighting law.

Standing still, looking at the black Taoist priests in front of him, Lu Ran took off his helmet, hugged it to his chest, frowned like Ke Zhizi, looked up and asked, "Why are you?" ”