Douluo Ball Lottery Draw System

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"Pattern! Patter! Patter! Patter!"

There was a splash of water, and mottled silhouettes appeared on the doors and windows. After more than an hour of fighting, the door opened again.

Yang Ming walked out of the bathroom refreshingly, followed by Hu Liena, who was a little bit Yiren, with a hot red face and more charming, a burst of perfume filled the air and rushed into Yang Ming’s nose, reminding him of the battle between the two just now. Circumstances, I couldn't help but feel a little shaken in my heart.

Looking back, Hu Liena put her wet hair on her shoulders, exuding steaming heat, and wiped the drops of water with a towel in one hand. She was wrapped in a red dress, and she was full of a sultry atmosphere, as if she had already been. Let the ripe peaches be picked.

Seeing Yang Ming turning around, Hu Liena smiled sweetly.

Hu Liena had a kind of charm in her bones, and she seemed to be able to slap the roundworms in any man's stomach between her frowns, making Yang Ming a little dry.

After a little settled, Yang Mingcai came to the living room nonchalantly. Several dishes were already placed on the dining table, but there was still a sizzling sound of cooking in the kitchen. Obviously Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu were still there. Cook.

The appetite of ordinary soul masters far exceeds that of ordinary people, like the appetite of four wives is even more amazing. Everyone can swallow a cow. This is not an exaggeration. After all, the higher the level of the soul master, the more consumption. It's amazing, and this is why the strategic position of the food-type spirit master is so important. Otherwise, once a battle begins, the side without the food-type soul master will be enough to transport food.

Of course, with Yang Ming now achieving the realm of a third-level god, he actually didn't need to eat for a long time to replenish nutrition, and he could directly go to the void to absorb various energy for replenishment.

However, as a member of the foodie in his previous life, Yang Ming naturally did not want to lose his appetite. It would be too boring to do so.

Yang Ming and Hu Liena looked at each other, and they walked into the kitchen holding hands.

Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu are holding shovel and turning their backs to stir fry the dishes. Each of them is wrapped in an apron to hide their attractive figure. Each of them has a graceful and graceful back. It has a flavour and is a feast for the eyes.

After Ning Rongrong turned around to take the ingredients, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the two people standing at the door of the kitchen.

"You are done, what are you standing there doing, why don't you come over and help?"

When the second wife spoke, Yang Ming naturally had no reason not to agree.

Although Yang Ming was the leader of Wei Gai Qianqiu's Tiantian Gang outside, when he returned home, the four wives at home had the final say. Of course, he chose to respect his wife's wishes.

"Put the cut green pepper first, and then the cut meat. That's it, just add some soy sauce and salt, eh, eh, don't you put so much, do you want to be salty?"

Ning Rongrong rolled up his sleeves and stood aside to teach. Yang Ming was holding the spatula awkwardly and awkwardly frying the green peppers in the pot. He was really afraid that he would accidentally use more force and not only pierce the bottom of the pot. , And even collapsed the entire kitchen, it would be finished.

Although life is plain and plain, there is no sense in it.

After more than half an hour of tinkering, five people came out of the kitchen, and the dining table was already full of delicious dishes. …

Zhu Zhuqing picked up a large steamed bun and placed it in Yang Ming's bowl. He added some fried pork slices and plum vegetables one after another, and said:

"Husband, you are hungry, hurry up and eat something."

"Fortunately, I am not hungry, let's eat together."

Yang Ming greeted the four women, and he picked up a chopstick to pick up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. Not to mention, the four wives have improved their cooking skills. This piece of meat is thinly sliced, massaged on the back of a knife, and marinated with various seasonings. It has been cooked for half an hour, and the flavor has already been immersed in it. Finally, it is cooked over a high fire. It tastes quite steamy and very refreshing.

Upon seeing this, the four women moved their chopsticks one after another.

The food on the dining table was rapidly reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye under the five-person storm. During the meal, Yang Ming also talked with the four women to understand what happened in the recent period, and had some influence on the internal innovation of the Zhan Tian Gang. A deeper understanding.

But for a while, five people were satiated.

Yang Ming stretched his waist and felt comfortable staying at home. He didn't have to worry about the troubles of the outside world, and he didn't rush back to the office of the bombing day to help himself.

In his spare time, Yang Ming took out a guqin from Youhaina Ring. Speaking of it, it was the guqin that was taken from the burning home when Wuhun Temple destroyed the Holy Soul Village. It has been there for many years now. It has not been used for many years, and it is covered with dust.

Yang Ming stroked the guqin with his fingers, his grandfather Jack's voice and features appeared in his mind, and he sighed slightly in his heart. Ten slender fingers dropped on the strings and they shook it vigorously to make a sad sound of the piano.

Circling, soothing, and the sound of the piano is lightly raised, the main tune tells Yang Ming's grief for his grandfather, Jack, sorrowful, like a persistent inquiry.

In the late autumn when the breeze caressed, the air was filled with the fragrance of autumn chrysanthemums in the courtyard. Yang Ming’s piano sound attracted the attention of the four women. Hu Liena, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu stood intoxicated on the floor of the corridor. Seeing the men playing soft music in the pavilion by the pond, they couldn't understand the music, but just seeing the figure that made them linger in their dreams, they closed their eyes with enjoyment, and their curvy and long eyelashes edited the new In the afterglow of the sun, a smile bloomed on the corners of their beautiful lips.

The song finally fell, two hours had passed, and the sun was already hanging in the direction of noon.

Containing the grief in his heart for grandfather old Jack, perhaps the departure of his relatives, brought a different kind of insight to Yang Ming, he put away the ancient

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Qin, came to the four women, looked at their faces that had been baptized by the years, now that they have faded from the youthfulness of the girl, and a bit more mature than the woman, Yang Ming and each wife embraced one by one, as if Realized, said:

"If you can, I hope you don't forget me in the next life, and I don't forget your familiar gentleness."

At this moment, the long-lost system jumped out to brush the sense of existence.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for speaking out the classic lines in the fox demon little matchmaker, and getting a chance to draw a lottery. Will the lottery roulette be opened?"

The fox demon little matchmaker is a fantasy world with a relatively low upper limit of force, and there is no powerful treasure that can enter Yang Ming's eyes, and he is directly ignored by him, leaving the chance to draw the lottery for the next lottery. …

Ning Rongrong took Yang Ming's palm and dropped it on his smooth cheeks, looking at Yang Ming's eyes affectionately, with a touch of amorous feeling at the corners of his mouth, and said:

"Fool, what silly thing to say, let's not say that we will never forget you in this life, and we will never forget you in the next life."

Yang Ming was startled slightly, watching the four women's firm expressions, a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Then, in Ning Rongrong's exclamation, Yang Ming held a princess in his waist, hugged Ning Rongrong in his arms, and strode towards the bedroom.

As if thinking of something, Ning Rongrong's complexion suddenly became red, and the pink fist hit Yang Ming's chest continuously, and said with a sigh of relief:

"Husband, I have to go back to the sky to help deal with affairs today!"

"It's okay, you'll be tired later, you don't have to go to work in a big deal, anyway, exploding to help me make the final decision! Now, your husband will teach you a foreign language first."

Yang Minglang laughed and entered the room with Ning Rongrong's shameful expression. The other three girls, except for Hu Liena, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu secretly gritted their teeth. They did not expect that Ning Rongrong would take the lead. It was really annoying!

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Stealing a floating life for half a day, how happy life has been since ancient times.

The ancients were happy or not, Yang Ming didn't know, he felt very happy anyway.

After more than an hour of foreign language exchanges with Ning Rongrong, Ning Rongrong was completely defeated by Yang Ming's knowledge. Now he is closing his eyes and trying to absorb the essence of the foreign language.

"Whoo!"

A figure disappeared in a flash.

Yang Ming dressed up again and returned to his own office in the Zhantiangang resident.

Yang Ming rang the bells placed on the table with his hand. Accompanied by a series of jingling sounds, the office door opened in less than a quarter of an hour, and a well-known high-ranking gangster appeared in Yang Ming's sight.

After more than a few months, when they saw the leader again, both Tang Chen and Tang Hao were in a trance.

They thought that they had improved in the semi-god realm now, not far from Yang Ming's level, but when they met now, they could not feel the slightest breath of a strong person from the body of the gang leader, just like an ordinary person. A strange ordinary person, but as the leader of a gang, how could Yang Ming be an ordinary person? Then, there is only one possible explanation. Yang Ming's strength has been broken through and he has reached a realm that even they can't match.

New god?

No, even the newly promoted gods can't hide the eyes of Tang Chen and Tang Hao.

Could it be that it is a third-level god? ? ?

Today, the Explosive Heavens Gang dominates the Douluo Continent, and many secrets hidden in the past have been collected by the Explosive Heavens as intelligence in a book. As the top of the Explosive Heavens Gang, Tang Chen and Tang Hao were naturally able to learn about it the first time. First-hand information, I also learned from those ancient books that after becoming a **** at the 100th level, there is still a long way to go. Among them, reaching the 110th level is a third-level god!

Thinking that the gang leader was under twenty years old, he had already fulfilled the dream that countless people had not fulfilled. Tang Chen could still sit still, but Tang Hao was different. He did not forget that the gang leader and his unsatisfied son Tang San At the same age, if the gang leader can become a god, he might be able to bring Tang San with him in the future. …

Because of this, Tang Hao looked a little excited and asked:

"Helper, take the liberty to ask, what level are you now?"

As soon as this remark came out, the other high-level officials in the office cast their eyes. Obviously, they were also very concerned about Yang Ming's strength.

"I'm not afraid to say this. Anyway, it's not a hidden secret. You will know it sooner or later." Yang Ming smiled lightly and said, "As you can see, I have become a god, and I have reached the third-level god. Only, even in the God Realm, with my combat power, I can still have a place."

"hiss!!!"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help taking a breath.

Third-level god!

That's no ordinary god!

Generally speaking, individual Tianjiao figures on the planet have been able to become gods at a hundred levels after many difficulties and experiences. Because the profound meanings and domains they comprehend before becoming gods are weak, the power of the rules they master after becoming gods is relatively weak, even if After passing the stage of newly promoted gods and entering the stage of ordinary gods from level 101 to 109, the power of weak rules is difficult to condense the circle of gods, and thus missed the ranks of the three-level gods, and can only be used as a priest, which is better called Priest, the ugly thing is called senior worker, working for the gods of the gods. Although there is a long life that ordinary creatures can envy, there is no future. However, even so, countless people are willing to become priests every 10,000 years. , How far the involution of the Douluo universe has reached!

The people who learned about the situation from the ancient books were both excited and shocked.

It’s still Tang Chen who is so mature, maybe because he has enlightened Buddhism in recent years, it seems

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Relatively indifferent, not as fluctuating as other people.

Tang Chen stepped out of the crowd, bowed slightly towards Yang Ming, and said:

"Bangmaster, I have captured the former Wuhun Empire new emperor Qian Renxue for more than a month, and now she has been sealed off with spirit power and detained in jail. I don't know what the help chief will do with this war criminal?"

Mentioned this matter, everyone was shocked.

In fact, when Tang Chen and Tang Hao fought Qian Renxue in Wuhun City, the combined strength of the two was not as simple as 1+1 greater than 2. They could completely crush and kill Qian Renxue, but they did not. Instead, he chose to capture the new emperor of the Wuhun Empire.

As a result, capturing the new emperor alive will bring greater deterrence compared to killing the new emperor, which is enough for the imperial coalition forces to capture Wuhun City and regain other territories of the Wuhun Empire.

Secondly~www.readwn.com~ As long as a man understands, Qian Renxue has been a good name for so many years as a saint in the Spirit Hall. She has always been the goddess of dreams in the hearts of male spirit masters. As a man, he should have some special thoughts about Qian Renxue. After all, it is a pleasure to conquer a noble woman like Qian Renxue.

The crowd looked at Yang Ming blankly, waiting for him to give orders.

The life and death of Qian Renxue alone was in his sentence.

When they mentioned this, the holy and stubborn woman could not help appearing in Yang Ming's mind. In those days when she was captured by herself and imprisoned in the world of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Qian Renxue would rather be unyielding. , Even if she wanted to use illusion to change her mind, she couldn't do it, because in the depths of Qian Renxue's soul was the shelter of the angel god.

What's more, he has enough wives now. If there is an extra Qian Renxue, Yang Ming also doesn't want his backyard house to be restless, and shook his head with some distress, and said:

"Forget it, if you want to get acquainted with each other, let her stay in jail without moving her life."

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^