Chapter 832: The Emperor's Best Pet: Miss Allure (63)

Friendship competition among students.

Geniuses are dispatched between academies of different countries.

The cultivation base is basically at the spiritual level or above.

on the spot,

Selection by lottery.

The dyed white is drawn - a bye.

That's in the next few days of the game.

Dyeing white has been drawn one after another - a bye!

Ranbai touched his cheek and muttered to himself.

"Could it be that God has pity on my beauty and can't bear to let me go to the competition? With such good luck, who can blame it?"

The eyes of others with envy, jealousy and hatred all shot at Yanbai.

Who the hell is this!

How can someone have such a bad luck!

This kind of unprecedented thing, even the people who organized the game have nothing to do.

What can be said?

Good luck or wrong?

With the good luck of dyeing white against the sky, he went all the way to the semi-finals.

Dyeing Bai: Is it lucky to blame her?

Semifinals.

four people,

A total of Murong Ge, dyed white, and two men.

Facing Murong Ge's murderous eyes, Ranbai calmly drew lots.

What are you looking at, is this hall so beautiful?

Murong Ge: You...really overthinking...

Her eyes are obviously full of anger, right?

pity,

Ranbai did not win Murong Ge, but one of the people whose cultivation base was at the third level of Spirit Venerable.

It is the same as the practice of dyeing white.

on the competition table.

The man held a sharp sword and said, "Although your luck is against the sky, it can only end here."

The corners of the white lips twitched slightly.

Young man, can we not be a sophomore?

Ranbai's expression is gentle, and his voice contains a soft smile: "My luck is so good, so you can only be defeated by my luck."

Then,

when the game starts.

The man, clutching his stomach suddenly, with sweat on his face, shouted, "I abstain! I abstain!"

The audience waiting to see the good show: Dumbfounded!

After the referee agrees,

The man covered his stomach and ran out in a hurry.

Squatting on the toilet, covering his stomach.

In and out again and again.

with tears streaming down my face,

This damn good luck,

He doesn't want to play against this guy ever again!

Oh no, I don't want to meet again!

He was afraid that he would have a heart attack if we met again.

Facing the eyes of everyone who were about to drop their jaws, Ranbai stood there calmly and asked the referee, "Did I win?"

referee:"……"

Facing the unprecedented situation, the referee swallowed, "...Yes, yes."

Ranbai nodded slightly and walked off the stage.

Sad forty-five degrees looking at the sky.

Why is she so lucky?

Because she is beautiful and kind.

The three good girls were talking about her.

Feng Luo: "..."

Host, please take back your thoughts.

It actually feels like a road closure.

The three good things about dyeing white should be.

Good killing technique, good luck and good luck.

Well, this is the real three good things about my own host!

Of course, Murong Ge easily defeated the other man.

finals.

no doubt,

The opponent who dyed white is Murong Ge.

Dye Bai stood there calmly.

Murong Song.

Is this the envy of the enemy when they meet each other?

No, Murongge is not her hatred.

I don't know if her good luck will last.

Should she do it herself?

Can't she be a quiet beautiful girl?

but,

Dyeing Bai could see that Murongge's enchantment became more and more serious.

The current cultivation base has actually reached the level of the first-level Lingjun!

This is simply a cultivation speed that ordinary people cannot understand.

Yanbai lowered his eyes slightly, his expression thoughtful.

At present, the cultivation base of dyeing white is Level 3 Spirit Venerable.

Against the crushing Lingjun, everyone is certain that the good luck of dyeing white against the sky will stay here.