: 2128, there is nothing better than this.

Just as she was puzzled, the big turntable became a mirror, and the mirror quickly flashed a lot of portraits, seemingly waiting for her choice.
Maybe she didn't have any action for a long time, and a line appeared on the turntable soon: "Select a person and give him a hi. You can also give up this opportunity, but you need to pay another hundred ice coins."
It’s a good thing, but why should you give up?
Thinking of this, her fingers began to swipe on the turntable.
At this time, there was another line under her finger. "If you can't find the person you want, you can pay one hundred ice coins to narrow the scope and lock the other party. Do you want to use it?"
Ming Mist Yan lightly tapped his head, "Use!"
Her voice just fell, the ice bag on her hand immediately flew out a hundred ice coins, a white light flashed, and the picture on the turntable became the map of the entire Shenfeng Academy.
With her sight, the map has been enlarged to the various courtyards of the Kamikaze Academy, and various rankings have suddenly appeared on it. What are the top men's rankings, the beauty rankings, the military rankings, the lucky rankings, and the killing list. Genius list...
It is estimated that there are dozens of rankings in the cage, and Mingwuyan’s seventh appearance in the beauty list has seen the portrait of the ancestors.
After thinking about it, she quickly selected the portrait of the ancestors.
A faint aura flashed over, and there were four options on the portrait of the patriarch...
"One hi, the hometown knows, one hundred ice coins. Two hi, sit and wait for the wind, five hundred ice coins. Sanxi, the room is a candle. A thousand ice coins. Four hi, I want to make things, 10,000 ice coins."
Ming Miao Yan is understand this time, no matter what she chooses, as long as she is responsible for paying the ice coin.
After pondering it, she chose to think about it, and spent a thousand dollars on the big hand.
She thinks that the patriarch wants to find the night hang, and this thought is a more demanding thing.
The picture on the turntable was quickly locked in the night hanging. At this time, the night hanging was talking with people. It seemed to be asking what was going on. Suddenly, a white light fell on the hidden body. After the white light disappeared, the screen was born. The hidden also disappeared.
The fog is faint, so is it over?
Seeing that the turntable had returned to its original state, she hesitated, then spent another hundred ice coins and turned the turntable again.
This time, she used much more power than before. When the pointer stopped again on the word "he", a word "robbery" appeared soon after the word "he".
Ming Miao Yan gently rubbed his eyes, according to the previous round of play, this time she should be to pick a person to give a disaster?
Thinking of this, she immediately spent another hundred ice coins to start locking people...
The person she was looking for was naturally old, but what surprised her was that she looked at many of the rankings and did not see the existence of Feng Lao.
Just when she wanted to give up this opportunity, her eye-catching discovery also had a mysterious icon on the line. She clicked and there were three sacred words in the picture, "God robbery."
When she went to see this "God robbery list", she reminded her on the turntable: "The gods can be seen by the descendants of the family, and the blood is the guide!"
Mingwu looked around and then used a force to force a drop of blood on the mysterious icon...
The next moment, she was shocked and widened her eyes...
The mysterious icon on the turntable was instantly printed into her mind, and a series of messages and pictures on the robbery began to roll in her mind...
The information on the robbery list is related to the information of all the people in the world of God’s robbery. The amount of information is quite large...
Soon, there was a message that occupies the important position in her mind, that is, they are fighting against Feng Lao’s gods...
The number of people on both sides of the battle is very detailed. Thirty-five to thirty-five, and they are in the middle of the battle. She can see Xue Yihan, Red Devil, Mu Yan, Blue Soul, Baihua Dianzhu, Mingyuehuang, Shiyin, Ouyun. The portraits of the gods and the clues of the other twenty-three.
However, when she looked at the old team, she found a serious problem.
Thirty-five than thirty-five?
At that time, there were a total of 72 people who entered the world from the tomb of God, including her and Xue Yihan.
And thirty-five than thirty-five, obviously does not include her and Xue Yihan.
Her fingers crossed the battle of Feng Lao, one by one. When she was numbered to the thirty-fifth, she found two small golden snakes on the side of the portrait of God’s robbery. They have been looming. It is now swimming, very mysterious.
Ming Mist Yan was silent, and she suddenly remembered that Feng Lao could be resurrected like a snake skin.
The world of God’s robbery has been talking about the life of the people. It’s hard to see. In fact, although the real number of the old team is thirty-five, how many of these people can die and resurrect? Or, Feng Lao still has two lives to kill?
Thinking of this, she immediately recorded the information she had seen in the battle...
After recording, she quickly clicked on the image of Feng Lao and wanted to give him a "robbery."
However, a line of words appeared on the turntable soon, rejecting her request.
"It is impossible to use the gods who have the right to live in the ice."
There is some depression in the heart of Mingwu, and Feng Lao is really a person who has the right to reside in the colored ice.
After a moment of contemplation, she still chose one of the portraits of God’s robbery...
Click on the word "robbery" and immediately pop up four options...
"A robbery, a natural disaster, a hundred ice coins. Two robbery, a horizontal disaster, five hundred ice coins. Three robberies, God robbery. One thousand ice coins. Four robberies, assassinations, 10,000 ice coins."
Although Mingwuyan did not understand why the assassination was the most expensive, she chose to assassinate.
Ten thousand ice coins just paid for it, and a voice came from her mind...
"Congratulations, one of your opponents died of assassination, and the gods killed the portrait of the gods and reduced one."
After the Mingwuyan listened, she was very happy. She felt that there was nothing better than this.
She immediately made another bet...
This time, the place where the pointer stops is still a "he", but what follows is a "good" word.
Mingwuyan is also not sure what will happen to this "good" word, but it is also a good word in goodness, so she once again selected her.
Because she wants to see, now the patriarch has no intention of doing things, find the night hanging.
However, when she saw the four options that bounced out, she was silent.
"Give a conscience, one hundred ice coins. Give a good medicine, five hundred ice coins. Give a good one thousand ice coins. Give a good recipe, 10,000 ice coins."
After pondering it, Mingwuyan still spent another 10,000 ice coins, giving a secret to the people.
However, another white light flashed, the picture disappeared, and she did not see what the Qing dynasty was doing.
Just as she was about to gamble again, she suddenly heard a light footstep, and then she heard a familiar voice.
"Found, the ice gambling gambling is in front!"