: Forty-six. Gender change potion

   Generally speaking, funny fandom is an anime that runs counter to common sense, and you can't go into logic.
   This is even more true for backstreet girls. They tell the story of the three little who made mistakes and were organized by their bosses to order as idol singers. They didn’t expect that the three grandfathers turned around gorgeously and unexpectedly became popular.
  When Yang Ming chose to draw, a strange virtual roulette appeared in the retina.
   The general virtual roulette will have a clear plan for the item area, skill area, and exercise area, which makes people at a glance. However, this virtual roulette is different. All the questions are displayed.
  Yang Ming is just trying it out, first use the number of draws of the movie Star of Destruction King.
   The virtual roulette began to rotate, Yang Ming said in his voice.
   Seeing Yang Ming in a daze, Xiao Wu stretched out the lush green jade fingers, once or twice, gently poking Yang Ming's face, with his head sideways, asked:
   "Yang Ming, what are you thinking, so fascinated?"
   Yang Ming recovered, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
  When the virtual roulette pointer stops, a very funny item appears.
  Sex conversion potion!
   Drink it, men can become women, women can become men, or even men or women!
   As for the second chance to draw, it was a bye, and nothing happened.
Yang Ming thought deeply about it. The last time he used the lucky draw of the big movie, he could only get Xiao Yan's original pants. This time, he used the lucky draw of the comedy to draw funny characters of similar nature. The magical gender conversion potion.
   He suspected that maybe different numbers of draws were related to the draw objects.
   Yang Ming settled down, scooped a spoonful of soup, stewed ribs with papaya, the taste was ordinary, and bad reviews.
   Seeing Yang Ming ignore himself, Xiao Wu was a little unhappy, saying:
   "Yang Ming, the story of the Dream of Red Mansions that you told me last time hasn't been finished yet. You must finish it this time. I want to know how Lin Daiyu's fate will be. Have you been with Xue Baoyu?"
  Looking at Xiao Wu's hands holding her cheeks, she looked a little anticipating, and Yang Ming really couldn't bear to tell her the truth. Not only did Lin Daiyu not pair with Xue Baoyu, but she also died of depression, and her fate was very bleak.
   Then, Yang Ming got a headache.
  Like every author is facing the reader who sent the blade, Yang Ming believes that if he dare to tell Xiao Wu the second half of the Dream of Red Mansions, Xiao Wu would dare to remove the bed board of his dormitory!
   Generally speaking, in such a case, there is only one way to be an author, and that is to cut off!
   slipped, slipped!
   Yang Ming hurriedly finished his lunch, taking advantage of Xiao Wu's inattention, immediately slipped out of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, went to the Wu Soul Hall, ready to evaluate the Wu Soul level.
  It was only a few days after Yang Ming made a fuss about Wuhun Palace last time. The guards of Wuhun Palace recognized Yang Ming at a glance.
  Wu Hun Temple is still the same, there are no people, only some servants are cleaning.
   Follow the stairs next to the second floor of Wuhun Temple, and come to the corridor of the second floor. Yang Ming knocked on the door outside the door first. After getting the response from Master Matthew, he pushed the door in.
   This is a bright office. Behind the large desk is an old man, neat Soul Master costume, and the standard three-sword logo on his body, which shows that he is a Soul Master.
  Ma Xiu Nuo was originally working at the desk. When he met Yang Ming, his wrinkled face suddenly extruded a kind smile.
   "Oh, it's Yang Ming who is here, really a rare guest."
  Originally at the level of Matthew No., he didn't need to come forward to meet him personally, but he stood up and walked all the way to the door to welcome Yang Ming into the door and let him sit opposite his desk to show his hospitality.
   Matthew Nuo sat back in his seat again, looked at Yang Ming, which had changed more and more every day, and rubbed some presbyopic eyes.
  If he said that when he saw Yang Ming last time, he was just a sharp sword that had just been unsheathed, then now, he is a sharp blade with a sharp edge. Between his hands and feet, there is a sharp edge.
   It is worthy of being a super genius who awakens the double martial spirits and has innate soul power!
  Ma Xiu Nuo set off a turbulent wave in his heart, but the smile on his face was more kind, he warmly poured a cup of hot tea for Yang Ming, and said kindly:
   "Yang Ming, last time Su Yuntao's thing, I hope you don't take it too seriously."
"I often tell Su Yuntao that he is a person with a rash and impetuous personality, otherwise he will not be like me, and he will never be able to reach the threshold of level 30, but unfortunately, he always does not listen, this time it is a buy A lesson."
"He, it’s easy to say, it’s easy to go slanting, and it’s easy to get rid of the horns. In fact, the young man Su Yuntao is not too bad in nature, and I hope that you don’t just because of this matter. What bad prejudice against Wuhundian."
  The Matthew Nuo people are old and mature. They seem to be defending Su Yuntao inside and outside, but in fact they are regaining the reputation of the Wuhun Temple and indirectly attracting Yang Ming.
  Yang Ming was still young and did not hear the deep meaning of Matthew Nuo's words, but he did not intend to continue to study further, which would not benefit anyone.
   "Master Matthew Noir, I am not here to look for ugliness, but to conduct advanced identification. I still need to trouble you."
   "Wh... what? Have you advanced?"
   Matthew Nuo was shocked. It had not been more than a week since Yang Ming came to the Wuhun Temple last time. Did he actually advance from Soul Warrior to Soul Master?
  However, Matthew Nuo thought about it, Yang Ming was innately full of soul power. If a good teacher leads to the soul hunting forest, and happens to encounter a suitable soul beast, it is not without this possibility.
  Thinking like this, Matthew Nuo's eyes on Yang Ming became more fierce, and his attitude became more affable, just like the grandfather of the next door.
   "Ah~EbookFREE.me~ Yang Ming, don't call me a master. It's a bit too much to call me, you just call me Grandpa Mathew."
  It’s just a name, Yang Ming doesn’t care, he just goes down the donkey, saying:
   "Then trouble you, Grandpa Matthew Nuo."
  Ma Xiu Nuo's face with senile plaques was almost squeezed out of flowers, took Yang Ming out of the office, and walked along the corridor on the second floor toward the inside of Wuhun Hall.
   When they came to the end of the corridor, three tall arches appeared in front of Yang Ming.
   "This is the Wuhun Lab for advanced identification of Wuhundian."
   said, Matthew Nuo pushed open the door on the far left, leading Yang Ming to walk in.
   As soon as he entered this room, Yang Ming felt something special that could not be said. It seemed that the soul in the body moved slightly with a special rhythm.
   This is a large room, about half the size of a football field, the ceiling is three or four meters high, and a huge floor-to-ceiling window provides enough lighting for the room.
  Yang Ming's heart is a little uneasy, what kind of chain reaction will his black soul ring bring?
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