Chapter 194 Another mysterious figure’s lottery ticket appears
‘System, give me fifty consecutive draws! ' Shen An thought quietly in high spirits.
If you have money, you are arrogant. Finally, you don’t have to stare at me.
bite! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the medium-sized soul power experience pack*5.
bite! Congratulations to the host for getting *Witch's Magic Broom*5.
bite! Congratulations to the host for getting invisible ink*3.
bite! Congratulations to the host for winning the mysterious figure lottery redemption ticket.
bite! Congratulations to the host for getting Tom's Milk Wine*10.
bite! Congratulations to the host for getting Taffy’s small firecracker*300.
bite! Congratulations to the host for getting Tom's Rope*3.
bite! Congratulations~~~
A great harvest, an absolute great harvest, not to mention basically all the props, but also a mysterious figure lottery ticket.
The last time I used this to summon Jerry, I spent a mere 300,000 fame points, which was a huge profit.
Shen An excitedly clicked on it. It was only 300,000 reputation points. He could get it in other cities if he thought of a way.
Doraemon, Bugs Bunny, Druby, if you pick any one of these characters at random, Douluo Continent is all going sideways, and Shen An has already begun to fall into a beautiful fantasy.
But the next moment, his face suddenly stagnated, and then with a b-face on his arm, he couldn't help but cursed, "You are riding a horse, why don't you go and grab it!"
The system panel that only Shen An can see clearly says, [Mysterious Character Lottery Voucher: You can spend three million fame points to summon a mysterious character]
Three hundred thousand became three million, which was a tenfold increase.
Shen An lay weakly on the bed, just as the invisible ink failed and his figure was revealed.
It's just that Shen An's eyes were dull and his face was quite gloomy, like a laborer who was overwhelmed by life.
With so much fame, where can I get it?
Ning Rongrong, who heard Shen An's voice, immediately ran over. When he saw Shen An on the bed, he rushed forward without hesitation and launched a set of powerful bastard punches.
"It hurts, it hurts, stop hitting, stop hitting, your little fist is too heavy now."
Shen An took a breath and said with a grin.
Ning Rongrong's small fists are really not light now. These are hands that are exercised with dumbbells every day. The dumbbells alone can increase strength by several hundred kilograms.
Ning Rongrong turned a deaf ear, then waved her delicate little fists and hit Shen An like raindrops.
"Let you tease me, let you scare me, and beat you to death." Ning Rongrong said with a bluff on her face, pretending to be fierce.
Feeling the weight of his small fist, Shen An turned over decisively and pressed Ning Rongrong, who was originally riding on him, underneath him.
With Shen An's physical strength, Ning Rongrong was caught without even the strength to resist. Shen An's hands were tightly held, unable to move.
Shen An smiled contemptuously. To him, Ning Rongrong was always just a rookie.
Shen An used one of his own hands to grab Ning Rongrong's hands, and no matter how much the little novice underneath him twisted, he couldn't break free.
Then he breathed into his other hand, and several heads bounced onto Ning Rongrong's jade-white forehead, leaving a red mark.
"Ouch, it hurts, you bad guy bullied me." Ning Rongrong's beautiful big eyes were filled with water, and she said with a depressed mouth.
Seeing the pitiful look of the little witch, Shen An felt soft-hearted.
It's just that for so long, Shen An has already understood Ning Rongrong's bad temper very clearly, that is, she can't let him get used to him, otherwise she might turn into a monster.
"Then after I let go, be more honest." Shen An said with a hint of warning.
Ning Rongrong nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Then, after Shen An let go, Ning Rongrong pounced directly on him, opened his small mouth and bit Shen An's shoulder hard.
"It hurts, it hurts, why are you like a puppy?" Shen An bared his teeth and said, but he couldn't explode his soul power, lest he really hurt Ning Rongrong. Shen An, who was in a hurry, stretched out his hand to scratch Ning Rongrong's itchy flesh.
"Pfft hahahaha."
No one can remain calm and composed under the attack of Nao Itchrou, and Ning Rongrong was the same, and she immediately burst out laughing.
Shen An instantly felt relief on his shoulders, and decisively turned his hand to pull Ning Rongrong onto his lap.
This little witch must be cured.
Shen An raised his hand and greeted Ning Rongrong's butt unceremoniously.
"Pa bang bang"
"Hmm~ No, stop."
The clear slaps and Ning Rongrong's coquettish sounds echoed in the room, not to mention that Ning Rongrong's little butt was quite tactile.
Zhu Zhuqing in the living room looked towards Shen An's room suspiciously. What was the sound? It was so strange.
"Shen An, what's wrong with you?" Zhu Zhuqing, who was worried, said as he walked.
Shen An felt a thrill in his heart, it was not good, it would be better if Zhu Zhuqing saw him.
Shen An stopped what he was doing and whispered, "Get up quickly, Zhuqing is coming."
Shen An had an inexplicable feeling of guilty, although he didn't know why he felt guilty.
"Ah, are you stopping now?" Ning Rongrong raised her red little face, her delicate face was soft and charming, and said with some unfinished meaning.
Shen An froze, it's not sisters, you are trembling.
At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing had stuck out his little head and looked at Shen An and Ning Rongrong with scrutinizing eyes.
Ning Rongrong sat on the edge of the bed with her back slightly turned, her face slightly flushed. Why did she feel a little irritated in her heart? She murmured in her heart.
Shen An walked out of the room with a serious look and had to coax Zhu Zhuqing away quickly.
Shen An gently pushed Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder and said with a smile: "Zhuqing, I just got some interesting gadgets, so I came to get them for you to play with."
When Shen An led Zhu Zhuqing towards the yard, Ning Rongrong took the opportunity to quickly go to the bathroom to wash her face and cool down.
"Shen An always pulls out some weird things, I want to take a look later." Ning Rongrong said to himself.
Shen An at the door took out a broom and said, "Look Zhuqing, this is the good thing I accidentally obtained recently."
[The witch's magic broom. A broom can be used three times, and lasts for three hours at a time. It flies at a speed higher than itself. 】
Shen An drew five, and he planned to give one to each of Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong. This could be regarded as a life-saving weapon.
Zhu Zhuqing touched Shen An's forehead with a worried look on his face, "Shen An, this is just an ordinary broom. It's not like a soul guide. It doesn't have soul power flowing."
Shen An smiled and took away Zhu Zhuqing's hand and said, "This broom is very magical. I'll show it to you and you will know."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen An put the broom under his crotch and shouted with excitement: "Sail, set sail!"
Then, there was no movement from the broom, and Zhu Zhuqing silently covered his eyes, feeling as if his eyes were being stung.
Shen An also wondered if I opened it the wrong way.
Trying to think back, Shen An remembered that when Tom was riding a broom, he pedaled several times with his feet like a bicycle.
Shen An followed what the gourd and the gourd did, and pushed hard with his foot. A series of light spots appeared from the end of the magic broom, and in a flash, it shot directly into the sky.
"Whoosh~flying~"
(End of chapter)