I'm all lucky because I'm too afraid of bad luck

Ling Zihan watched in disbelief that his punch that could smash millions of miles of mountains and rivers was easily blocked, without even causing any disturbance!

Moreover, in the next moment, he felt an overwhelming force coming from his hand, knocking him back, and even his internal organs trembled a little and suffered some minor injuries.

"You, not my opponent, let's go together."

Jeanne spoke slowly.

The mainlanders of Jiuxiao who were present felt very strange. The other party's words were very arrogant, but the tone was very plain, as if they were stating the simplest facts, and for some reason, they were not angry yet.

"Meow, Xiaoxiao boy, you can't do it alone!"

The ball jumped onto Ling Zihan's shoulder and joked, but the gaze on Jeanne was very serious.

It was the first time I saw someone who could be like the boss, but it felt the same as Ling Zihan. The young girl in front of her had a key difference from the boss.

It casts its gaze on the book, and it feels that the other party's behavior only seems to be sloppy, but it should have a certain relationship with the book, or it is a special kind of magic.

One of the secret methods of the divine fortune-teller that the boss first cultivated is similar to the utterance of the method. It can be said that this special method exists, but the requirements for cultivation are more demanding.

Like the boss, using the secret method at the time, it was completed with peerless luck.

Of course, the boss now seems to have done whatever he wants in this regard.

"This female benefactor, the little monk will also try it, don't blame it."

Huiming also stepped into the field. He was still a little bit close to the fairyland at this time, but he was indeed the strongest in the field.

The monks shouldn't have mixed up with this kind of thing, but the master abbot asked him to help Jiuxiao Continent more on this trip. Since he agreed to the master, some things still need to be done.

"Oh Huo, there really is a group battle, no matter how powerful the saint is, she can't stop the three, right?"

"What are you talking about? Three-on-one is shameful enough, even if you win."

"Didn't you hear that the archbishop just said that their saints are the eleventh-order sacred magicians, and they are so high in realm. It is fair to fight a few more."

"..."

At this time, the onlookers had already rioted, and they did not expect that they would actually have to fight one by one, and the news on the fairynet exploded.

Zhao Yueying, who was engaged in the live broadcast, was already full at this time. Fortunately, Doudou's server was so powerful that he did not get stuck at all when he opened N branches.

She originally wanted to take the opportunity to take a picture of the other saint, and keep it for later to make a fortune. Who would have thought of encountering such a big event during the live broadcast?

"The exchange between east and west, the fierce collision of young talents!"

The name of such a live broadcast room is very eye-catching, so it is soft to receive cards and gifts!

At this time in the field, Joan looked at Ling Moxue's daughters again, and said, "Aren't you coming together?"

For some reason, the women seemed to be provocative in the eyes of Joan.

Originally, Ling Moxue and the others were just here to complete the task. They didn't want to fight redundant battles. They were fighting hard, and they were all men like Ling Zihan.

However, if Joan again declared war like this in the public, if he did not respond, it would appear to be timid.

Just now, Joan has proved her weird strength. If they are still senting them up one by one, they will only be scolded.

Of course, there is the possibility of losing together, but it is a strategically correct decision.

Several people looked at each other and finally stepped into the court.

Liu Hongfeng was naturally very upset at this time, because since the Xilu Saintess appeared on the stage, the benefits of her face value system have decreased a lot, obviously because of the fact that she was divided by the opponent.

Ye Pianzhen didn't think much of these things. How beautiful Joan is. What does it have to do with her? Just don't provoke your younger brother.

Ling Moxue walked halfway, and suddenly said to Jeanne: "By the way, sister, why do you speak so well in Donglu?"

As soon as Ling Moxue said this, the people around were also a little puzzled, because Joan's Donglu language was too standard. Those who appeared before had a very strange tone, but Joan was like a native of Jiuxiao.

Even before, he even spoke out the method at any time, and he used Donglu language, and it was very old-fashioned, and he would be considered a cultural person in Donglu.

Bishop Spencer also felt a little puzzled when he heard this. He didn't know why the saint's Donglu language was so fluent. In addition, he knew that the original big prophecy was pronounced in Donglu language. Does it work?

Or does it mean that the saint has penetrated the essence of big prophecy?

"I learned it when I was communicating with an old friend."

Joan smiled and replied, as if she was thinking of a good past.

At this time, Ling Moxue found that she had received a batch of attribute points, but after listening to Joan of Arc, she didn't know she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"Brother Ball, it seems to be fun, I want to come too."

Outside the court, Long Aotian shouted loudly.

The ball’s small paw supports the forehead. Of course, it can’t let Long Aotian play. Long Aotian’s origins are relatively secretive. That said, there is no way to measure bone age.

Although in terms of mental age, Qiuqiu believes that Long Aotian is definitely under 30 years old and meets the requirements.

"Be obedient, otherwise the boss will beat you back."

The ball said, it didn't intend to bring Long Aotian out, but after thinking about it, he couldn't worry about Long Aotian staying with the boss. What if Long Aotian removes the gate of God when the boss is retreating. ?

Jeanne looked at the few people who were waiting in the opposite direction, showing a peerless smile, and said: "I heard that there is an existence in your Nine Heavens Continent known as the first heavenly arrogant, why didn't he come today?"

Ling Zihan and Huiming's spirits were in a trance, but they urged the exercises to make themselves sober.

"Meow, my boss is not interested in this kind of children's event."

The ball said casually.

"The ball, you brought us in."

Ling Moxue patted the ball on the head and said, feeling dissatisfied with the ball saying that this was a "children's play" event, although she also felt that this "communication meeting" was meaningless.

It's nothing more than showing off for the sake of decency.

"Oh, does Zhang Xuansheng still like to keep cats?"

Unexpectedly, after listening to the ball, Joan's eyes lit up and asked.

Everyone in the field smelled an unusual smell from it.

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At the same time, Zhang Xuansheng retreated from the OL of Jiuxiao, stretched his waist, this kind of boring retreat life is really boring.

"Brother Xuansheng, the stuff exchange meeting is not over yet, are you going to see it?"

Doudou's figure appeared and smiled.

Zhang Xuansheng yawned and said, "No, it's boring and boring."