Talisman Emperor

Seven stars.

Fourteen stars.

Twenty-six.

On the light screen, below the number representing VIP Room 07, the star value of the power of merit is constantly changing, if after the rain bamboo shoots the festival climbs.

This is insane!

The waiter in front of the curtain knows perfectly well that the power of the merit of each star represents a broken array, and to repair a array, most ordinary fighters take about an hour to complete. In other words, you need a tea kung fu at the shortest.

And like in front of you, every dozen breaths fixes a complete array, earning the power of a star, it's like nothing else, I've never heard of it!

For the first time in all these years, at least these waiters served in the Nine Pints Hall, it was a heartbreaking and appalling situation.

At this point, they finally understood why Lu Ying had that weird and horrifying look. If they saw this scene, their eyes would almost fall off.

“Who's in VIP Room 007? ”

“I don't know. ”

“Whoever it is, hurry up and call the Supervisor. This is incredible. Almost out of the realm of Master Fujitsu. I doubt if there is a problem with our Fujitsu light screen! ”

After the shock, the crowd shouted and talked. Someone couldn't help but rush out of the secret room and tell the competent adult.

Shortly afterwards, a wealthy middle-aged man in a magnolia kettle walked in and saw a group of waiters chaotically talking, frowning and scolding: “What are you doing? Silence!”

This wealthy middle-aged man is the head of the Nine Pints Hall in charge of Futu Hall, named Yue Meng.

When they saw him show up, they shut their mouths and were like cicadas.

“It's a little bit of a fuss, it's embarrassing to be home!” Yue Meng hummed from his nostrils, which led him to walk forward and measure towards the light screen.

“What went wrong?” He asked.

“Chief, you see here, the 07-VIP room.” Lu Ying hurriedly pointed.

“07?” Yue Meng suddenly remembered that the person in this VIP room seemed to be the little guy Lord Teng Lan specifically ordered to take good care of. It seemed... his name is Chen Xi?

He couldn't help but look up at the past. When he saw the power of the constantly changing and improving merit, his face was also stiff and he had to take a sip of cool air. "What's going on here!? ”

Lu Ying whispered: “Sir, do you also see the anomaly? ”

Yuemun didn't have a good airway: “Bullshit! This is insane! ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but stare back at the light screen and mumbled for a long time: “There was no problem with the Futu light screen, so this is all done by that person? This... is horrible! ”

His whole life was there, stunned, full of shock, just like the faces of the waiters before him.

When everyone saw this, they wanted to laugh and couldn't bear to laugh. The atmosphere became strange when it came to the climb. Only on the light screen, the number representing the 07-VIP room still flashed frequently.

Just between Yue Meng's arrival, the star value representing the power of Kung Fu has turned 79!

Right here, the door of the secret room was suddenly opened, and a waiter rushed in and told him, "My lord in charge, no good, the house of Futu is about to become a pot of porridge, go check it out. ”

Yue Meng awoke from his contemplation and hurried, “What happened? Did someone break in and mess with it? ”

Historically, there have indeed been enemy incursions into the palace of Futu to disrupt, but all of this has been dismantled by the killing of an absolute town of force in the Nine Pints Hall.

However, casualties are inevitable in the end.

Yue Meng is not worried about this. He is worried that if such a terrible thing happens, then the next day he may be removed from the position of supervisor and kicked out of the Nine Pints Hall!

After all, Futu Palace is related to the restoration of Futa and indirectly to the safety of the entire Yan Qicheng city. If anything goes wrong, he Yuechi has 100 lives, which is not enough to resist the crime.

Seeing Yuechi's fat face suddenly covered with a layer of cold slaughter, the waiter shook his head in a panic: “Not the outside enemy, it seems that there are some problems with the Futu light screen, causing discontent among the Futu artists who are repairing the map. ”

Rumor has it, Yuechi, this is the dark, long and relaxed breath, but then, as soon as he turned around, he was stunned and shocked: “What? Something wrong with the puzzle screen? ”

Before he finished, his fat, bally body rushed out of the secret room. If there is a problem with the Futu light screen, the consequences are just as serious, how dare he delay the time?

……

In the palace of the symbol, it was noisy.

A pale fighter waved his arm excitedly and shouted: "Bastard! What a jerk! My husband had been studying it for a long time and had just tried to fix a broken array, but it disappeared! What the hell is going on? My husband doesn't care about the power of merit earned. He just wants to know, what do you people eat in the Nine Pints Hall? How can this happen? ”

“Yes! Why did this happen? I just fixed a matrix in half and it turned out on the light screen that it was fixed first! It's not like you guys are cheating for your own good, secretly withholding the virtues we earn, is it? ”

“Turns out everyone is the same, I was still wondering why one of the broken array charts just selected just disappeared. It doesn't seem to be my problem, it's the light screen of the chart. ”

“There's something wrong with the map lights, I think it's all wrong with these Nine Pints! ”

In the crowd next to him, a fighter rose up excitedly and made a loud accusation, making the entire large hall appear noisy.

As a result, the other fighters who were fixing the map were also struck, frowned and looked this way.

When Yue Meng arrived in the lobby, he saw such a mess. The fat on his face couldn't help but twitch. Is this still the Futu Hall he is familiar with? It is like a smoky casino!

Without hesitation, he rushed forward to find a waiter and asked, "Quickly, tell me what caused all this? ”

The waiter had already been frowned upon by the scene in front of him. At this moment, the competent adult appeared. At once, he was delighted. He told the story of what had just happened.

After listening, Yue Meng suddenly disappeared on the burning of his face, his lips and even a cold smile.

He waved and ordered: "Go, move the light screen in the secret room, let these loud and vulgar people take a good look, whether we are cheating on ourselves or not! ”

The waiter commanded, hastily gone.

At this time, Yue Meng was already drank and said, “Don't be restless, gentlemen, I am the director of the Tutu Palace, I will give you an explanation later! ”

When the thunder exploded and sounded through everyone's ears in the hall, all eyes suddenly attracted to him.

Most of the fighters in the lobby knew Yue Meng, saw him show up, and vowed to give themselves a statement later, and many people's emotions were quiet.

For a moment, the noise in the lobby disappeared and became quiet.

At this time, a waiter brought the enormous screen of light in the secret chamber into the Hall of Futu and placed it in front of the crowd.

“Gentlemen, take a look. Everything you do is clearly presented here.” Yue Meng sighed, he didn't explain much. If he didn't have any eyesight for it, then these guys wouldn't deserve to be called puzzlers.

Boo!

All eyes were brushed towards the light screen.

Soon, someone spotted the Xuan machine and was stunned: “What happened to the 07 VIP room? ”

Reminded by the sound, everyone else also looked at the past, and when they saw the number constantly changing under 07, they all stared at each other, surprised that their chin almost fell to the ground.

How is that possible?

How could such a broken map be repaired in such a short time?

Those fighters who had just drummed up the private fraud of Nine Pints Hall, the color of the gods suddenly became uncertain, because they also finally realized that they seemed to be the wrong person...

It is well known that the figurative light screen in that VIP room, completely different from the one in the hall, not only displays a broken array map of each part of the inside of the figurative tower, but also allows the array map to be picked for repair in the first place.

In other words, even if you select a broken array repair in the lobby, you won't get the same amount of merit without a matrix master in the ablution to repair it quickly and completely!

This is a priority for VIP rooms, a recognized special treatment.

It took me a long time to think about it before I dared to make a pen repair map, but it was solved in a short time, and the face of these fighters was gray.

Especially helpless is that not only did he solve the damaged map chosen first, but even some others were repaired by him in such a short time.

This extraordinary charm is enough to make all of them sweat and shame. Especially ridiculous is that they push their mistakes to the head of the Nine Pints Hall in front of everyone...

Thinking about it, they always wanted to find a sew in it.

However, only a small proportion of people like this are not perceived by most of the others, nor are they concerned at all.

The minds of the people, already shocked by the frequently flashing numbers on the screen, are guessing in their hearts, who is the master of the figurative array who repaired the map in the 07th VIP room?

That's right, Master Fujiwara!

And it's just their conservative estimation that each other's trajectories are even higher.

When Yue Meng saw this scene, he couldn't help but breathe a long and relaxed breath. His fat cheek floated with a relaxed smile that seemed to relieve him. But when his gaze turned towards the frequently flickering light, he inevitably brought with him a breath of amazement. Lord Teng Lan, the fighter he brought, is certainly not a mortal comparison!

Who the hell is he?