MTL - Peerless Genius System-Chapter 811 Lower oil pan

The palace is like a battlefield. It looks like an ancient Roman arena. It is round and surrounded by auditoriums. Only the middle is a square platform. The length and width of the platform are 50 meters. It is almost seamlessly connected between stone and stone. If you want to stuff a piece of thin paper, it will be smooth and smooth, just like a mirror.

At this moment, Xiao Luo, the ghost and the emperor in the center of Fujian and Taiwan, around 5,000 seats are nationals of the worship of the country, there is no virtual seat, Funing, the national division in the high stands, with a view overlooking the people State of mind.

In front of Xiao Luo, there is a pan of oil. There is a fire burning underneath. The oil in the pan has been boiled, and the white smoke is rolling, which makes people daunting.

"What is the first level? Say, don't waste time, we have to hurry!" The ghost is eager to try, and is very interested in Shaoguan.

The emperor shook his head and sighed: "Small girl, I am really anxious for your IQ. I want to know that it has something to do with this oil pan."

Lower the oil pan!

Xiao Luo’s heart gave the answer silently. It’s true that I used the fart to think about what the first level is.

The duck king then explained to the ghost, very serious, very serious and confident: "I don't see this oil pan, the oil inside is boiling. The first level of content is definitely fried, throwing the wild glutinous rice into the fried Once fried, eat it at the fastest speed, eat more than anyone, and eat faster."

Hearing this statement, Xiao Luo almost poked and sat down on the ground.

"Oh, it is better than eating, the girl will never lose, I am the best to eat something." The ghost held a small red umbrella, two apricot eyes straight.

"咚~"

Xiao Luo was unceremoniously rewarded with a burst of chestnut on the head of the duck king. He said: "I also feel that the IQ of the ghost is anxious. You can’t go anywhere, you don’t know. Speak indiscriminately, what rhythm of ghosts."

"Daddy, the savage kid, you knocked my head dry, messed up my hair and knew no. Didn't I say it wrong, isn't it faster than anyone else to eat?" The duck king glared.

Who eats faster than who eats?

Xiao Luo felt that it was so good and funny, and then gave the duck king a boast: "Your heart is so big."

"School can not be humiliated, the slaying kid you rest on my head again, do you believe it, let's gamble on how to gamble?" Duck King is also a tempered duck, always bullied by Xiao Luo, it is time to come A Jedi counterattacked.

"Bet a fart!"

Xiao Luo didn't have a good spirit. "If you really say that you eat more quickly than anyone else, then I will unplug your hair and throw it into the oil pan and blow it up. You can kill it and you can't humiliate it. Is it necessary to go to the house to uncover the tile? Is it?"

Where did the Emperor dare to bicker with Xiao Luo, silently indented into the pocket of the ghost, a word from his pocket fluttering: "You are my big brother still not."

Looking at the duck king of the poem, the ghost couldn't help but sneer out.

Above the high stands, the national teacher said coldly: "You don't know what you are when you die, it's stupid!"

"Don't sell off, what is the first pass, and make it clear?" Xiao Luo looked up and said faintly.

In the eyes of the national teacher, there was a murder. A man dared to speak to her like this. He did not respect it. This made her hate it, but she still resisted it. Shen Shen said: "As you can see, in front of you, A boiled oil pan, this first pass, is one of you jumped in, if you can stay in a fragrant time and not die, then you pass."

hiss……

Upon hearing this, all the people around the moon worshiped a cold breath, thinking that the national teacher did not want this man to live, jumped into the boiling oil pot, which was not suddenly burned into human flesh. What, and the law of death is so terrible.

"Under the oil pan? His uncle, must you play so big?" The duck king was so scared that he swallowed a saliva.

"National teacher mother..."

"Funing, I said that I have made concessions, this is my greatest sincerity."

Fanning wanted to say a few words, but he was interrupted by the national teacher. There was a strong line between the lines.

Xiaoluo and the ghost, who continued to rush under the Chinese teacher, said: "After jumping into the oil pan, you are not allowed to use the real power. Once I find that there is a real power fluctuation, this is a loss."

"This doesn't work. What is the difference between killing them?"

Funing couldn't sit still and shouted loudly. He said that he couldn't use the real power. Even if he could use the real power, it would be a life to stay in a hot oil pan. I am afraid it is Wu. The emperor can't hold on for long.

"Of course there is a difference. At least they have a chance to live in the oil pan. If I shoot, they will have no chance to survive." Guo Shizhen argued.

She is the old river and lake, self-proclaimed Funing, this small river and lake fights her, and then, killing this man, Funing's love is naturally relieved, not only defending the national law ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ also protects Funing, but this is Two things to do.

"Are your request a bit too much?"

Xiao Luo frowned, his eyes condensed, he thought that the two sides were safe, good farewell, hello, I am good, everyone, but this country teacher does not seem to think so, then it is no wonder that he turned his face and did not recognize people. It is.

"Excessive?"

The national teacher sneered. "If you want to live, you have to go through three customs. This is a national law. You have no choice."

"The kid of the murderer ignores this demon woman, and the TM is finished!"

The duck emperor is also very angry. You can't use the real power. Isn't it rude? The protection of pure flesh, even if the Wu Shengqiang jumped in, he would have to be fart.

"This girl can give it a try." The ghost snorted and said.

When the Emperor heard it, he was so scared that he flew out and touched her forehead: "No fever, little girl, how do you say nonsense?"

"I didn't say nonsense, she said that it is not allowed to use the real power, but the power system of our blood-sucking people is different. It is based on the 'spirit'. My 'spirit' is yin, even the magma erupting in the dark forest. I don’t want to do it, this oil pan is far worse than that.” Ghostly.

amount……

Duck Emperor lived.

Xiao Luo said something that he didn't care: "Can you really?"

"Do not worry, handsome Lolo, although I am not reliable, but I can pack tickets."

The ghost is focused, "but I have a request."

"What requirements?" Xiao Luo frowned.

On the ghostly face with a lively and lovely smile, walked up to him and whispered in his ear: "When I come out of the oil pan, you should stop calling my name."

"What should I call you?"

"Linger!"

"Linger?"

"Yes, yes, it seems that our relationship is more intimate." Ghost smiled.