Male God Please Lie Down

Everything she had was given to Lu Wu, and it didn't matter to anyone in the Zhou family.

"How could it be possible? How could Qingming give this thing to this irrelevant person, and our family wouldn't give it?"

Aunt was hysterical and scolded the lawyer angrily.

"This will was obtained by Zhou Qingming from our law firm a week ago. Ms. Zhou Qingming's mental state is normal. You don't believe it, you can go for a test."

The lawyer spoke righteously, looking at people like his aunt, his eyes were full of disgust.

He really sees too much of this kind of person.

The final result is definitely nothing.

Lu Wu accepted everything from Zhou Qingming.

He sold her house and donated her money to the charity center in her name.

Then he went all over the world alone, and every time he went to a place, he would write on his Weibo, well-documented, what he saw and heard.

At the end, there will be a sentence, "Qing Ming... have you seen it?"

Ji Qingming lay in the starry sky ribbon, and gradually everything below became blurred and gradually disappeared.

She then sat up slowly again.

"Ji Qingming, your mission has failed!"

Ji Zeya sat among the purple gauze curtains and said silently.

Ji Qingming's expression was also very plain, but he nodded slightly.

"Do you have anything to say?"

Ji Zeya asked.

"no!"

Ji Qingming shook his head, as long as there is nothing wrong with Lu Wu, that's fine.

If he has something to do, he can't bear it, it will definitely be very uncomfortable.

Now that he is okay, if the mission fails, it will fail!

"Mission failed, we need to draw a skill."

Ji Zeya raised her head slightly, and the white hood on her head moved slightly.

But still, she didn't see her face, only the small white chin.

"Is it designated?"

Ji Qingming had failed once before, so naturally he knew deeply that if he failed once, he would have to withdraw a skill.

Now she has three skills, of which there is a tasteless empty-handed pick.

In this way, she can throw away that idiot's skills.

"Random!"

Ji Zeya smiled faintly.

When Ji Qingming heard this, he felt very speechless.

She feels that her luck will not be so good.

"Then try it first!?"

It can only bet once, if it is drawn empty-handed, it will be best, if it draws something else, it can only be solved by resigning it to five missions.

"good!"

Ji Zeya stretched out her finger in front of her, slid gently, and then three rows of characters appeared.

That is, her three skills.

The three rows of skills kept flashing, glowing, and flashing at the end.

Ji Qingming felt that his heart was about to be pulled.

In the end... that spot of light was still concentrated on the body of Qiankun Great Movement.

Ji Qingming was also literally thundered, this one-third chance, in the end, still flashes on this body, which is still the most important skill for her.

"how do you say?"

Seeing this situation, Ji Zeya also deeply regretted her.

"Leave the skills, I will do the task!"

Ji Qingming was already crying without tears at this time, but also helpless.

"You choose a super-difficult mission plot or five ordinary plot missions."