Unbelievable Ninth Young Miss: Emperor, Don’t Run Away!

Chapter 6142, second round of selection (monthly ticket)

Tian Rulu bites his lips, and he simply can't suppress his inner hatred.

But it doesn't matter, the waste disorder in the waste body is impossible to pass the second round of selection. As long as she is qualified to practice eight, Tian Ruhua is not comparable to her waste.

If it is lucky, maybe she can still get the qualifications for the eight internal training. If so, the waste is not comparable to her.

Besides, even if this waste is really open, she has countless ways to kill her.

With this in mind, Tian Rulu’s mood calmed down and focused on the statue that reappeared in the temple.

The second round of selection is different from the first round by age, this time by lot.

At the beginning of the cloud, I saw the 19th in my hand, and there was no fluctuation in my heart. Anyway, she now saved her life for a while, and then she just took a shot.

There is a "magic disorder" in his own meridians, and there are great elders who can't say anything.

Tian Rushen first walked into the ancestral hall, calmed down, and took a full shot against the statue.

The magical spirit contained in the palm of the hand hits the statue without a little reaction, just like a mud cow entering the sea.

Tian Rushen’s face was filled with disappointment, and the faces of the three elders were not very good-looking.

Since the three of them taught these younger generations separately, they also had a bit of contending for their strength. Unexpectedly, his most optimistic Tian Rushen failed.

The next few people who failed to make the selection also failed, and it was Tian Ruliang.

Tian Ruliang took a deep breath and took a full shot against the statue.

The magic in the palm of the hand hit the statue, and the illusion of the "Nothing Magic" gradually appeared above the statue, and slowly opened.

There is a faint handwriting on the half-page of the paper, which radiates a faint black light.

Tian Ruliang’s inner ecstasy became! He succeeded!

He got the qualification to practice the other eight!

From now on, his life will be different.

After the disappearance of the phantom, Tian Ruliang’s temperament came out of the ancestral hall, and the two elders nodded again and again: “You will follow me to practice later!”

This is the practice that Tian has always been, and the group teaching was also for this purpose.

Tian Ruliang immediately couldn't help but retire to the side after the ceremony.

Next, it was Tian Rulu, and Tian Rulu walked into the temple with some embarrassment.

She bit her lip and took a deep breath and waved a hand at the statue.

Above the statue, the illusion of "Supreme Magic" gradually appeared, and slowly opened, and the half-page of the paper appeared a fuzzy handwriting, emitting a faint black light.

Although Tian Rulu was disappointed that he could not get the qualifications for the eight internal trainings, it is gratifying to be able to get the qualifications for the other eight.

Black heart nine sees, my heart grins, this "Supreme Magic" 80% is blind, and even let Tian Rulu this small 婊砸 got the qualification of the other eight.

The next few people who were selected were only the three elders who taught Tian Ruji to get the qualifications for the other eight.

The face of the three elders is so good to see some, anyway, now and the other two elders have become a tie.

The next few people ended up failing. There was only one person left alone who had not yet participated in the selection. It is the black heart nine that is currently favored by one thousand.

At the beginning of the cloud, I saw the long-awaited love of the old mother, looking forward to the eyes, and got a goose bump, and walked into the temple.

She had already thought about it, and for a moment she gave up the selection with the excuses of magical disorder, lest the broken statue touch the porcelain again.

Tomorrow will continue at noon, rolling out to sell Mengqiu monthly ticket, what?

(End of this chapter)