Yuanshen: Master Of Niu Miscellaneous Carving

"Oh, I'm so full."

Xu Hao returned to the rental house and lay down on the bed very satisfied.

The food at Xinyuexuan is really good.

Hey, it's okay if you don't eat it, but once you eat it, you can't forget it.

Sure enough, human beings succumb to enjoyment in their bones.

Xu Hao looked at his rented house of less than twenty square meters, and felt that he had to move as soon as possible.

As a high quality successful man, living here is not an option.

At the very least, it would be disrespectful to bring a girl home in the future.

For now, let's draw a wave of prizes first.

After a wave of Ningguang and Beidou, Xu Hao got a second chance to draw a lottery.

Just thinking about the results of yesterday's lottery draw, Xu Hao felt very uncertain.

Three to five items, the lowest whiteboard, he took the lowest of the lowest.

It's just a big fuck.

Xu Hao suspected that going through this process had exhausted all his luck.

But the problem of lottery drawing must be faced.

This is the source of my own strength, no matter how dark my face is, I will slap it.

"The glory of the emperor protects me, the loyal bolter smashes bad luck, even the demons and ghosts of the warp can't stop me from walking on the road of European emperor!"

After some sincere prayers, Xu Hao calmed down a little.

"Smack him!"

If you hesitate, you will lose, Xu Hao decisively used the number of lucky draws.

The card drawing interface turned into a piece of sky, and five meteors flew down from it.

Wuhu, it's five, it seems to be stable.

Five meteors flew halfway, and one of them turned Blue and one turned Gold!

Wow, Gold Legendary!

"Damn it, it's shipped!"

Xu Hao jumped up from the bed in surprise, his head almost hit the ceiling.

Gold, S grade, magic Divine Grade.

Xu Hao, is this an existence that will directly advance to Seventh Divine Grade?

However, decisiveness will be given in vain.

[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained a bag of iron ore. ]

[Congratulations to the host, I got a pair of white leggings with piano hip length. ]

[Congratulations to the host, I got a box of Ferrero chocolate sandwich balls. ]

[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained a silver sword (C). ]

[Congratulations to the host, I got a super invincible and indestructible White food stall plastic chair (S) from the Powwa. ]

Xu Hao has written a lot.

It's true, really badass.

He just wanted to break his head, but he didn't expect that the S-level item shipped would be a fucking chair!

Even with the addition of "Powraman's super invincible and invincible" prefix, he is still a White food stall plastic chair.

"Damn it, this is (╬◣д◢)!!"

Furious, Xu Hao took out his chair and threw it on the ground.

With a bang, a hole was smashed into the ground.

The super invincible and indestructible White food stall plastic chairs of the throwing tiles are intact.

Not even a little scratch.

It's really S-grade quality.

"me#%@......"

Xu was so angry, he was so angry that he almost didn't come up to belch.

Gold Legendary!

Magic Divine Grade's S!

As a result, he was given a plastic food stall chair.

What is the use of this thing?

Damn the system, you just tell Uncle Xu Hao, what is the use of this thing?

What does it do other than sit under your ass?

"Hey~(ㄒoㄒ)"

Xu Hao sighed and straightened the food stall chair.

What else can I do if I get all the draws.

Sit down and feel this Gold-quality food stall plastic chair.

Um, let alone, it is not generally comfortable to sit on.

Although it is a plastic chair, Xu Hao feels more comfortable than a sofa.

He took out Yan Mo Dao and threw a pestle on the ground, put his hands on the handle of the knife, and put on a posture of a tile-throwing man waiting for his younger brother on the top of the tree.

Perhaps, this big food stall plastic chair can be used to pretend?

Xu Hao imagined that on the eve of the Great War, when the generals were facing each other, they took out the plastic food stall chair and sat down.

Forehead...

Better not.

Food stall plastic chairs or something, it looks so silly.

Well, the last things of any value are the fiddle-length trousers and a box of chocolate balls.

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