Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 482 God’s mighty power (38)

That bout of hunger came and went quickly.

Linghu Lan knew that she had to hurry up, because the next hunger would make her dizzy, and she would not have the energy to think about it.

She struggled to look at each gold brick again, and it was still exactly the same thing.

Here, apart from the bare walls, she is the only one.

She leaned against the wall and sat down. The temperature, texture, size, and area of ​​each brick were exactly the same, just like mass-produced things. Thinking about it, other people's were the same.

Time passed by little by little, and soon, my stomach rang again, this time I was very hungry, and in the empty room, the sound of my stomach was amplified, and it sounded extraordinarily loud.

Linghu Lan suddenly opened her eyes, took off a hairpin from her head, and pricked her finger.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, the pain hit.

She held up her finger to shine light on the gold bricks to the north one by one, and sure enough the northernmost gold brick had a faint luster.

"It's you!" Linghu Lan pressed her palm on the gold brick.

The golden brick light flashed for a while, but did not move.

Linghu Lan's face darkened: "..."

Nima!

Is this too little blood?
Linghu Lan gritted her teeth and cut her palm.

This time, the golden brick shone brightly and slowly sank.

The sound of rumbling wall displacement came over, and the entire wall slowly moved underground.

Linghu Lan was overjoyed.

wipe!
I didn't expect to pass a test and actually have to self-mutilate, it's too perverted.

Huo overcomes gold, naturally there is no fire in the secret room, and she can't find fire when she loses all her mana. Since every secret room is the same, the only difference is the people in the secret room. Although the faces of people are different, according to the five elements, people's body She is complete with the five elements, her heart belongs to fire, but it is warm, and everything that rises is fire, so she is reluctant to gamble with blood.

She won and got out of the secret room.

But seeing my own palm, I couldn't be happier at all.

She quickly dodged out of the secret room, and in front of her there was a narrow path surrounded by the same gold bricks. At the end of the path was a fork, and a turntable was hung on the wall. The two areas on the turntable represented left and right respectively, and the middle a pointer.

On the top of the turntable, there are four words: resign to fate.

Linghu Lan: "..."

Is there another way to play?
She stretched out her hand to turn the pointer, the pointer spun rapidly, stopped after a while, and pointed to the left, Linghu Lan thought for a while, then ran to the trail on the left, ran for a quarter of an hour, finally, saw the sky appear The end of the trail.

Linghu Lan was a little happy, but also a little puzzled, did she pass a level so quickly?

When she reached the end, she stopped in her footsteps. She couldn't stop. As far as she could see, it was a bustling market. Looking at the sky, it was morning. There were all kinds of pancakes, morning tea, broth, vegetables, and fruits. All the small stalls are open, and the hawkers are yelling and attracting customers, and the enthusiastic smiles on their faces look particularly vivid.

Linghu Lan felt chills in her heart, she just ran out of a cold and dark metal cage, and walked into the world all of a sudden, this style of painting changed suddenly, she couldn't accept it for a while.

My stomach gurgled again, smelling the aroma of all kinds of food, my stomach protested even more.

Linghu Lan involuntarily walked out of the narrow path.

A peddler saw her, as if he didn't see the strange place where she came out at all, and greeted with a smile on his face, "Girl, come quickly, the hot mutton is so delicious, sprinkle some garlic sprouts, give it to you Have a bowl?" As he spoke, he lifted the lid of the pot graciously, as if he would fill the soup with Linghu Lan's order.

Linghu Lan's internal organs were immediately hit by the aroma of the mutton soup.

"Have a bowl!" She said these three words out of nowhere.

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(End of this chapter)