Cultivation waste material: Where is my sister's golden finger!

Chapter 38 Prelude
After many calls from Nangong Yao and exchanges of heart and soul, the system finally woke up.

"We have captured 92 percent. We can capture up to 5.00%." ​​The system opened the page and said after a while.

"If all the lucky points given to her by the Heavenly Dao are taken away, they will become bad luck points. Keeping [-]% is the last bottom line left by the Heavenly Dao." There was a little excitement in the system's indifferent tone .Another three percent of Nangong Yun's luck value can be used to keep him from running out of energy for a long time.

In fact, even if all the lucky points are captured, the person who gets it will not be bad luck.

The system knew that Nangong Yao didn't understand the twists and turns, and it selfishly wanted to swallow the [-]% itself.

Then she can quickly recover her energy.

The system suppressed the little excitement in his heart, and still said calmly: "Let's start. You mix the medicinal powder I gave you into the tea, and let her drink it."

After the system finished speaking, Nangong Yao obviously felt that something was in her palm, she clenched her hand into a fist calmly, and hid the medicine powder in her fingertips.

Nangong Yao greeted her with a smile on her face, and she didn't forget to pull Nangong Wushuang who was somewhat reluctant at the side.She walked up to Nangong Yun, and held Nangong Yun's hand kindly, with a kind smile on her face.Nangong Wushuang stood aside with a straight face, in stark contrast to Nangong Yao.

Nangong Yun silently compared Nangong Yao and Nangong Wushuang in her heart. For some reason, she always felt that the stern Nangong Wushuang seemed more kind than the smiling Nangong Yao.

"Nangong Yun, let's sit down and have a good chat." Nangong Yun's eyes flashed into Nangong Yao's bright eyes, and the foot-picking girl in Nangong Yun's heart was yelling at this moment, "Looking at this, believe it or not, I sprayed to death with a mouthful of salt soda you! ’, but he replied, “Okay.”

Afterwards, Nangong Yun wanted to slap herself.

She didn't want to chat with Nangong Yao at all.

Because Nangong Yao is a genius of the new generation, and she is a waste material of the previous generation.The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach.She didn't want to remember it all the time - she was the one who was shot to death.

Nangong Yun couldn't help but hehe in her heart, but she maintained a serious appearance on the surface.

No matter what, she still wanted to give Nangong Ye face.

With a light wave of Nangong Yao's white hand, a set of porcelain with a blue and white bottom and several auspicious clouds engraved on the center of the cup appeared on the table. "Do you know why I hated you so much before?" The slender hands put the best green water leaves into the boiling water on the stove, and the light blue color slowly turned the transparent water into emerald green.A refreshing fresh smell flew to the tip of everyone's nose.

"I don't know." Nangong Yun answered honestly.

She really didn't know that when she was a child, she really liked to scare people, but she never frightened little girls, and when boys bullied them, she would fight to be the big sister and protect them.At that time, Nangong Yun thought that she could have a good relationship with the child, but the facts told her, it was not!
Girls always dislike her no matter what she does.Sometimes he would join hands with some little boys to punish her.I remember that she was in a very uncomfortable mood at that time, and she had a sense of sight of Mr. Dong Guo.

Nangong Yao shook her head with a smile, and said: "It's because you rushed forward in everything, and you had a better relationship with them at that time, sometimes when they came to bully us, we couldn't help thinking that it was you who asked them to tease us. "Nangong Yao poured a cup of tea for each of them.

"The hot tea just made, you guys have a taste of my craftsmanship." Nangong Yao put the tea in front of everyone, handed the cup of tea to Nangong Yun, and gently rubbed half of it with her fingers around the rim circle, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Nangong Wushuang didn't speak, she just listened to the conversation between Nangong Yun and Nangong Yao.

In fact, why she hates Nangong Yun, to be honest, she doesn't even know.

Because in her memory, Nangong Yun has always been an annoying existence.

(End of this chapter)