Eldest Miss Divine Calculation

"Humph." Pound Dezong snorted, too lazy to say more to Mu Hanyan, but stared at her hand gestures intently.

As he watched, he sneered secretly in his heart: "I don't believe that you can have good luck for a lifetime. Just now, you have been rewarded with good deeds for several lifetimes. This time you thought it could be that easy?"

Pound Dezong made up his mind, and when Mu Hanyan failed, he would save a hand for a while, and he would have to suffer a bit.

In fact, if Mu Hanyan suffered a lot, he might not dare to try it easily in the future. It would go against his original intention, but now he is seriously imbalanced, and if he doesn't let Mu Hanyan suffer a bit, he really won't get psychological comfort.

In the sight of Pound Dezong's ill-intentioned and anticipatory eyes, Mu Hanyan played thugs one after another, doing whatever he wanted.

"Om" fairy humming, another golden light swayed, and the golden cloak appeared on Mu Hanyan's body again.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Pound Dezong clutched his hair tightly and said frantically.

Last time, Mu Hanyan had played half of his hand skills. This time, he had just hit the seventh form and he was actually successful.

What kind of luck is this so much?

Could it be that the difficulty of using this artifact was never played, but my luck was too bad? Pound Zong was even a little bit self-pitying.

Mu Hanyan was also completely dumbfounded, and it made no sense to succeed so easily.

Looking at Pound Zong with a frantic face, Mu Hanyan can imagine that this old man must have suffered on the Cang Xuan Yun gauze before, and what he said before was definitely not frightening himself. Look at his handful of about to With the hair torn off, Mu Hanyan could even imagine his unwillingness and sadness in his heart at this time.

"Cough, cough, my luck is really good." Mu Hanyan scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

Mu Hanyan is still quite guilty if she accidentally hits the fragile hearts of others, but there is no way. Who made her so lucky? To be honest, even Mu Hanyan himself felt incredible about such good luck.

"Try again, you try again, I don't believe you have such good luck every time." The old man Pang was really mad, and said unconvinced.

"Okay, then I'll do it again." Mu Hanyan nodded.

To be honest, I heard him describe Cang Xuan Yun Sha as so terrifying, but she was lucky to try one after another, and there was no surprise or danger. Mu Hanyan hoped that he would fail once, look at Cang Xuan Yun Sha How terrible it is.

He waved a few hand tactics in his hand, took off the cloak in the eyes of Pang Dezong almost with a little bit of grief, and Mu Hanyan hit the hand tactics again.

"Failure, this time he must fail. He can't always have such good luck." Pound prayed secretly in his heart, or cursed, because he was too expectant, his heart was beating like chicken blood.

"Ka", Mu Hanyan made a hand art, a golden light burst out fiercely, stabbing people to open their eyes, only to hear a soft click coming from the box.

This situation is obviously completely different from the previous two times.

"Failed, this stinky boy finally failed. As expected, good luck ran out. Only then did the first hand trick fail, hahahaha." Pound Zong almost looked up and laughed with joy.

In fact, it was a matter of course for him, but it made him so excited and delighted. After all, it was because of being over-stimulated by Mu Hanyan's good luck, and his soul was hit hard.