For the current Lin Zhibei, winning the prize pool in the current snow is almost as if he has already drawn a reward for the A prize.

Dull.

It can be said that the strongest rewards have all been drawn by Lin Zhibei.

After thinking about it, Lin Zhibei still decided to save this luck for the Kowloon coffin prize pool.

The reward from the Gaowu prize pool, coupled with the bonus of persimmon luck, maybe you can graduate from the Nine Wonders Immortal Medicine in one go.

[May I ask if the luck bonus is turned on? 】

"no."

"Start the lottery directly."

This time, the system stopped talking, and the familiar lottery drawing screen lit up.

An ordinary Yizi, nothing new.

Before checking what the reward was, Lin Zhibei discovered something was wrong again

Don't you shoot ten times in four rounds?

It stands to reason that every lottery draw in this system is directly drawn in one go.

No matter how many shots or ten consecutive rounds, they are all fired at once.

But why are there only ten rewards this time?

What about the remaining three ten companies? ?

Lin Zhibei simply asked the system.

"System, what's going on, isn't it four rounds and ten rounds?"

The mechanical female voice was as cold as ever.

[The snow prize pool has been emptied. 】

Has the snow prize pool been emptied?

Can this prize pool still be emptied?

Lin Zhibei continued to ask with doubts:

"Then what should I do if I have time, I won't swallow these three rounds and ten rounds for me."

[The remaining three shots and ten consecutive rounds can be used for the "All Heavens Prize Pool" lottery draw. 】

【Would you like to open it now? 】

Lin Zhibei was stunned when he heard this.

Is there such a good thing?

Originally, I also disliked that the rewards in the Xueying prize pool were a bit monotonous, either martial arts pills or weapon skills.

Well now, you can draw the prize pool of the heavens!

After listening to the systematic explanation, Lin Zhibei felt refreshed.

"Open!".

Chapter 180 Second Liyue after the war (for subscription)

As soon as he heard that he could draw the heavenly prize pool, Lin Zhibei rubbed his hands unconsciously, looking forward to it.

I have long been tired of smoking the jackpot in the snow, and now I can change the taste, of course it would be great.

As for the purple rewards drawn from the Snow Winning Prize Pool, Lin Zhibei had little interest, and planned to wait until the rewards were drawn before going to see them together.

"System, start the lottery draw."

In Liyue City this day, the atmosphere is almost like the New Year.

There is not only the joy of repelling the demon god for the rest of his life, but also another thing that makes the people happy.

That is, Rock God is not dead.

The people of Liyue, who were still immersed in a little sadness, immediately changed their mood, and it was almost as if the lights were on.

Moreover, Lin Zhibei pretended to be aggressive before he left, so it can be said that it was spread all over Liyue immediately.

The word "Sword Come" has become the catchphrase of the urchins in the city.

The combination of the two made Liyue so lively.

In addition, there is another special place.

That is, among the pedestrians coming and going on the street, there are still many Qianyan soldiers.

Every soldier of the Qianyan Army carried a thick roll of paper, which seemed to have something written on it.

Wherever they go, if they are not wearing the standard armor of the Qianyan Army, they will be recognized as posting small advertisements.

This is naturally Ning Guang's arrangement.

Just after these Qianyan soldiers posted a piece, the curious people all gathered around to watch the content on the list.

A dysentery head was crowded in the front. After watching it for a long time, the people behind were anxious.

"Hey, have you finished reading? After reading, get out of the way."

When someone said this, the dysentery head seemed a little embarrassed, "I can't read..."

"Go and go, what's the use of being illiterate here to join in the fun."

A man with glasses squeezed forward and glanced at the pitiful toilet head next to him.

Sighing, "Hey, listen up."

After speaking, he began to read the contents of the list.

"Return to Liyuan tonight..."

After reading it, everyone including the scholar was shocked.

Rock God is going to be replaced? !

"Ying, we should be able to see Zhongli this time."

Little Paimon folded his arms and seemed very dissatisfied.

"maybe……"

Ying's tone was also a little uncertain.

"If we don't see each other again, let's go find Brother Bei."

It turned out that although Lin Zhibei sent Yingmei and Paimeng to the Hall of Resurrection last night, Zhong Li was not caught, only Hu Tao, the hall master, was sold.

I don't know where Zhongli went secretly if he didn't go back to Xiangshengtang.

While talking, the two of them came to the Pastoral Hall again.

The Guisheng Hall in the evening really looks a little bit more heavenly than the Jiangsheng Hall in the middle of the night.

"Hi, hello!"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

"Wow--!"

"walnut!"

Paimon realized that the person behind him was Walnut again, with his hands on his hips, pouting.

It can only be said that this trick is right for Paimeng.

Ying, on the other hand, remained calm, not frightened at all.

Because last night, they were so scared by walnuts.

"Hey hey, are you here?"

Hu Tao looked triumphant, and touched the tip of his nose with his index finger.

?Ask for flowers o.....

Then he said in a rare serious manner:

"Zhongli has been waiting inside for a long time, you go quickly."

However, Yingmei stepped into the hall of life, and Zhongli was not the only one in front of her.

Besides Zhongli, Young Master and Lin Zhibei are also there!

Looking at the way the three of them were chatting happily, it was completely impossible to see that Lin Zhibei beat up the young master before.

"Ah, here." Yingmei and Paimeng just felt dumbfounded.

Seeing Yingmei coming, the young master turned his head.

"Yo, buddy."

The young master had the nerve to say hello to Yingmei.

"How is this going?"

Yingmei thought for a long time, but only this question came up.

Lin Zhibei was also a little surprised, "What's going on?"

Paimeng flew in front of the three of them, pointing at Young Master with one hand and Lin Zhibei with the other.

"Didn't you just have a fight?"

Then he turned to the son and said:

"And you were beaten up anyway."

"Ahhhhhhhhhh."

There was a visible embarrassment on the son's face.

"Warrior's matter, can it be called violent beating?"

"Besides, this person is a fool!"

Yingmei added.

Hearing what Paimeng and Yingmei said, Zhongli nodded, apparently very supportive:

"Well, in general reason, we really shouldn't communicate too much with fools.'

But Lin Zhibei took over the conversation:

"But, so what?"

"Now Liyue is left with only two idiots, Young Master and his subordinate official.

"Also, do you want to reconsider the identities of me and Zhongli?" Nine.

Chapter 180 The third is that both people and ghosts are on the show,

"Why don't you think about the identities of me and Zhongli?"

The expression on Lin Zhibei's face became extremely rare.

Hearing this, Pai Meng looked at Zhongli, then at Lin Zhibei, and finally looked at Young Master with disgust. When he was looking at Young Master, he suddenly felt pity.

At this moment, Paimeng exuded a radiance of "God loves the world".

It's just like the "Paper Mona Lisa".

"Hey, what's your expression, little Paimon."

The son was aggrieved for a while.

Only the son is being beaten (please subscribe)

People and ghosts are all on show, only the young master is being beaten.

As soon as Lin Zhibei's words "[-]" came out, it could be said that Ying and Paimon's knots were immediately resolved.

"Oh yes..."

"Even if ten sons come, it's not enough for you to fight."

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