Yun Family’s Little Nine is Super Mischievous

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Sure enough, after the candidates of the wood group, the water group and the fire group went up, their results were much worse than that of the gold group, and there was no suspense in winning or losing.

As the group of Grandma Zhao is the last large group, the person in charge of the test is also very tired. I wish to stop working and go back to rest immediately, so I asked slightly impatiently: "Do you still test the remaining group? I do n’t think you have the possibility of winning at all, just admit defeat. "

Although Mo Wanwan and the three knew that the chances were slim, it was really unwilling to give up in this way, so he said: "This manager, we still have to try."

"Since I have to hit my head against the south wall, I won't stop you. Hurry up, don't rub it!" The man saw Mo Lingwan's four people's spiritual power is very low, even if the power of the Netherworld must be very limited, so basically They did not look at them.

The four members of the Jinzhi group also whispered. They really couldn't help themselves. Just because you still want to compete with us? dream!

What stood before, what etiquette, but just to fool you guys without background, see? In the end, you have to talk about strength, you have no chance at all! However, let them measure, just let them see the gap between us and the difference between clouds and mud!

Mo Wanye's three clenched their fists, and looked solemnly in front of the ball. As for Yun Chujiu, he was indifferent and stood in front of the ball.

Mo Wanwan whispered: "At first, you didn't have the power of the ghost, you just stood aside."

Yun Chujiu smiled and said, "Standing aside for a long time, I have no face. I don't have to worry about it. You don't have to control me. I can brag about it when I go back."

The corners of Mo Wanye's three eyes twitched fiercely. What time was it? At first, there was still a pretentious thought. There really was no one!

However, Yun Chujiu was so distracted that their nervousness eased a lot. At first, they were right. Anyway, they are also proud of this step. Do your best to do your best!

The three bite their index fingers and began to recite: "With my blood, sacrifice to the nether, the power of the nether, come!"

The three weak ghost forces attacked the sphere, and the highest value on the display was only 800. The person in charge of the test couldn't help but squint. Does this level have to be tested? It's really overwhelming! What is that little girl doing? What do you mean by holding a dagger and making a gesture?

When Mo Wanye attacked the ball, they heard Yun Chujiu whispering, "Emma, ​​this self-mutilation really doesn't go down. It hurts so much with my fingers, do I want it or not?" What about self-mutilation in order to force yourself? "

The corners of Mo Wanye's eyes twitched fiercely. They didn't know the goods, and they were not a group with them!

Yun Chuji muttered for a while, or cut a small bite on his index finger, and then chanted feebly, the sound was so small that only Mo Wanye around him could hear: "Night Power, come! Come on! Special! , The old lady has shed so much blood! Damn ghost power, if you do n’t come, I curse your eighth generation ancestors! "

Mo Wanye almost sat down on the ground, was this crazy at first? What nonsense? Their blood is sacrificed to the ghost spirit, and the ghost spirit will only give them the power of the ghost if they are satisfied. She is so insulting that she will not be punished!