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Chapter 0104 Three-person Netherworld Dressing Competition(2/2)

The bamboo board flashes with green light, and through the delicately engraved spiritual patterns on the surface, it is linked to the hidden spiritual patterns codes on the back of each bamboo card in the Hot Spring Valley, realizing high-definition and real-time transmission of the picture.

Fifty-four cards are on the back, and fifty-four pictures are transmitted at the same time.

A piece of snowflakes...

I really can’t stand it if I don’t recite Amitabha silently!

Although in the picture, the chest is below the water surface, the light and shadow are distorted by the rippling water waves.

But Xiao Ran could still easily restore the curve after reading more than 10,000 movies.

B, C, F…

The other hand silently opened the painting bamboo board.

As the game began, Xiao Ran kept receiving news that the filial piety value was recorded in his mind.

Facts have proved that using entertainment to fulfill filial piety and helping the master relieve fatigue can also increase the filial piety value!

However, at this moment, his mind was not at all about filial piety.

Baicao Peak, Hot Spring Valley.

Ling Zhouyue is a gambler and is good at all kinds of gambling skills.

Compared to Yinyue and Chuyan, she is familiar with playing such small games and has natural advantages.

"I often say that Wang Yongquan, Wuyancheng, can win nine plates in a row if he guesses the size of the world. It is not a problem for Ling Zhouyue to beat Master and disciple."

"The price of winning and losing between Youming and Humans is the same. You have to wear clothes. You don't have to be Youming. Isn't it good to fight two or one? I'll be ambushing one."

"You can't grab this card, and you don't need to grab it. Chu Yan, you're dead. Don't blame Master, I for being overdoubled by one, and make a fortune in silence!"

"Hey, Chuyan, you are doubled too? I'm not afraid, your cards won't beat me, five, six, seven, eight, nine, two human cannons, very proud, this card."

"The only regret is that if this Pluto can be replaced by Pluto, this game will be a decisive victory. Unfortunately, it won't be replaced. It doesn't matter, it won't affect the winner or lose."

"Just walk alone with the Queen of the Underworld? Idiot! Master, move quickly... Master, don't even want Queen of the Underworld? Master, hurry up, don't be too slow."

"Five, six, seven, eighty, ninety... If you make a mistake, you should beat the second one... It doesn't matter. If you want to win, I will pour a cup of tea for my master and start your fireworks show on earth!"

"Hahaha, Chuyan, I'll count how many cards you have, one, two, three, four... Seventeen! Can you win me with seventeen bamboo cards? If you can win the master with seventeen cards today, I'll do it on the spot."

Chu Yan vaguely felt that the master might make some earth-shaking poisonous oath.

In order to avoid the scene where the master broke his promise in embarrassment, she was very obedient and slapped the bamboo plaque in her hand on the bamboo board before the master made a vow.

"Human artillery with flying sword..."

Ling Zhouyue's eyes were stunned and stared at the bamboo card for a long time and couldn't say a word.

After a moment, he silently put on his green robe.

The green robe was stained with water and stuck to its slender and rich body, which showed even more temptation.

On the Zhijian Peak, Xiao Ran shook his head and smiled, feeling that history is really similar across planes.

At the same time, the pen is used to depict this extremely artistic scene.

Three generations of people fighting in the underworld together... It is truly a masterpiece of the Dharma-Ending Age.

It's amazing!

...

night.

A new batch of warm wine finally came out of the cellar.
Chapter completed!
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