Long Feifeng in the black robe suddenly became nervous. If he knew, she was the woman he saved before.

That will definitely make you laugh at yourself.

Because this incident was so embarrassing, she didn't say a word to her two companions.

Si Wujie looked at Feng Lin and said, "I thought something happened to you. There has been no news for a long time."

"Senior has been worrying too much. He has been deep in the Western Continent and is too lazy to come back."

Feng Lin took out the space ring, and the body fell down with a clanking sound.

In the end, eight appeared.

Not only Long Feifeng, but also the other lottery winners in the distance were also fooled.

What the hell is going on?

This is the spiritual steel army that can fight with the sequence captain!

How come it's like jelly beans, you get a lot of them.

"Brother! You are so fierce! Eight!"

Di Kun was shocked and gave thumbs up repeatedly.

Long Feifeng didn't speak, she was extremely nervous at the moment.

"It's just good luck."

Feng Lin waved his hand carelessly.

"Feng Lin, these count as one of your second-generation spiritual steel armies. You can also draw the prize. However, for the reward of the overall ranking, you only count your two first-generation spiritual steel armies. The rules cannot be changed. Otherwise, everyone will save them.

People are unfair.”

Si Wujie said calmly.

"Okay, listen to senior."

Feng Lin didn't care. Anyway, it was a reward for nothing, so it would be nice to have it.

"Come on, this box is the best. It contains the legendary ancient inherited skills. It depends on your luck."

Si Wujie pointed at the box and said.

"Hey, I've never had bad luck."

While Feng Lin was talking, he took out a ball, broke it open, and took out the note, "Fuck! The ancient inheritance technique!"
Chapter completed!