Click to get a draw.

Although I don’t know what kind of deceitful things can be drawn, at least this system is not a simple whiteboard. It also left Li Fan with a thought. With the lottery, will sign-in tasks and leveling be far behind? Slowly develop it.

Already.

But what is more embarrassing now is that Li Fan's innate luck at the beginning was inexplicably chosen to be "calm down", and the value fluctuated by only one point each time!

What a trap! If you move up and down like this, you won’t be able to recharge it until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse. Damn it!

Here Li Fan was studying his mental system with a frown on his face, and the sky turned dark before he knew it.

"Ha! The empty moon is in the sky!" The old Taoist priest sitting in front suddenly burst out with a weird laugh, "Boy! You are out of luck! Just take your eyes out when you can't stand it anymore! And! If you don't want to die,

Just don’t look up!”

What?

If you don't want people to look up, don't tell them not to look up! Unfortunately, the old man didn't know such a simple truth, so he tricked Li Fan.

He was lying on the futon and picking his nose. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the night covering the sky.

Two big, round moons were reflected in his pupils.

This clearly shows that it is not the moon of the earth. There are one on the left and one on the right, one large and one small, one green and one purple. It is like two rounds of fireballs held by the eight-armed demon in the palm of the hand, shining in the sky.

The six-path head of the Demon Lord was illuminated, making one side livid and the other purple. The golden obsidian inlaid on the head shimmered, as if countless eyes had been opened.

Li Fan vaguely seemed to hear a sword cry like a dragon's roar, and then a black and purple miasma suddenly evaporated in the entire ink-colored bamboo forest. Then the smoke and clouds gathered, a strong wind blew, and a tornado blew up on the ground, surrounding Li Fan.

Outside the futon, covered by the circle drawn by the old Taoist priest with a wooden sword, layers of smoke curtains were rolled up, almost blocking the sky.

Li Fan seemed to be in the middle of a storm. He was so frightened that he lay down holding the futon with his hands and feet. The black wind in front of him rolled violently, flying sand and rocks, forming a vortex that went straight into the sky, blocking Li Fan's vision.

In front of his eyes, there was left the bright moon shining with purple light.

Without waiting for him to blink, the whirlwind disappeared in the next moment, and everything was silent.

The madness that destroyed everything and destroyed everything just now disappeared like smoke.

The bamboo forest, mountains, altars, demon statues, boys, and Taoist priests are all like an absurd dream that never existed.

All things in the world, the laws of the universe, and even the passage of time seem to have disappeared at this moment.

Li Fan was left alone, sitting alone on a flat rock formation in a purple sky.

But before his eyes, the sky suddenly became bright, and there was no longer any purple moon.

The night is star-studded, the Milky Way is across the sky, the stars are brilliant, and the boundless starry sky is as bright as rain.

He could vaguely see a purple bubble in the clouds, like a soap bubble water ball, floating in the starry sky, refracting the light and shadow from the stars through the curved surface of the bubble, and projecting it onto his face.

On the retina...

Then Li Fan's right hand suddenly sank, and something fell into his palm, so he subconsciously clenched his hand. The stinging pain from his palm temporarily interrupted his trance towards the sky.

Li Fan lowered his head and saw a three-inch long sword in his hand. The sword had no jaws, the spine of the sword flashed with starlight, and the two blades had rhombus-shaped edges, as thin as a needle and a cone, and as sharp as a star shuttle.

, extremely sharp. With just a weak grip, Li Fan's right palm was cut with a blood line, and then the small sword swung into Li Fan's palm, obviously following the meridians of his right hand, like a

The silverbait got into the body alive!

What the hell is this!

Before Li Fan could react, he heard his own voice, as if reaching his eardrums through the rain curtain, saying to him,

'Charging 100/100, the lottery is completed!'

'Li Fan's mood has dropped by 1 point. Pay attention! Li Fan's mood is 8/100, extremely dangerous!'

‘Li Fan’s mood has dropped by 1 point. Attention! Li Fan’s mood is 7/100, extremely dangerous!’

‘Li Fan’s mood dropped by 1 point. Attention! Li Fan’s mood is 6/100, extremely dangerous!’

…

What, what, what is going on!? My mood is falling every second! Why has the countdown suddenly started!

Li Fan subconsciously grabbed the cake in his arms and ate it.

As a result, he gnawed so hard that he almost choked to death!

Cough cough cough! Water! Water!

"upbraid!"

Suddenly, a strong wind blew past his face, and then someone stretched out his hand, grabbed Li Fan by the collar, and lifted him up into a circle.

In front of Li Fan's eyes, an experienced face suddenly appeared.

In the time it took him to breathe, a blood hole the size of a walnut was opened on his forehead, as if something had cut open his skull, and the black and red plasma gurgled out. And in a pair of empty eye sockets, two holes were dug out.

The bloody holes were forcibly pressed with fingers, making an old face look as ferocious as an evil ghost from hell, which made Li Fan gasp in horror and swallow all the cake in his throat.

‘Li Fan’s mood has increased by 1 point. Attention! Li Fan’s mood is 6/100, extremely dangerous!’

Although the system is still alerting, the loss of one point per second seems to have stopped.

"What on earth did you see!" The old Taoist roared at Li Fan, spraying all the blood foam in his mouth all over Li Fan.

"What did I see?"

This guy really dug his eyes out...

Li Fan stared at the ruthless man in front of him, and then he couldn't help but be attracted by other things. He turned his gaze and looked behind Lao Dao.

Just a few dozen seconds ago, he was in a dreamlike trance, and he returned to the open space in the bamboo forest, but the altar was gone.

The six-headed and eight-armed demon was split open by a sword and cut into two pieces in the middle line. It was clearly a Dharma statue made of mud and stone just now, but now it was broken into two halves of flesh, pink, green, black and red.

The organs were leaking all over the floor, exuding a pungent smell of blood and flesh.

In the blind old Taoist's hand, the red wooden sword was clearly glowing with rainbow light, and the blood evaporating from the sword's spine rolled up a terrifying heat wave and sprayed around Li Fan, like the breath of some giant beast.

Around the altar, on the futons scattered on the ground, all the boys who came with Li Fan just now have disappeared.

But Li Fan could roughly guess it from the charred corpses, dry bones, heads and arms, stillborn fetuses with alienated organs scattered around outside the circle, one after another, both humanoid and non-humanoid.

, but all of them were neatly split into two pieces by the freaks, guessing their fate...

"Chi Qiu said that you still have human qualities and cannot be killed. So what did you see?"

The old Taoist put his face directly in front of Li Fan, staring into Li Fan's eyes with the blood holes in his eye sockets.
Chapter completed!