Chapter 5662 (1/2)
Unfortunately, they soon found out.
Not everyone is as lucky as ye Lingyue.
Let alone those with flying knives, those with flying needles, let alone the smallest water polo, have not even broken several large water balls.
In the end, they could only leave the runes in their pockets and left in a gray state.
A few back and forth, the dwarf master's face has a smile.
Thanks to ye Lingyue's ”Fortune Cat” attribute, he won a lot of injustice.
In a quarter of an hour, he got another fifty runes.
And the remaining 29 water polo, another eight were broken.
On the wall, only 21 water balls were left.
”Shall we try again?”
Emperor Yang Qingfeng looks at that ”jade list 96”, is still itchy.
Ye Lingyue got seven out of ten flying needles. They had enough runes on hand. If they tried a few more times, they would be able to shoot through the water ball.
Ye Lingyue didn't mean to do it again.
Emperor Yang Qingfeng is in a hurry.
”No hurry.”
Ye Lingyue shakes her head.
For ye Lingyue, the 96th place in the jade list is not very attractive.
She has ten more runes in her hand, and the noun will rise in the final statistics.
This craftsman dwarf boss is not good at stubbornness.
But the more such people are, the more precious they have.
Ye Lingyue is very interested in this tribe. If she can, she wants to get more from each other.
”Twenty throwing knives.”
Just then, a cold and sharp voice came from the crowd.
Twenty throwing knives, big customers!
The dwarf craftsman's boss was very excited.
Ye Lingyue is picky eyebrows, she saw purple hall came over.
”Purple hall?”
On the beautiful face of Qianlan Buddha, there is some anxiety.
Is Zitang indifferent to her words?
This guy, seems to be calm, difficult, but also greedy?
Purple hall went to the craftsman dwarf boss and found twenty runes.
He also has a lot of runes on his body. Twenty pieces have been lost, and there should be some more.
However, purple hall is also interested in this kind of near naive gambling game, which makes ye Lingyue have some sidelights.
”Ah, Zi Tang, why are you here? Don't you, the children of Buddhism, obey the commandments? ”
Emperor Yang Qingfeng saw the purple hall, no good airway.
He has always been a bit taboo to Zitang.
”I, the exception.”
Purple hall burst out three words.
He is not a real Buddhist. He joined as a Buddhist monk only because of his teacher.
Emperor Yang Qingfeng couldn't help rolling his eyes.
Naturally, the craftsman dwarf was very happy to have a big head, and he quickly gave up twenty throwing knives.
Zi Tang looks at the throwing knife.
He picked up five throwing knives.
Around, there was an uproar.
Even ye Lingyue can't help but look at Zitang's throwing knife.
The five throwing knives, without the power of thinking, are no less than a kilogram. Zitang holds them in his hand, but seems to be holding a few feathers.
And judging from his posture, he doesn't want to
Ye Lingyue is doubting.
I saw purple hall hand a Yang.
The five throwing knives in my hand flew straight out.
Everyone, hold your breath.
There was only a jingle.
The five throwing knives, which were fired off course, landed on the ground.
”Cut, I thought you were so good.”
Emperor Yang Qingfeng was still surprised a moment earlier. At the next moment, he saw the flying knife shot down and immediately gloated.