With a casual press, the slut's breathing was about to be lifted.

Big gift bags are not as good as small gift bags, and the winning rate has always been very low.

As Saozha himself knows, the lucky prize that he has won so far is the gold gift bag.

Even this gold gift bag was only one person who had drawn it, and it has been loaded on the Longmen Stele, becoming the lucky one to get the big gift bag.

And the scumbag is very miserable.

Because it has lived for hundreds of years, it has never tried to draw big gift packages, because it has never been qualified to draw big gift packages.

The pointer flies and rotates, and the one behind it is getting slower and slower.

The slaughter held his breath and watched the pointer slowly pass by, and he didn't dare to breathe. At this moment, he stopped flapping his wings and sat directly on Mo Shu's shoulder, not daring to blink, for fear of missing any excitement.

Finally, the pointer fell into the middle of the gap between the golden grid and the silver grid.

The scumbag stared wide and then: [Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The screaming sound almost penetrated the roof!

The scumbag couldn't believe it. Seeing the falling purple-gold gift bag, her eyelids rolled up and she fell weakly from Mo Shu's shoulders.

Mo Shu was startled and instinctively wanted to catch it.

But the sausage's body was half-empty, and it passed through her palms and fell onto the soft bed.

The scum turned over powerlessly and said: [No...no, I can't do it anymore, let me calm down.]

There has never been a person who has ever drawn a purple gold bag in history. Mo Shu is... the first person in history!

At the same time.

A different world where slaughter soil is born and raised-

"Ahhhhhh, the big gift bag has changed again!"

A scream attracted everyone's eyes.

I saw that on the top of the sacred horizontal rail, the ancient and complex words twisted and turned, and then they were frozen - the first winner of the history of the Purple Gold Gift Pack: Dragon Crown.

"It's Dragon Crown again!!"

"It's a scumbag again, why!"

"Hasn't he abolished two-thirds of his wisdom and all his dragon power? He can only fly with his wings when he goes home, and even Long Yun can't summon him. How could he still get a purple gold gift pack!"

"And... it is the first one that is unprecedented, this is going to be recorded in history..."

With this sound, the scene fell into a dead silence.

-

At this time, the sausage had no idea that his name had caused great turmoil in the other world.

He was now trapped in his own dream.

He dreamed that he returned to the Dragon Clan and became the noble prince. He was not punished and would not fall into the endless hell.

Everyone admired him and bowed to him three times and nine times.

No ridicule, no contempt, no insult.

But the dream woke up soon.

Because Mo Shu was calling him.

Mo Shu: "Hey, wake up, I'm ready to open the gift bag."

The slut rolled up in a panic. The spots of fading faded light on their body just now lit up again, and they said, "Yeah, yeah, you can drive."

Mo Shu hesitated for a moment, and was very curious about what this big gift bag had, and said, "I'll open this big gift bag first."

Scoundrel: [Wait!]

Mo Shu: "What are you doing?"

[Only two gift packs can be opened a day, and you can think about it before opening it!]

"Um."

Mo Shu directly chose the purple gold gift package.
Chapter completed!