End of the Sky

"Sister Xinlan, what is your number?"

"616!"

"It sounds auspicious, I am 049, a very ordinary number, it seems to change one."

"Xinxin, how about you?"

"233."

"Hey, ask your number, what expression do you make!"

"233."

"forget it……"

"..."

Although he didn't understand why the main **** wanted to engage in a ring game, he still included all the reincarnations in the big scene, but Russell was very interested in it. The heart that wanted to make trouble could not be calm.

In addition to the number plate!

According to the regulations set by the main **** in Duan Xinlan's memory, all participating reincarnations hide their names, and the number on the number plate is their name on the ring.

Moreover, without a number plate, there is no entry ticket.

In addition to doing things, Russell wants to participate for another reason.

When everyone is beating, he is the only one who is independent and detached from the outside world to be a quiet beautiful man.

Even if he used the strategy taught by Teacher Tony to turn all three women in the house into nymphos with negative IQ, he should still be able to see it.

There can only be one way!

Russell's eyes narrowed, he didn't want to use telepathy to acquaintances, wantonly delete memory, so ...

Thinking about doing nothing and endlessly, killing all three girls, taking their number plates to participate.

There is a great possibility of success. Unless the number plate comes with a face recognition function and requires his women's clothing, no one can save them.

Anyway, no one saw it, no one without evidence, no one can falsely accuse him of destroying flowers.

Just as Russell's thinking diverged, Mu Xinxin reached out to Russell's feet: "Why, whose number card is this, captain, is it yours?"

With that, she quickly stepped forward, and after picking up the number plate, she immediately filled her question marks.

"Numbered exclamation mark, asterisk, percent sign, question mark, question mark, question mark ..."

Mu Xinxin's eyes twitched: "Captain, what is this ghost number?"

"Let me see, let me see."

Duan Xinlan and Guan Yin stepped forward and saw two lines of garbled characters on a white sign that resembled an online banking shield.

[Name :? ? ? 】

【Numbering:! @ #%? ? ? 】

"What is this, not only the number is garbled, but there is not even a name."

"I know, the Lord God used his face to scroll the keyboard."

"Captain, you are so pitiful, the Lord thinks you are not worthy of having a name."

"..."

In the face of the 500 ducks, Russell took the sword and cut his head in a row. The scribes grabbed the number card in his hands. He didn't have a good air: "Understood, this is why I threw it on the ground.

"understood!"

"Actually, you don't need to fist, we will understand."

"Shut up if you understand, otherwise nobody in the wild mountains and mountains will bury you."

Russell finished his humming, his face quiet, whispering in his heart the intention of arranging his competition.

Next to it, Guan Yin took out the universal capsule, and released a three-piece sofa set in the living room with a bang, bringing a coffee table and tea set. After sitting down, he expertly brewed tea.

"Look and see, the number one ring is already open."

"Other rings have started!"

"Are our numbers chosen at random, or ranked according to strength? Will the number one to four be seed players, and everyone else will run with them?"

"It should be impossible, I am 616, you are 049, even if there is a gap, it is impossible to be so disparate."

"Sister Xinlan, give up, I have the first machine bonus, the difference in strength is so different."

"That's great, I will kill you now."

"Oh, don't come over!"

"..."

Russell automatically shielded quack quack, did not care to watch the goblin fight, still thinking about the intention of the main god.

Being able to return to the main **** space means that one of the two previous guesses can be overturned.

If the Lord God really feared his strength, after exiling him, he would not be pulling him back.

It is conceivable that his strength affects the balance. The reincarnations live in a world with him, and the blame is beaten by him, and it is impossible to measure the true level of others.

Not to mention, the possibility is very high, because he is too strong, so he was closed in a small black room.

But if this is really the case, just arrange a world, why not choose a real world?

Can't figure it out!

Long ago, Russell knew that the Lord God knew his existence, and believed that the Lord God knew that he knew ...

No longer, both sides know each other's existence.

This can be seen in two small copies of the Bronze God Tree and the Horror Cruise Ship.

Russell doesn't quite understand why the Lord God can tolerate his existence. If he is the Lord God, a spoiler like this, which has repeatedly broken the balance, will definitely be wiped out on the spot.

However, he did not, and he was given a number plate to let him participate in the ring game.

Of course, the obliteration does not exist, there are still some targets.

A good "Superwoman" was split into two pieces, which made him unwilling to be a scumbag. He could only grieve and scumbag the scumbag, which is the most powerful evidence.

The main **** is so sinful, so hard to read!

Despite his mouth, he can't justify it!

"He ~~ tui, the **** of garbage, really thought that this would defeat me?"

Russell disdained and whispered BB: "If you have the ability to split it again, it will split into a hundred ships, and I won't frown."

"Captain, what are you muttering about?"

The two goblins were still fighting, rolling into a ball on the double seat. Mu Xinxin did not want to be implicated in the scuffle, and flashed over to Russell.

"It's nothing. I just think the number plate is too treacherous and has been targeted."

Russell came out talking nonsense. It wasn't him bragging about it. Mu Xinxin was everywhere. He could just lie about it and find it impossible to find North.

Mu Xinxin also asked casually, heard Russell's answer, and thought for a moment, then replied: "Maybe this is to treat it differently. Captain you are so strong, and the special number is also reasonable."

"Well, the farts are average and need to be strengthened."

Russell nodded secretly for Shen Menghan's pity. The little brother next to him would not speak flattery at all, and the captain was really boring.

Unlike him, whether in Hydra or Olympus, there are always a group of flatterers around him that bother him.

That is to say, everyone is acquaintance, Russell has nothing to do as a friend, otherwise people would have been forked out.

"..."

Mu Xinxin asked for fun, rolled his pretty eyes, and looked at the battle on the big screen.

In the competition, the criteria for judging defeat are death, abstention and surrender. There is no time limit. The first 64 reincarnations of the war are half a catty. I am afraid it will take a long time.

"There are loopholes in the rules made by the Lord ..."

Russell frowned: "There is no time limit, which means that when the two of them hit halfway through, they can sit down and take a breath. They can even take a bath and change clothes, and fall asleep for three days and three nights."

"Uh, there shouldn't be such a silly samsara?" Mu Xinxin whispered.

"Yes, for example, when the two of us meet, I want to take a shower and change clothes, and take a nap by the way. What can you do?"

"Okay, I am that silly samsara."

Continuous deflation, Mu Xinxin gave up the idea of ​​chatting with Russell to pass the time, concentrated on watching the ring game.

Do not give up, hurt the body.

"Hey, you two, if you have time to tear your underwear, it is better to watch the game, it is to collect information from opponents, and if you are lucky, you will earn one."

Russell couldn't bear to watch the two sand sculptures committing the second, mainly because the two were giving him a problem. At that time, it would be better to add a beast to the scum man's infamy.

"The picture is too small, it is still a distant view, and it is not clear at all."

Duan Xinlan loosened the strap in his hand, snapped it on Guan Yin's shoulders, **** his scattered long hair, and instantly transformed into a high cold sister on the sofa.

Very good at it!

"Indeed, it would be nice if the picture was enlarged."

Guan Yin said to herself, pointing at the screen: "Look at the ring 15 on the fifteenth, it exploded constantly from the beginning, and it was definitely very lively."

The voice fell, the big screen jumped, the 15th window named by Guan Yin was enlarged and occupied the full screen, and the numbers of the two contestants were also marked.

"Eh, I can still choose a channel, it really looks like a surveillance room!"

Duan Xinlan gave it a try and reported several ring numbers in succession, and the pictures on the screen all switched in an instant.

"Voice-controlled, not at all."

Russell found a strange slot, and Xinlan and Guan Yin tore on the two-person sofa again, this time because they were fighting for the remote control.

Duan Xinlan wanted to see the No. 9 ring. Two warriors faced each other, fought with fists and fists to the flesh.

On the fifteenth ring, the gunner and the mechanic fought against each other, poked at Guan Yin, and said they would not give up.

No way, let's win!

Russell no longer thinks about the Lord God, and decides to take a championship casually to see what arrangements the Lord God has.

Of course, his attention was not put on the screen. He looked at the two goblin fights squintingly, that is, the notoriously close female, otherwise he would definitely step forward and go to war.

"Hey, it's my turn, the main **** reminded me to participate."

Hearing the prompting sound of the main **** in his mind, Guan Yin pushed away Duan Xinlan who was doing great things for himself, and rushed to the rear wall with the number plate.

At the same time, an identification projection emerged on the smooth and clean white wall.

She swiped the number plate, and a light door opened automatically. According to the label on the door, it was the No. 27 ring.

Russell silently remembered that he has always been a stand-alone player. Even if he was sent a garbled number, he could not hear the prompt of the Lord God in his mind.

"Quickly, on the 27th ring, I want to see her beaten."

"You are such a good teammate ..."

Looking at the screen switching on the big screen, Mu Xinxin was speechless.

Russell sat on the sofa steadily, picked up a cup of tea, and wanted to see how Guan Yin played.

Recognizing the projection reproduction on the wall, Duan Xinlan and Mu Xinxin looked at each other and shook their heads together.

"Don't look, it's not me."

"It's not me, the Lord God didn't prompt."

"Nonsense, the Lord God reminded me to fight, you must not hear the prompt tone, what kind of brain is this ..."

Russell put down the cup and shook his head again and again: "Ah, I'm worried for you!"

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