Only a big brain can become a god

Ye Yun is a legend in the Sixth Bureau.

The sixth bureau, a special organization, used to be the gathering place for the top soldiers of the major armies. Since the emergence of supernatural beings, they have occupied these seats.

The strength of supernatural beings is beyond ordinary people, but Ye Yun is different.

Breaking the ban with martial arts, at the peak of Dawu at the age of 20, his combat power is inferior to many supernatural beings.

According to the legend, Ye Yun's physique has not been seen for thousands of years. He is a martial arts ghost, and he can enter the Tao by virtue of martial arts and soar through the sky.

People don't believe in things like entering the Tao and ascending to the top, but Ye Yun's martial arts background and strength are obvious to all.

It's a pity that Ye Yun doesn't have the ability to awaken, even if it's an A or B-level ability, it can make her one of the top six rounds.

The three of them immediately decided to leave the bottle of awakening potion to Ye Yun.

At this moment in Los Angeles, everyone fell into madness.

At this time, there was only one person, overjoyed and astonished to the point of screaming, but it was not because of any chance.

"Yo! It's up!"

"Ouch, it's gone up again!"

"This level of shock is like jumping on a rocket!"

"Haha, got rich!"

On the panel, the single-digit growth rate of the shock degree is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and the full ten thousand is converted into fantasy points.

So far, Lu Le has earned all the fantasy points consumed, and there is still a surplus.

Never be satisfied with the status quo!
Lu Le suddenly restrained his smile.

This relic can only be said that Lu Le found a way, but he didn't make much money.

Lu Le's idea is to create the ruins one at a time, while constructing the second world, and go hand in hand.

The fantasy points consumed will be sky-high, but Lu Le is not in a hurry and is going to take his time.

Now that there is a big fantasy system, money, power and so on will all be floating clouds.The only goal is to fantasize and put it into practice. The sense of accomplishment satisfies Lu Le.

At this time, Lu Le had already imagined the theme and content of the next ruin in his mind.

However, the ruins of Los Angeles have just begun, the good show is still to come, the degree of shock will become higher and higher, so don't rush to start planning the next ruins.

Lu Le walked out of the room. He wanted to go around and feel his masterpiece.

Luo Xue is an orphan. She has seen through human nature since she was a child, and she must be strong in self-reliance. At the age of 20, she should be a college student, but she already has her own shop in the most prosperous Golden Street in Los Angeles.

Luo Xue has many suitors, because of her appearance, those big stars on TV are all three points inferior.But Luo Xue has never been in love, that kind of unrealistic thing is far less beautiful than money.

The changes in Luo City, from panic at the beginning, to composure, to the current frenzy, Luo Xue's heart was full of waves, but there was no change on the surface.

She is very eager for this power to change herself, longing for this kind of strength and feeling that can make her transcend others.

On the wooden box not far in front of you, there are two bottles of potions, one fluorescent green and one sky blue.

Luo Xue wanted to take it for herself, but not far from her, a man also saw these two bottles of medicine, and greed and desire flashed in his eyes.

Luo Xue had seen this kind of look a lot. The man opposite not only wanted the medicine, but also wanted her.

Luo Xue gritted her teeth and rushed towards the two bottles of medicine. She firmly believed that the one in her hand was her own!

The weakness of women does not refer to women's ideas or social status, but is passed down from ancient times. The average physical strength of women is far from that of men.

Although Luo Xue usually exercises regularly, her explosive power is far inferior to that of the man not far away.

Taking advantage of the distance, Luo Xue took the sky-blue potion into her hand first, and when she wanted to get the bottle of bright green potion, a big hand took a step ahead.

"Little sister, do you still want to have it all to yourself? Be a human being and stay on the sidelines, so we can meet each other in the future!" The man smiled wretchedly.

Luo Xue tightly held the medicine bottle in her hand, staring at the man intently.

The man didn't care, opened the medicine bottle in his hand, raised his head and drank it.

Luoxue's heart tightened, the little boy in the image immediately turned into a man of steel after drinking the potion, what would happen to the man in front of him if he drank it?

What if he plots something wrong?
Do you want to drink it?

Luo Xue was a little hesitant. She wanted both of these bottles of potion because there was an important person who needed this potion.

With supernatural powers, you should not be afraid of serious diseases!

"what!"

A painful wail made Luo Xue's heart tighten, and he saw two lines of blood flowing out of the man's nostrils, and he was clutching his nose and rolling over in pain.

Finally, after a long time, the man stood up tremblingly, his nose and mouth seemed to be ventilated, and he was so uncomfortable that he was dying.

Nose hair hardens, what kind of supernatural power is this? !

The man was so angry that he wanted to flip the table.

She gave Luo Xue a hard look, turned around and left.

What kind of supernatural power is this?
Luo Xue was dumbfounded.

Seeing the miserable appearance of that man, Luo Xue hesitated, should this bottle of potion be kept?Can you drink it?

At this time, the three little yellow hairs staggered over from a distance, saw Luo Xue from a distance, and the three of them looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

At the same time, an unknown fire burned in the abdomen, and the three of them trembled.

"Little sister, what are you thinking about?" One of them hurried forward in small steps, and when he got closer, he could smell the fragrance of Luo Xue's body, and couldn't help but feel even hotter.

Luo Xue came back to her senses suddenly, and took a few steps back.

Just now he lost his mind thinking about it, now he looked around at the three people surrounding him, so he couldn't understand what was going on.

That kind of look, even worse than that of the man just now, is almost naked.

Luo Xue's heart tightened, she opened the potion in her hand without hesitation, raised her head and drank it.

"My little sister doesn't know that many abilities are rubbish, right?" The shortest man among the yellow hair smiled lewdly, and waved his arm into a blade. Here's to being happy."

This sentence made the other Huangmao frown. He just got a "speed" ability, but it only broke through the limit of human beings.

The speed he is proud of, in front of the big brother whose hands have turned into blades, is the speed of a turtle.

With yellow hair on the blade, the double daggers turned into knives and rushed towards Luo Xue.

He has a sense of propriety in his heart, and he knows how to take pity on Jiaohua, just to scare her, not to hurt anyone.

As it was approaching, Luo Xue suddenly opened his eyes, the ice blue pupils flashed a chill.

What's in those eyes?Sadness, despair, loneliness, helplessness...

Chilling, chilling through the body, biting cold.

The blade yellow hair trembled involuntarily, his jaw chattered, and his face was full of fear.

The two yellow hairs in the back couldn't see the face of the blade, and seeing the elder brother shaking non-stop, they couldn't help looking at each other and laughing: "Brother, you wouldn't hand in your gun after just two glances, hahaha..."

Suddenly, the cold wind and sleet hit our faces.

The yellow hair on the blade that bore the brunt instantly turned into an ice sculpture.

The two yellow hairs couldn't laugh anymore, they shivered with horror on their faces.

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't get up. Looking down, his legs were frozen; he wanted to raise his head, but he couldn't, because his neck was frozen.

With horror and astonishment on their faces, the two turned into ice sculptures.