I was kidnapped by the system

After returning to the inn, ye Wuyou asked the waiter for a pot of wine and drank it. The system was not idle, and the prompt tone kept ringing.

Ye Wuyou opens the page and has a look.

Host: ye Wuyou

System: body of bad luck (opened)

Skill: nine immortals

Realm: first class martial arts teacher (junior rookie)

Rage value: 1250

……

So quickly, the anger value increased by a hundred. Two sunny dolls were much faster than one.

Ye Wuyou is not dazzled by victory, and his sense of crisis is still very strong.

If Yan family is excited and really sends more than 20 martial arts teachers, it will be a tragedy.

Before Yan's family comes, we still need to take precautions.

"System, I want to carry out the lucky turntable." the things in the mall are too expensive. Ye Wuyou can't afford to buy them. He can only retreat and try his luck with the lucky turntable.

A lucky turntable appeared in front of him, and ye Wuyou quickly chose to start.

"The sky is shining, the sky is shining, and the old gentleman must turn out good things." seeing the lucky turntable turning, ye Wuyou put his hands together and prayed quickly. "All the immortals passing by here must help me."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host on getting a big stick," the system warned when the pointer of the big turntable stopped in the area where the word "big stick" was written.

"Shit, what the hell? Why give me a big stick?" Ye Wuyou wants powerful props and divine martial arts. The system is good. Give yourself a big stick. What do you mean? Can't you fool yourself as a child, which makes Ye Wuyou very unhappy.

"Sweets can improve people's mood. It's a wonderful thing to eat a big stick when the host is in a bad mood," the system said.

"Wonderful, you big head ghost." Ye Wuyou said very upset. "Since you think it's so wonderful, how about I exchange you for God level martial arts with a big stick?"

"Did the host forget? The system does not support the replacement of goods." the system said impolitely. "I suggest the host drink six walnuts to replenish the brain."

"Your brain doesn't work well, and your whole family's brain doesn't work well." it's so annoying to say that your brain doesn't work well. Ye Wuyou took it back impolitely.

Ye Wuyou knows that the system is a pit of goods. Quarreling with him will not have results. Instead, he makes himself angry.

I'm too lazy to argue with the system. It's still business.

Looking at the lucky battle in front of him, ye Wuyou chose "start" again.

Fortunately, the big turntable began to rotate quickly. Ye Wuyou was not idle and continued to pray. "Whether it's the supreme old gentleman or all kinds of immortals, please help."

"Ding! Congratulations! The host has got a box of six walnuts." when the pointer of the large turntable stops in the area with the words' six walnuts', the system reminds again.

"What ghost?" Ye Wuyou was dumbfounded. He was really stressed by the system, and then said angrily. "What are you talking about?"

"It seems that this is providence," the system said solemnly. "Even God thinks that the host's brain is hard to use and needs to be well supplemented. The host should not go against God's will."

"God wants you to be a big head ghost. You're biting me." he used the big turntable twice and turned to some useless things, which made Ye Wuyou very angry. "Shouldn't you do it on purpose?"

"If you frame this system, you will be punished by heaven," the system said. "It seems that the host's luck is not very good today. My whole host still doesn't want to continue."

"The system is tired and needs to sleep."

The system is a small expert in promotion. Shouldn't you persuade yourself to consume more anger?

Why does the system not allow itself to consume? Is it because the system conscience can't find it.

I'd rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than the mouth of the system.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Does the system know that it will turn out good things next time, which will stop itself.

The more you think about it, the more likely you feel.

Ye Wuyou touched his chin and thought for a while. He thought he should gamble.

Looking at the lucky turntable in front of him, ye Wuyou chose "start" again.

Fortunately, the big turntable rotates quickly. Ye Wuyou doesn't pray this time. Instead, he stares at the big turntable in front of him to see what will turn out.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host on getting a bottle of Hengshui Laobaigan." the system warned.

"What's the situation? Shouldn't we turn to good things this time? How can we become a white-collar worker in Hengshui." Ye Wuyou was stunned. I don't know if it was the ghost of the system.

"The system has kindly reminded the host that you are not lucky now, so you don't play the lucky turntable. You don't listen. No wonder others." the system gloated.

Ye Wuyou is not a lord who will easily admit defeat. He doesn't believe it. His luck has been so bad.

Looking at the lucky turntable in front of him, ye Wuyou chose "start" again.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host on getting a bottle of Hengshui Laobaigan again." the system is full of schadenfreude reminders. "If you turn out a few spicy chicken feet, the host can have a good drink."

"Shut up." this crow's mouth, it's really infuriating to mention which pot doesn't open. "I don't believe it. My luck is so bad."

Ye Wuyou's little temper also came up. If he didn't turn to good things, he would never stop. Looking at the lucky turntable in front of him, he chose "start" again.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a bag of chicken feet with pickled peppers." the system warned.

Ye Wuyou's mouth twitched. Why is this crow's mouth so powerful? It can speak seriously every time, which makes Ye Wuyou angry.

After looking at his anger value, he found that there were only 750 points left, and he could make seven lucky turntables.

His eyes turned. Ye Wuyou crossed his heart and decided to bet all his anger values. He didn't believe it. He couldn't turn a good thing.

Looking at the lucky turntable in front of him, ye Wuyou ordered "start" seven times and planned to put all his eggs in one basket.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host on getting a chicken leg with soy sauce."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting an antidote pill."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host on getting a box of Jianwei Xiaoshi tablets."

……

Listening to the prompt sound constantly sounded by the system, ye Wuyou's mouth twitched more and more.

What are these things? They are not useful at all.

Now ye Wuyou doubts whether he is also infected with mildew, which leads to his bad luck.

It seems that you need to look at the Yellow calendar when you carry out the lucky turntable in the future. You'd better find a blind man to make a divination. Maybe you can turn out some good things.