Interstellar Counterattack Becomes a God

"Really waking up constantly!" When Xiao Luo woke up, he found him lying on a soft big bed. There was only one bed and a small round table in the room. If it weren't for the crystal chandelier and the beautiful furniture above his head The pattern shows the elegance, here is really like a slum.

Lifting off the thin white quilt and stepping on the fluffy carpet, Xiao Luo ignored his naked body and sat down at the small round table, just to see the outside through the window.

This place should be a high level. Seeing the endless, undulating green and the blue sky outside, his mood is much calmer. Whether it is joy, helplessness or anger, it has passed, and now his original master seems to be Became his current partner.

Thinking of this, his heart jumped a few times, Xiao Luo looked down at his hand, front and back, front and back, a blooming blue-purple epiphany in his palm. The things on the eyebrows not only reached the palm of the hand, but also changed the color, with a few leaves missing, there shouldn't be much difference.

Xiao Luo could feel the ample power in his body, and also saw the tower in the sea of ​​consciousness that had been illuminated with three floors and twenty-seven stars.

This is the kind of contract that resembles the sharing of life? I don't know if Shen Chu will tell myself. Pulling away, now that things have happened, we must look forward. And it seems that Shen Chu should be pretty good. If he can get his help, everything will go smoothly.

Except for the incident with Shen Chu, there are only two things.

There is no free lunch in the world, no matter what the cost of crossing rebirth is, there is no way to know now, let's put it aside for the time being. And the original owner shouldn't have any important relatives or friends, and then help the original owner's younger brother, and the cause and effect of the original owner can be almost finished.

Xiao Luo felt that his life was so simple, so he finished thinking about it in just two or three minutes.

Xiao Luo had no desire to sleep anymore, and was too embarrassed to go out naked, so she wrapped up a layer of quilt and planned to go out to have a look.

Before he opened the door, the door opened by himself, and Shen Ping outside the door was taken aback and returned to his smile.

"The old slave guessed that you were awake. I didn’t expect to catch up. Your clothes are in the closet. I don’t know what you like. They are all according to the young master. If you don’t like it, just tell the old slave, the old slave lets people Prepare it for you."

Xiao Luo asked Shen Ping to come in on his side. Shen Ping did not block the door when he saw it. He went in and put the plate in his hand on the small round table, then walked to the opposite wall, knocked, and the wall changed for a while and he came out. Several screens, on which were written combat, banquet, daily, and special, were the classification of clothing, and then Shen Ping continued: "This wall uses space folding technology. All the clothing for you and the young master are inside. You can go in. Change clothes."

Xiao Luo nodded, tightening the quilt and calmly walked to the daily screen. I'm afraid it's not a shopping mall. The rows of clothes are divided into different categories. There are also big clothes and small ones. Xiao Luo twitched his mouth and played the couple outfit.

There are too many clothes, Xiao Luo's lazy cancer guilty, after all, his clothes used to be what others gave him, and he didn't have the opportunity to go shopping.

He took a piece of clothing closest to him and put on it, a white shirt and light blue pants. Then, the top can be used as a skirt, and the trousers can be directly mopped on the floor. Reluctantly changed the small one. Looking at the delicate young man in the mirror, the clothes appeared to be taller and fairer. The small waist that was gripped by the Yingying is really uncomfortable, but I have to admit that it looks much more pleasing to the eye. Sure enough, people depend on clothes.

Walking out carrying the quilt and matching shoes, Xiao Luo didn't want to wear shoes for the time being, he wanted to step on the plush barefoot.