The Last Valkyrie: The Myth of the Deity of All Peoples Comes

Someone cleared Shiva.

Either a bug is stuck, or a very awesome character is drawn.

Same as yourself.

Not for evolution, Ye Feng believes that he will be faster.

Ye Feng thought for a while, and sent a message: 【Do you know his name? 】

[I'll go, you don't even know my elder brother's name? 】

Just then.

The arrogant words caught Ye Feng's eyes.

Ye Feng laughed and said: [Oh?What's your elder brother's name? 】

【Cut, wasn't my elder brother's name on the announcement just now?Are you blind? 】

Ye Feng was speechless.

Such steel bars, if in reality.

Appointed to be killed by himself.

Besides, he'll let it go.

The problem is that his big brother is awesome.

This is ridiculous.

Glancing at the name.

It's actually called Li Gang.

You are really strong.

But here, Ye Feng didn't want to talk to him anyway.

He ignored it, and others couldn't see it.

[Hehe, I think you are blind, didn't you see who this is? 】

[That's right, this is Ye Feng Benye, the first person to win four consecutive victories. 】

Li Gang: [Hehe, so what about Ye Feng, my eldest brother has won five consecutive victories. 】

[That's indeed a five-game winning streak. 】

[What's the matter, it's a shame to meet such a dog leg. 】

[Ye Feng, you are also winning five consecutive victories now, right? 】

Unexpectedly, there are enthusiastic netizens helping me.

It seems at this stage.

He is a celebrity after all.

Just when Ye Feng wanted to continue chatting.

The private chat kept beating.

At this time, Liu Mang should have been beating Shiva.

It can't be him.

In doubt, Ye Feng opened a private chat.

It's a strange name.

Chen Zhiyuan.

The name looks very artistic.

Chen Zhiyuan: [Ye Feng, I am Chen Zhiyuan, I heard you are asking for my name?Remember me, I am the one who overcomes you. 】

At the end of the sentence, he actually posted an emoji wearing a cuckold and hanging a cigarette.

There are as many debts as there are debts.

Ye Feng completely ignored his meaning.

He shook his head and turned it off.

Ye Feng: "Boring."

Again, what's the use of silent shouting here?

However, he remembered the name, Chen Zhiyuan.

From the dog legs, we can see the essence of the owner.

When you become a god in the future, let's see who abuses whom.

Ye Feng didn't believe it, after playing thirteen games, he was still here.

This kind of person just gives him face, and he rubs against him.

Push your nose up your face.

But people are not forgiving.

The private chat is beating again.

Chen Zhiyuan: 【Why, stop talking?Cowardly? 】

Chen Zhiyuan: [Do you want to make a bet? 】

Chen Zhiyuan: [Who will win the six-game winning streak first? 】

Chen Zhiyuan: [What?Don't dare?Also, I won before you, you may have just won, I believe, you dare not. 】

Ye Feng smiled.

He replied: [Okay, what a gamble. 】

Chen Zhiyuan: [Item: Mard Banner (directly draw from a designated character in the card.) This item can be traded. 】

Ye Feng was startled.

This thing is too powerful, right?

Nima, I'll just pick a saint, that's not against the sky.

Chen Zhiyuan: 【This is the item I gave you for my five consecutive victories. How about it? Take out the corresponding item and make a bet with me. 】

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth.

Small drama.

He didn't believe that if he won, he would give it to himself for free.

this game.

There's no fair way to say that.

However, it's okay to play with him.

Ye Feng: [Okay, I agree to bet. 】

Afterwards, "Arale's Shit Stirring Stick" was sent to Chen Zhiyuan.

Chen Zhiyuan thought for a while, and replied: [Okay, your props are a bit short, but it's okay, let's make up for the time difference between you and me, how about it? 】

Chapter 32

how is it?

You might as well get whoring for nothing.

But Ye Feng didn't expose it either.

Anyway, I just said it casually.

If you lose, you won't really give it to him.

On the other side, Chen Zhiyuan's breathing had already started to become short.

"This thing is really good, I must get it."

It is different from Ye Feng's pursuit of card quality.

What Chen Zhiyuan pursues is the speed of victory.

For him, Ye Feng's props were tailor-made for him.

Disappear the divine power of the gods.

It also means that you can win in an instant.

Of course, both are pregnant.

If you win you are awesome, I will give props to count as my loss.

Ye Feng: [Okay, I agree. 】

Chen Zhiyuan sneered.

He just wanted to announce the news on World Channel.

If Ye Feng does not comply.

At least his reputation is going to stink.

There are more than a dozen people on my side.

You can play tricks even if you lose.

That's the skin.

But at this time.

A voice suddenly rang in the ears of both of them at the same time.

(Ding, ding, contestant Ye Feng VS contestant Chen Zhiyuan, the contract is established.)

(Contract content: Whoever wins six consecutive victories in the shortest time is the winner.)

(Contract Rewards: Mard Banner, Arale's Shit Stirring Stick.)

(Competition, start now, time.)

Above their heads, a timer began to appear.

For an instant.

Both were dumbfounded.

All the contestants who participated in the coming of the myth were dumbfounded.

Because of this announcement, it was actually a full-screen announcement.

Everyone got the message.

Ye Feng murmured to himself: "Hold the fuck, it's too big."

As if thinking of something.

Quickly opened the package.

Sure enough, Alare's shit-stirring stick in the package had turned gray.

There is also a lock sign.

Click once to mark that it cannot be used.

It seems that this time, it's really playing for real.

Ye Feng's eyes lit up: "Haha, good good good, free equipment."

He is very confident in himself.

the other side.

Chen Zhiyuan encountered the same problem.