In addition to Di Lingtian and Jun Mohuang, the girl in white and Luo Chen were lucky enough to draw the same number.
Mo Ranchen was in a group with Jin Ying'er, Chi Chi was in a group with Mo Xi, and Jin Yu was in a group with a silver dragon.
The other demon subordinates who followed from the Nine Netherworld either picked up companions who happened to be one of their own.
"Aran, we are a team."
Jin Yinger happily ran to Mo Ranchen and raised 138 in her hand.
Hehehe, it is indeed good that she has the blood of the golden dragon in her body. Senior Dragon Soul and God still favor her.
"Um."
A faint smile appeared on Mo Ranchen's lips, seeming to be satisfied with the result.
Thirty-two people were eliminated directly.
Among these thirty-two people, twenty-nine people were eliminated from the Dragon Clan, and three were eliminated from the Spirit Clan.
Only the people on Di Lingtian's side were so lucky that no one was eliminated.
The eliminated dragons and spirits looked at the Nine Netherworld with envy.
This time, the draw was hosted by Dragon Soul himself, and even the eliminated dragons were convinced.
As for the Spirit Tribe people, they dare not cause injustice.
Haha, this is the secret realm of Tianlong, and the old dragon soul is the will of countless dead dragons.
This kind of spirit body is very powerful in a specific place like Tianlong Secret Realm.
It's unfair because you think you've lived too long.
Everyone was envious of Di Lingtian's good luck, but Mo Yaxi was about to faint.
Mo Yaxi looked at the 149 written in black and white on the note in her hand, and then looked at Feng Yehan not far away holding the note with 149 in his hand. Mo Yaxi almost tore up the note in her hand. .
What kind of luck did she have? With so many people, she actually got the same number as Feng Yehan.
There must be something wrong with the way you got up and went out this morning!
"Who is No. 149?"
Feng Yehan waited for a long time and saw that everyone around him had found his companions and asked.
His voice was clear and airy, like an icy spring on a snow-capped mountain.
"I am."
Mo Yaxi gritted her teeth, walked to Feng Yehan, and showed him the numbers on the note.
Feng Yehan walked up to the girl next to him with a lavender pair. This girl was the girl who had behaved abnormally and was hiding from him just now.
Why is she hiding from him? He doesn't remember recognizing her.
Mo Yaxi faced Feng Yehan's gaze and worked hard to build herself up mentally.
What's the big deal? We're just going to be together for the time being.
She had changed her appearance now, and he did not recognize her.
No, even if she showed her true face now, he probably wouldn't be able to recognize her.
So, just be normal.
Thinking of this, Mo Yaxi felt a little uncomfortable.
She tried hard to adjust her emotions and looked at Feng Yehan with calm eyes.
She tried her best to ignore the emotional shock that face brought to her.
"My strength is very weak. I am only at the ninth level of Yuanjun Realm. I may keep holding you back along the way. You have to be mentally prepared."
"It doesn't matter, companions should help each other."
Feng Yehan looked into her calm eyes.
Maybe, it was just his illusion just now.
She was so calm now, her reaction just now probably had nothing to do with him.
Mo Yaxi dealt with this situation, and while she breathed a sigh of relief, a cold sweat broke out down her back.
Next, she just stood next to him, keeping a distance of more than one meter from him, and stopped talking.
Jun Mohuang and Mo Xi looked at Mo Yaxi's performance, and the more they watched, the more they felt there was something fishy.
(End of chapter)