Lu Chen, a social animal, penetrated into the cultivation version of Douluo Continent and tied it to the sign-in lottery system to seize the chance of Tang San, the destined son. The fairy grass, soul bones, and beauty were all cut off, and they stepped on Tang San's pride all the way to the throne. The more Tang San felt aggrieved, the happier he felt.
Bite! Sign in successfully and get the soul bone attached to the Eight Spider Spear x 1!
Lu Chen looked at the shining golden rewards on the system panel and laughed out loud.
At this moment, Tang San was still hunting soul beasts and searching hard for his first soul ring.
And the opportunity he dreamed of most had already been intercepted.
"Tang San, Tang San, your destiny is just my points."
In this life, the script of Destiny's Child——
Let me rewrite it.
