Cui Yu ordered Fan Wuji: "You go and prepare six notes, five short and one long. Whoever can draw the long one will be the winner of the prize."

Fan Wujiu, who was wearing black from beginning to end, nodded, grabbed a piece of paper, and waved his hand and turned into six strips of paper.

He held the note in his hand, walked to Ruan Ling and six others, and said coldly: "Please."

He glanced at Ruan Ling.

At this time, the fifth day of the New Year jumped over: "I'll draw first!"

She quickly pulled out a note from Fan Wujiu.

The note is short.

She showed disappointment.

Ye Xiaoxiao walked over with a crutch and reached out to suck one.

A long note of paper.

After a comparison came over the fifth day of the lunar month, he said disappointedly: "It seems that we are all short."

Yang Laokuan said with a smile: "This method is very good, it is effortless and fair. Then, I will be the next one."

He bowed to Fan Wujiu, then stared at the remaining three notes, carefully picked for a long time, and finally carefully pulled out one.

Ah, it's still short.

He shook his head, smiled helplessly, and crushed the note.

Gan Die walked over lazily and pulled one out casually.

Still short.

Everyone looked at Ruan Ling.

She won.

Qin Jingrong was very happy.

No matter who wins, it is his subordinate. Besides, he has always been willing to let Ruan Ling take over as the City God, and she won the reward, so he was even happier.

The other judges looked at Ruan Ling with a little solemn expression.

Cui Yu smiled and said, "It seems that my vision is still good. Ruan Ling, you won the suggestion you made by yourself in the end."

Everyone was whispering in their hearts.

But I can't say anything.

They are all compared under the eyes of everyone. Although the final draw depends on luck, sometimes luck is also part of strength.

If you lose, you lose.

Most people still can afford to lose.

Cui Yu said: "After the assessment is over, Ruan Ling, you stay and I will take you to see Lord Pluto."

Ruan Ling was shocked.

Meet Pluto?

The others were also in an uproar.

Cui Yu raised his hand, interrupted everyone's discussion, and said, "Pluto will give her this reward in person."

Someone couldn't help asking: "Is she the only one who has the honor of meeting Lord Pluto?"

"That's right." Cui Yu glanced at him and said indifferently, "Master Pluto has a noble status and is busy with affairs. Do you want to meet each of you? Only the one with the best luck is qualified to meet."

Everyone was speechless.

But Ruan Ling suddenly didn't want this reward anymore.

That's Pluto.

Not an ordinary little shrimp.

If he finds out that his origin is unknown, will he kill himself with one finger?

Ruan Ling dared not take this risk.

She whispered: "Judge Cui, I have a humble status and have no knowledge. I am afraid that I will taint the eyes of Lord Pope and make him angry. Just give me the prize, so don't bother him."

Cui Yu looked at her and said with a smile: "You are so beautiful, maybe Lord Pluto likes you when you see him. How could you get angry? Are you going to disobey the order?"

"Don't dare."

"Then it's settled!" Cui Yu didn't allow her to speak, so he settled down directly.

Ruan Ling frowned.

Chu Wu whispered: "Sister Ruan, if you don't want to go, why don't I help you?"

"Will you?"
Chapter completed!