Chapter 1065: Little don't win newlyweds
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Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman
- Luan Shi Kuang Dao
- 1434 characters
- 2021-04-11 04:25:49
In the hall were the shopkeepers and the victims of the big beast source beast skeletons at the transfer station on the fourth floor. There were a total of sixteen people, all of whom had a high status, and were all decent figures.
The combined forces of these people accounted for more than 70% of the market share of the entire fourth-tier transfer station purchase station.
The purpose of looking for Qinglei is also very simple.
I hope Qinglei can call out and raise his arms, calling on everyone to unite, monopolize the market, and buy at low prices during the election contest.
Because during this time, as the contestants gathered, a large number of them entered the abyss to hunt down the abyssal beasts, either to sharpen their moves, or to accumulate killing intent in the future, or to save money to buy equipment and other reasons, which directly led to circulation in the market. The number of beast sources and skeletons has increased greatly.
To put it simply, the business has entered its peak season.
Someone wants to take the opportunity to make a big profit, so they want to jointly lower the price.
Moyuanzhai is one of the well-known big shops in the transfer station on the fourth floor, and it is the largest shop of [Ore Lord], so all the shopkeepers and shopkeepers are gathered in the backyard. I hope Qinglei, the new shopkeeper, can Be the one who cheered.
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as the manager of Qing Lei is the first to speak up, he can be famous."
"Yes, you can't miss the opportunity, and you won't lose it again."
"Girl Qinglei's new palm Moyuanzhai, it is just when we need prestige. Those of us are willing to listen to the girl's instructions and wave the flag for you."
The shopkeepers are still persuading.
Qinglei’s beautiful goose egg face was full of embarrassment, but she did not compromise in her attitude. She just shook her head again and again and said: "The little girl is not qualified for this important task."
A group of old guys bullied her and thought she was so foolish. The so-called Bo fame obviously dug a hole to make her jump. How could Qing Lei fail to see through such calculations.
She vaguely felt that in this matter, someone deliberately dug a hole behind her back.
is deliberately harming her.
just unite so many shopkeepers and shopkeepers in one go. Who is it that has so much energy?
"Girl Qinglei, don't shirk such good things."
Ji Baxiao, the treasurer from the [Fortune Hall], touched his beard and smiled and said, "It’s better to do this. This matter is set for the time being. When we all go back, we will do what we just discussed, Miss Qinglei. You don’t even have to come forward, just let us do it, just use your reputation..."
The voice did not fall.
咻!
A black long sword pierced through the air and inserted it into the black brick under his feet.
buzzing.
The sword body buzzed and vibrated.
A piece of hair cut off, falling from the top of Ji Baxiao's head.
coolness came.
Ji Baxiao reached out his hand subconsciously.
felt a piece of broken hair again.
The shiny top of the head suddenly appeared.
Ji Baxiao's face was ashes in an instant, staying in place, not daring to move.
The expressions of all the people present suddenly changed wildly.
A cold and stern voice came: "One more compelling sentence, the next sword, it is not the hair that is cut."
"Who?"
The eighth season of the season trembled and authentic.
And Qing Lei's face showed joy in an instant, and she rushed out of the hall regardless.
Outside the door.
Lin Beichen, with tattered white armor, with a smile in his eyes, stood in the courtyard with his arms open.
Qinglei rushed into his arms without any hesitation.
In this scene, Ji Baxiao and the others, who came out of the hall, had complex expressions and endless expressions, and they didn't know what to say.
Many people know Lin Beichen.
knows that this is the character who stepped down Gai Siye from the horse in a single thought, and became a brother of Qin Shou with [Jingjie Beast].
is also the reason why Qinglei can rise up.
Someone has talked about these two people's rumors.
I didn't expect this couple of dogs and men to be so naked.
"Fuck me all."
Lin Beichen held the jade in his arms, feeling the warmth of the warm fragrant soft jade, his eyes swept across the people at the entrance of the hall, and there was suffocation: "Whoever dares to do things indiscriminately under the banner of my Qinglei, just wait for the dog to fall... …Don’t say it is unpredictable."
Lin Beichen, who had just returned from the [Death Valley] battlefield, carried a iron spirit on his body.
Such words, speaking from his mouth, seemed to be a sharp knife in a crypt, and suddenly lay across the necks of Ji Baxiao and others, as if they were going to cut off their heads in the next instant.
Ji Baxiao and others, the gods took it for him, and the souls ran away.
For a while, no one dared to refute.
"Farewell."
Ji Baxiao took the lead, and 15 shopkeepers and shopkeepers left together.
In the backyard, there were only Lin Beichen and Qing Lei left.
"You are back, great."
Qinglei's tears of excitement almost flowed down at this time, and plump red lips came up directly.
She knows the danger of the God’s Choice contest.
The darling of the gods who can go to the end can be said to be a collection of thousands of glory, and the clouds have been straight up ever since.
But the road the contestants walked was accompanied by blood, bones and death.
Tens of thousands of contestants, how many people survived in the end, and how many people stood on the top?
The death rate in the God’s Choice Contest is too high.
Even if he knew that Lin Beichen was extremely powerful, but Qing Lei Guan Ji was chaotic, he couldn't help but worry.
Seeing that the person in my heart is wearing a shabby armor, but still returning safely, Qing Lei's hanging heart finally completely returned to her belly. She was extremely excited, feeling the evil spirit of Lin Beichen and the tiredness in her spirit. Offer a sweet kiss on the initiative.
A shallow shadow drifted out of the shadow behind Lin Beichen.
Lin Beichen shook the hand of the murderer's sword, directly pressed the front of the little young woman, then untied the belt and explored directly inside.
"Go to the house."
Qing Lei said quickly in Lin Beichen's ear.
Lin Beichen held up the half-dressed young woman, like a gust of wind, and rushed into the exclusive lounge of the owner of Moyuanzhai.
A simple array of interest-trapping gleams.
On the bed in the lounge, it's already happy together.
The little young woman's breathless voice continued.
Lin Beichen frantically carried out'Stealing Skills, Immortal Grip, Quick Pulling Guns, Crazy Growth, Deadly Rhythm, Dragon Impact, War Rhythm, Phase Diving, Holy Gun Baptism, Letting Bullets Fly, Energy Pouring, Perfection The process of curtain call, withering, restlessness, and repeating the old tricks.
after a full hour.
The gust of wind and rain in the lounge gradually stopped.
After another cup of tea, Qing Lei, a well-dressed young woman, walked out of the lounge with a blushing blush, and looked at the mirror in the outer hall to tidy up her face.
"You take a break first, and the slave family will take care of the business in the shop."
Her voice is slightly hoarse and authentic.
"Okay, after get off work, let's go to Xiaomeilou for dinner together."
Lin Beichen's voice came from inside.
Xiaomeilou?
The little young woman, Qing Lei, flushed, nodded and said, "Yes."
Lin Beichen said again: "By the way, a guy named Qianlong will come to me in a while and let him go directly to the backyard."
"Ok."
Qinglei promised to walk outside.
After walking a few steps, she seemed to think of something, and sighed gently at her jade hand, and after smelling it, Qiao's face suddenly flushed again, she returned, and took out a few tea leaves from the tea pot on the table. After chewing it in his mouth, he rinsed his mouth with hot water for several times before finishing his appearance and going to the front yard to take care of the business in the shop.
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