Chapter 185: Buy buy buy

Chen Wo woke up and he felt his head sinking.
The sound of the waves in the ear, and the sound of vaguely talking and laughing, the other ships pulling the movement of the sail anchor, it seems that this is on a boat, the ship is parked in the port.
Chen He closed his eyes and frowned at his brows.
- He seems to be a monk, a brother.
Except for the name, he seems to remember anything, and this is not good.
"Brother, where am I? What is going on?"
After Chen Wo carefully asked, he looked up and saw the face of Shi Yan. He was shocked for a while, and he did not speak for a long time.
The brothers are not too good to see...
Shi Yan also looked down on him: the younger brother from the fifteen years old to the present, still the same reaction.
"Brothers..." Chen Hegang spoke up, and a good voice came from outside the cabin:
"Supreme, the people of Liang Yange have arrived, and will be on board after a while. The sacred demon lord has returned. Will the sages not go to the mirage? It is really rare in the world, and it is all the rare things in the world. can not miss."
Mirage? Chen Wo was slightly moved, and he remembered all the names mentioned by the magician outside.
"Go away." Shi Jie got up and said warmly, "You are just doing the reason, you don't remember things for the time being."
Is that the case? Chen Wo is hesitant.
"You often do." Shi Yan said that he was half-truthful and relieved his brother. "But no one but me knows."
Chen Wo immediately believed.
"The brothers are relieved, I will not reveal flaws in front of others."
"..."
It is a subtle feeling that you want to laugh and can't.
"Well, only a few days, it will be fine."
Chen He nodded, but turned around but frowned: he has no internal injuries, the meridians have not been damaged, and the real yuan is unimpeded. How can it be the memory of the memory? It’s still recovering so quickly, it sounds awkward.
"Go, it's hard to get the South China Sea once, naturally go to the sea."
"Is the brother going with me?"
Interpretation and silence for a long while, Fang Zhanyan said: "Good."

The sea was full of boats, and the sails of various colors fluttered.
The outermost part is the mortal ship. The sails have sinuous words and are luxuriously decorated, but they are vulnerable in the eyes of the monks.
In the South China Sea, a water-avoiding pearl is hard to find, and the heads of overseas countries and the heroes of the heroic side will not hesitate to rob the blood, in order to be able to see the grand scene of the city.
It is a pity that their ship can only stop at the outermost place, and it is the latest.
For the sake of safety, these great men of the world are trying to invite the monks to go out with them.
What the high-ranking monks disdain to do is to make the repairs cheaper.
"National Division?"
An overseas meditation with a golden crown sarcastically said, "Which country, how many people have been brought, just got out of your anger."
"It may be a bare guy who can only call a mortal."
"Ha ha - hey!"
The laughter came to an abrupt end.
Zhan Yuanqiu is black face, behind him is a group... Hey, at least the magical repair of the Golden Age, there are no fifty and one hundred. There is also a sneak peek at the opposite side:
"Fanbang is widowed, Yelang is arrogant."
The overseas monks were dumbfounded and did not dare to speak out, and the gang of Zhan Yuanqiu was so vast that it was only heard.
Not long after, the people who came to the mirage of the city knew that there were a group of Central Plains monks.
Occasionally, I can see a few foreign monks in previous years, but all those who come in without a door must take a downwind boat. How can there be such a high profile?
"I heard that there is a fierce battle in the Central Plains. There are several major sects in the right way, and there are magic roads... I am going to fight?"
"Right, it seems to be looking for treasure?"
"You are all ignorant, this is something! It is related to Donghai Yuanlou!"
Half of the people immediately booed, they are not monsters, the strength is thin, they can not be tempted by the Yuanlou.
"Liang Yange and Yuanlou are on!"
"Hey, there is no door to talk. The mirages gather, just hit the Lord and see what you do?"
Then the remaining half did not say anything.
When Chen He came out, there was a boat going to the side of the ship. Inside, a strange man, speaking in a strange accent, also brought many gifts to the "national teacher".
"These mortals, quickly sent." The sorcerer said impatiently.
The magic repairers returned with full load, and they were in a good mood, except for Zhan Yuanqiu who found hundreds of thousands of older brothers.
"Chen Gongzi."
"Sir!"
The demons did not dare to ask where the release and Chen He were going, but some of the Yuzhou Mo Xiu took the initiative to come over and said that the mirage was worth a change, a rare good thing to see.
When the eyes were swept away, the man closed his mouth.
On the face of the cracker, the latter did not find Chen He's strange, nodded directly to them: "Mrs. Liang and Shendao are still in the future, Liang Yange's subordinates, seeing Zhan Yuanqiu is also."
"Can the Central Plains have a message?"
"No, I heard that the Western Region hurricane sages have been aided, and the Red Xiong sects have been beaten." The singer of the sacred sacred sorrow, this thing that seems to be earth-shattering by others, is nothing more than the devil.
"The hurricane got a counselor, or -" Shi Wei first thought of Zhao Weiyang.
"I heard that it was the destruction of the Akasaka sect.
It is increasingly confirmed that this is the ghost of Zhao Weiyang.
It’s just that they are in the South China Sea, and the Western Region’s affairs are beyond their reach.
"Wait back to the Central Plains."
Interpretation turned around and found that Chen Wo did not care about it. In fact, he listened to everything in his ear and remembered it.
How long have you not seen such a younger brother?
In Heiyuan Valley, because there is no beading, Chen He often shows such a look. Chen He was still small at that time, and it is not clear that he still has to forget tomorrow.
The release did not stop Chen He, the bead was sealed, today, tomorrow... Everything that happened in the Mirage, Chen He would not remember. So just right, the younger brother will not be annoyed afterwards.
"Go away."
Released a smile, took out a sapphire ball made in the cabin and stuffed it into the sleeve.
A whole box of jade in the Heiyuan Valley seems to add a few more.

As soon as I entered the sea, the snoring was a little smaller.
The bottom of the ship, which is densely covered with sea, covers the daylight.
The light leaking in the gap is bright, like a dream.
The wide purple seaweed leaves fluttered with the waves, as big as the fan, and more brown kelp hangs down from the reef, like a dense curtain, and a little bit of a little bit, the colorful fish caught in shock.
They are destined to be disturbed.
The "curtain" was uncovered, and the bright pearls were suddenly revealed inside.
The huge coral reefs are fan-shaped, and the pearls are dumped by people from different parts of the coral reef. Due to the barrier of the sea, they fall very slowly and become the light source floating here.
A bead is not bright enough, thousands of them? They are scattered, not dense, but illuminate every corner, and can be seen as a result of careful calculations, a string of beautiful bubbles in the sea.
Rain Bell Lin night is returned to Qin, and the smoke is floating.
The night of the half-hearted thoughts of tears, sprinkled with the gift of the old man.
The fishtail squats on the coral reef and sings a long, twisting song.
The sleek sleek satin in their hands hangs down, and as the sea is agitated, one is beautiful.
The pearls landed on the white sea sand, some parked there, illuminating the ground, and the others were lifted by the scorpions, and slowly floated.
The monks talked about the passing of laughter, and occasionally stopped to buy a few.
The most in front of the monks are the mortals who used the water-avoiding beads, the clothes are not wet, and they seem to stand in the air bubbles. Most of them are fat, staring at the monks with greedy eyes, and those gorgeous satin. .
The medicine that prolongs life, the beauty that is not in the world, has seen and won one of them, it is worthwhile.
"This is even more spectacular than the Donghai Liang Yange!"
"Donghai? Chen Gongzi has seen." Yuzhou magic repairers have laughed.
Chen He was snoring and they suddenly felt a little helpless.
His own sage does not speak, his younger brother also took the wrong medicine today, cold face, difficult to serve.
The monks saw the distant release of Chen He, and immediately the eyes lit up. These were born in the South China Sea, and they grew up in the mirage, and the sorrows of life and worry are more than the same family.
They are carrying a gorgeous satin, singing softly and smiling like a flower:
Haibo’s shadows are sloppy, and Xiao Lang is like a guise.
The hand is like jade, cut into gold cloth.
The stranger is like jade, and the son is unparalleled.
Can't go with you, but ask for a cover.
Chen He looked up, and the monks laughed even more happily. This kind of good-looking monk bought the cloth they had hand-woven to make clothes and how good they were.
"Brother."
Chen He found that the release of the cockroach really stopped to look at the cloth, and said with a sullen, "I don't lack clothes."
"You are missing, you don't remember."
"..."
Interpretation knows that Chen He is awkward, and he said, "Don't worry, they just want to sell cloth. Even if you want to take them away, they will not agree."
how about you? Are they willing to refuse?
Chen Wo almost blurted out, but fortunately, and silently wrapped around the other side.
The coral reefs are natural caves and winding steps.
Many monsters talk and laugh in the human form or the truth.
Countless treasures, exotic fragrances, crystal clear ice-blocked spirit grass, sapphire gemstones, and fine jade stones are placed on the stalls like garbage.
The South Sea monsters, come to the sea, and the human monks will be slower for half a month, the monsters can earn all kinds of spirits from humans, and the monks can also find many treasures.
Some of the heavens and earth treasures are long in the deep sea, and it is difficult to find them, and many ore forged magic weapons are not all on the shore.
The corpse of the demon beast, the relics of the monks, and the things that the mirage does not sell.
"Swallowing whales, is there anything you want?" Three or four gray little guys huddled together and their eyes didn't open.
"Some small monsters are also sold?"
"Chen Gongzi, we just inquired, you guessed it, the parents who sell the monsters are their parents. And sell yourself to the monks as pets?" Mo Xiu said this face of surprise.
Some of the monsters want to have fun, some are in order to practice, and more are born with poor qualifications, can not practice smoothly, put in the sea, but can not survive to adulthood in the cruel fight.
"No, I heard that as long as the contract with the monk does not hurt each other, the price is good to discuss, it is like a white." Another magic is very envious, because some of the monks in the past have got it, "as long as you look at the eye !"
I saw one of the gray fat balls, with my tail, and slammed into a robe that passed by the monk.
"Leave step!! Wait, my son likes you, is there a pet? Is there a lack of a partner? Is it a mount?"
The stall owner looked like a happy face and went to death.
"My son is a mortal body, can't practice, but our swallowing whales are also very powerful in the sea. You get along well. When you are old, the beast is the biggest snuggle."
The monk looked awkward: "This is... I am sorry, I want to buy a dragon crab! It is there!"
Chen Wo followed and looked up and saw the large blue sea crab on the coral reef.
"A trip to the deep sea pearl, give my brother a fresh fish and shrimp every day, can't do not want to take my brother!" The stall owner selling crabs is facing the people around.
"Hey, a crab, greedy and snooze, spoiled, nothing can be done!" The swallowing whale was furious. "Where is better than my son?"
The monk honestly said: "But it has countless brothers! It has a large face and a wide range of influences."
The author has something to say: Donghai monks buy apprentices, Nanhai monsters sell sons ←_← Painting style harmony?
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