Chapter 945: Words

These things seemed quite arbitrary to him. Now that he has made up his mind, under normal circumstances, he is unlikely to make changes.
Now that you have decided to use Ren Dong, you should trust him.
After half an hour.
"Three times of Taoism...I was promoted! I was promoted to three times of Taoism..."
"It's so fast...so comfortable!"
"Thank you Master!"
After an hour.
"Four times of Taoism..."
"Five times the Tao..."
"Seven times of Taoism!"
Ren Dong shouted that in the end even his breath became hurried.
It’s false to say that you’re not nervous. It’s from the heart. There is a sense of urgency and tension.
The ghost knows how long he has been looking forward to this day!
To be honest, the ghost knows how much time and energy it took him to be promoted to secondary status.
It is not until today that he discovered how easy it is to get promoted.
It took so little time to advance from secondary Dao realm to seven Dao realm?
All these years of hard work suddenly became meaningless.
Ren Dong's eyes shed "exposure" in the corner of his eyes, and he knew very well who contributed to the day.
Ren Dong’s eyes gradually glanced at Fang Qi, who was too much surprise and help in his life path.
The feeling of suffocation and anger that was once forced into war slavery turned into nothingness, and now he saw Fang Qi had only one feeling, as if he had seen his biggest benefactor.
"Master... Thank you for the grace of reconstruction!"
Ren Dong knocked on the ground several times, the smiles on his face gradually piled up, and the excitement he showed could not be explained by words.
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It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the grace of reconstruction.
"It's okay..."
"Just get promoted, let's do some miscellaneous."
Fang Qi waved his hands, his face was very casual. If someone else saw it, he would be shocked. What's special, your family is a seven-time Taoist strong?
This is a master at the later stage of the Taoism!
This kind of existence is considered a master in the boundary city.
After entering the army, at least he is also the commander in charge of thousands of troops.
Such an identity is here, and there is no need to talk about unnecessary nonsense.
But here in Fangqi, the so-called late cultivation of Dao Dao, the so-called joint captain rank, all do not work! He didn't recognize this at all!
"Old Baitou, don't have any ideas? When we earn some more Xianshi, we can all get promoted."
Fang Qi walked over and scattered a cigarette to Lao Baitou.
Speaking of these people, Fang Qi has the best relationship with Lao Baitou.
His life can be preserved to this day, at least half of the credit of the old man.
If there are difficulties, we will not be able to share them if we become blessed? Isn't this nonsense?
"Hey! My old bones, do you still care about this?"
"I think in your eyes, is this the image?"
"Your boy! Just uneasy! I'm not that pedantic! You can rest assured!"
"Put your heart in your stomach! Me! With such a cigarette, I am satisfied in my heart. As for the rest, I really don't care!"
The old white head waved his hand, his face calm.
Then he picked up the cigarette and smoked it again, and the gesture seemed quite enjoyable.
Fang Qi chuckled and secretly thought he was thinking too much.
If the old white-headed person is really that kind of person, he wouldn't be associated with him to this point...