: 1717 The lost witch and the person who came to the door...

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In the that was spread out of the mouth, it is said that there are more than thirty gold coins that are like a strong radiance. It is as dazzling as if the entire shrine is illuminated, so that the eyes of the spiritual dream I stared at it and never moved away.
If the eyes of the spiritual dream become two symbols of ‘¥’, then this scene is interesting.
"Gold... Gold coins..." Looking at a gold coin in the bag on the table, Ling Meng had some difficult openings.
"These gold coins should be enough for the shrine to maintain a living of half a year or so?"
"And this is enough to make the shrine extravagant to maintain the gold coins of half a year's livelihood. Now, you only need one sentence, it will all be yours..." Just like the wolf that is tempting the white rabbit, there is no point in it. Reminder.
"How? Can you promise me to live in a shrine?..."
"Oh..." The spirit dreams of staring on the table, letting a piece of gold coins be exposed to the bag in the air, the eyes are full of shaking, obviously, already struggling between 'gold coins' and 'leisure' s Choice.
As a greed of money, the spiritual dream is still a very lazy person.
Now, putting 'money' and 'leisure' directly on the table, and letting the spiritual dream choose one of them, should it be a very difficult choice? ...
Of course, the past and the present. As far as the Bolly Shrine witches in Fantasy Township are concerned, it should be, and only the Spiritual Dreams will have a very difficult choice between the two.
"Can...but..." The spiritual dream that could not be made at a time can only be said with a dry mouth.
"Are you not the home of a lost home? Is it better to live in a lost home than a shrine?..."
"Unfortunately, I don't know where the lost home is!" This is the way of claiming that the owner of the Lost House is not in a sense of disobedience and that his master does not know how to go home.
"So, you can only choose to live in a shrine!"
Hearing the words, the shake in the eyes of Ling Meng is even worse, and he keeps whispering.
"what can we do about it?…"
"Choose gold coins?..."
"But letting this big trouble come in, I have no leisure time."
"Choose refusal?..."
"Then I have to risk the crime of offending purple, and it is very troublesome to start with this trouble..."
Hearing the whisper of the spiritual dream, there was no word in his mouth.
feeling. This girl chooses to refuse. I will also play with myself for the gold coin. Isn't that just grab it? ...
Sure enough, the guy who is able to mix up with Marisa, who is good at ‘borrowing things, has the potential to be a thief in essence.
Do not. Is a robber...
After some difficult choices. Ling Meng suddenly spit out a breath. Suddenly, I knocked on my palm.
"I think, you still come to be my husband is more reliable, so that you can accept your gold coins. You can also drive you out!"
Without a word, I almost threw the Fran, who was sleeping in her arms, and twisted her face into a piece.
"I don't mind if you sell your virginity for gold coins, but do you want others to be your husband, actually want to drive others out?..."
"Because one more husband is too much trouble!"
"There are a lot of couples separated in the world anyway, we just need to follow suit!"
"Imitate your sister!" Without a word, I couldn't help but want to take a table.
"Just let me live here, you will die a little bit?"
"Festival?..." Lingmen suddenly said such a sentence.
"That kind of thing, too much trouble..."
"I understand it, your laziness is not a disease, but a realm..." In order to let his three views not be destroyed, the choice is forced to make a palace.
"Now, you only have two choices, either choose gold coins, I live, or choose to refuse, I can also go to the world, I believe that no one will refuse to give me a place to get a big rich!"
"Oh..." The body of the spiritual dream trembled and trembled.
"It’s really shameful to take money to force girls to do things they don’t want to do..."
"I just want to live in the shrine, not to push you down..." said nothing, weak and weak.
"Would you like it or not? Directly to the sentence?"
"Good!" Lingmeng reveals a firm color.
"So far, I only have..."
"Do you want to grab it?..." There is no cold mouth.
"Then I will remind you kindly, these gold coins, for me, even if thrown into the stinking ditch will not feel bad, if you want to take it, I will not mind sending you, but you will Offending me as a big rich man, there will be less chances of making a fortune in the future..."
Just decided to make the third choice in the 'gold coin' and 'leisure' to be able to get the benefits of both sides at the same time.
"Do you really have a plan to grab it directly?..." Seeing the appearance of the spiritual dream on the spot, the tangled face of the face, then revealed the twilight.
"Do you let people live? If you don't let me go to the world!"
"Going to the world?..." The dream of the spirit is just like waking up just now, and waved blankly at nothing.
"Go and go, just leave the gold coins..."
"...I beg you, please give me a correct answer?..." No words, no smile, no smile.
"Let's go on like this, I'm afraid I can't help but bury you..."
"Oh..." seems to have accepted the life, and the spiritual dream complained.
"Why would I have a trouble with you?..."
I said this on my mouth, but in my heart, the spiritual dream seems to have a choice. In the light of lightning, the sound of '唰' makes one of my hands turn into a residual image, flashing through the desktop in front of me. When the afterimage disappeared, the purse on the table disappeared.
"There is no place in the shrine where you live!" After receiving the money, Ling Meng gave such a ruthless answer.
"If you want to live here, go to the warehouse and move your old things and sleep on the floor!"
"Listen well!" Ling Meng stood up, his body came forward and put his face in front of the silent, full of seriousness.
"Don't bother me any more. If you give me trouble again, I will treat you as a monster!"
"Well, you can rest assured!" The mouth was full of words.
"I will not get into trouble, at least I will not take the initiative to get into trouble!"
"Just..." turned his head and looked in the direction of the shrine door, shrugging his shoulders.
"If it is trouble to find the door, then I will not be embarrassed..."
The spiritual dream can not help but stunned, and with the silent eyes, looked at the direction of the door, and then the corner of the eye began to twitch.
Because, at the gate of the shrine, two figures are standing.
A hand-held parasol, dressed in a maid, with a silver-haired her face.
A petite girl who was under the parasol and wore a Gothic Lolita costume with a anger on her face.
Naturally, it is to find the Emilia and stay up all night!
As for Paqiuli, because Fran’s relationship came after a long-lost campaign, now, lying in the Red Devils Hall, I can’t walk anymore.
"Finally let me find you..." Remilia's anger appeared directly on her face, in her eyes, and in her own voice, and, when she saw Fran with her fingers, lying in silence, she fell asleep. When it looks like, there is a growing trend.
"I dare to abduct my sister, you are bold enough..."
"Don't blame me for reminding you..." I didn't look at Emilia without a word. I didn't know when I was on the table, I didn't know who the cup was, and I took a leisurely drink of tea.
"First, Fran is voluntarily following me, not my turn. Second, Fran is also my sister. Even if I take her away, you are not qualified to say anything..."
Emilia widened her eyes, and then, her eyes released a strong murderous.
"You...you said that I am not qualified to say anything?..."
"How? Do you have any opinions?..." The face was calm and calm, and he cast his gaze on Emilia's body, with a smirk on his face.
"For me, you haven’t given Fran a good life, and you really are not qualified to say anything to me!"
Lei Mi Liya's body trembled fiercely, and the murderousness in her eyes also dissipated. A pretty face seemed to have lost her blood, a bit pale.
"I would advise you to say a word, don't say too much..." Seeing Emilia's pretty face and white face, there was a trace of worry on her face, and her tone was indifferent.
"For us, you don't know where to come from, and you are not qualified to make irresponsible remarks about the owners of the Red Devils!"
"For me, the owner of the Red Devils Museum is nothing at all!" The sightlessness of looking at Remilia became a force.
"I can let me have something to do with you, but it is because you are still the famous sister of Fulan!" (To be continued.)