Chapter 1006: Broken Westerly

"Quota, what quota, what does that say?"
Zhou Qing faintly realized that it was bad.
The old Mai Yi said, "The surname Xu is just a born traitor vampire. What do you say, he closed the gate and sold the seats for war watching. Are there such shameless people in the world?"
Zhou Qing froze, "He, he is not afraid ..." Suddenly, glancing at the banner floating in the air, sighing heavily, "Lao Zhang, if so, why did you give him support, thinking that I don't know, he tossed these, It ’s all about being famous. Let ’s not give him a favor or look at the excitement. See how he is upset. Grandma, it ’s unsatisfactory!

Today, Xu Yi's past situation is widely spread throughout Huaixi. There are many wise men among the monks. He immediately saw through the roots of Xu Yi who created this platform and spread it out. Everyone knows Xu Yi's heart.
The old Mai Mai laughed absurdly, "It's nice to say that you can't wait for someone to quit when you look at the congestion in the field, but there is someone who, as you Lao Zhou thinks, hehe, if you are in trouble, you will have the last name That's it. "
Zhou Qing was speechless. He experienced it personally yesterday, in order to find a good place to watch the war, I do not know how many disputes occurred.
The people who have arrived in recent days are many times more than yesterday. So many influxes have flowed in. If it is not controlled, it will not be good, and no one should fight, and it will become a pot of porridge.
The more I thought about it, the more I regretted it.
He said in his mouth that he wouldn't go together to make this lively, but he knew it, so lively, once in a lifetime.
What's more important is that when watching the series of super strong players like Xu Yi, they are not afraid of being instructed by a famous teacher.
"Lao Zhang, what kind of charter is the quota you just said?"
Zhou Qing finally realized the reality, but she changed her mind.
The old Mai Yi preached, "Lean yourself closer to the banner, and the regulations are listed on the back."
Zhou Qing thanked him with his fists, stood up, and went straight ahead. When he got close, he saw the text horrifying, like a sword.
"......... First place, five spirit stones, one hundred and two places, three spiritual stones, three hundred places, one third stone, three hundred places ......... One ticket, those who are willing to buy a package, are listed below ... In addition, people who watch the war can participate in the bet offered by Leng Yangfeng, a grand event. "
Fangzhang deserved to be an adulterer who did old transactions. Xu Yi only thought of selling seats. One person a day, this one rose to one in World War I, and even tossed out a set of tickets and made a bet. Amazing.
Zhou Qing's heart became colder as she looked at it. In her heart, she did not know how to scold tens of thousands of treacherous merchants, but she always thought of the thousands of people who were congested.
After all, the cheapest third-class seats also require a spiritual stone. What a price is this, that is, the most upscale wine restaurant in Bacheng City, which is almost at the same level of consumption.
However, Ban Zhuxiang and Zhou Qing's heart sank into the bottom of the valley. He didn't squeeze into it at all, and the quota was all exhausted, swearing, sighing, and complaining, like the tide whistling.
"This, what's wrong, are all crazy?"
Looking at the hustle and bustle of the stadium, Zhou Qing was completely confused.
Suddenly, he sank his shoulders, but heard a cry in his ear, "I haven't lined up, what are you doing!" Looking at him, it was the old man in sackcloth, just waiting to be questioned. Slipped over.
He hurried to keep up, and the crowd was loud again.
Zhou Qing exhausted the effort and squeezed in. He grabbed the old man's shirt and squeezed with him, anxiously, "What the are you squeezing?"
"Nonsense, queuing up. In the first round of World War I, the package sold by Shicai was only sold for more than ten because the price was too high. Now looking at this hot scene, everyone knows that the seats in each battle are not easy to get. If you buy a package, you can appreciate it even if you don't watch the war! Besides, even if you don't buy a package, you have to grab the next ticket! Damn traitor, make a big deal! "
Said the old man in anger.
Fangzhang, the old sackclother, was called a traitor. Where can there be a little bit of joy to make a big deal? Scarlet eyes are hung on the flabby skin, like a windmill, turning sharply in the hall, muttering in his mouth, "It's a big loss. It's a big loss, I knew it already, I knew it ... "
Just then Lao Cai rushed into the hall in a hurry, "Master Fang, it's not good, and the outside is congested again. Everyone is clamoring to continue to sell tickets, saying that even if ordinary tickets can't be sold first, sets are sold first. Tickets are OK. "
Xu Yi greeted him in advance, and asked Lao Cai to cooperate fully with Fang Zhang's actions. After all, Leng Yangfeng had thousands of miscellaneous servants. Only Lao Cai was familiar with the road. Fortunately, Fang Zhang was a monk. Get along well.
Unexpectedly, Lao Tsai's words came out. Fang Zhang's affairs seemed to have been trampled on his tail, and he was angry. "Tell me, don't sell, I won't sell any tickets, wait until the end of this!" Retreat.
Speaking of which, Fangzhang really regretted it. In the final analysis, he never thought that there would be such an unprecedented grand occasion.
The price is set by him. The seat fee of several spirit stones is always at this moment. At this moment, the price of a soul monk who does not exceed a hundred spirit stones is really sky high.
But he didn't expect that a slap of reality flew his old face red.
As soon as the ticket for the first game was sold, he knew that he was thinking badly. In other words, he only considered the average net worth of the monks, but forgot that Huaixi Province still had big rich people.
With a total of less than a thousand seats, as long as those big households are willing to watch the lively, the price today is really unreasonable.
As for the package sold, it is simply a major failure in his business history.
Fangzhang is sharpening his sword here, and Zhou Qing, who had no knowledge of it, is still in a crowd.
Suddenly I heard a whistle, a figure came across the sky, and within a few miles, suddenly, a sword burst into the sky, like a star shining, and instantly, inserted directly into the hunting banner at the top of Lengyang Peak, instantly disappear.
"It's all destroyed within the same level, invincible below Yinzun, so big ass!"
The sound was like a hongzhong, ringing all around, instantaneously, a broad-sounding voice, coming from the sky, full of red hair, dancing wildly in the wind, with a huge sword on the shoulder. The momentum of people makes people feel as if the mountains are about to collapse.
To see his face clearly, the whole room suddenly shook!
"The Scorpion Sword, break the westerly wind!"
"Is it really him? Three years ago, he was defeated by the divine minister Zhou Zongshi, and he closed the gate with Gu Jianfeng. He hasn't heard from him for three years, but he didn't expect to go out today."
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