Chapter 972: After all, it’s not emboldened.

His name is Murong Long. He is the only son of the ancient stone city of the city. Murong has long been retired and cultivated his home. The actual caretakers of Stone City are the directors and elders of Murong Long and Peony!
"Long Shao, really can't, you reluctantly cut love, give him the rock. 126shu" Fang whispered.
"Yan Beiyang has played slaves for so many years, and there are more high-quality war slaves under his hands. Yansen is afraid that he can't enter his eyes." Murong Long shook his head.
"I heard that this Yan Beiyang young master is good at bed and robbing. He once bought more than 30 elf banshees in the Nordic side. If they have beautiful, high-quality banshees, maybe Can satisfy his appetite." Peony Road.
"Difficult, there are a lot of common goods in the banshee market. There are a few good trainings under my hand, but they have all been broken by the big ones. Yan Beiyang is a son of Wushen, and we can't send it." "Mu Ronglong sighed and bowed.
"A few days ago, the Shendao people had a good demon cargo, but the Tibetans were very tight. I don't know if there was any shot. The old beggars were also staring at the dead. I was late to inquire about it. Stay in the hand, let's buy it at a high price." Peony soaked a cup of tea, and came to Murong Long, gently smiling.
"Oh? Shendao people can have good goods on the splashing hand? Is the news reliable?" Murong Long touched a hand in the peony, and asked with a smile.
"Shendao people are the goods that were set on the Dragon Boat Festival. Even the old ladies are eyeing them. The quality should not be worse." Peony quietly gave him a look, and in turn gave the party elders and other people a tea, rumored.
"The old gambler of the Shen Dao, greedy, if you have good goods, you should have already shot it, can he be bored?" Elder Fang was curious.
"It's not that he can be bored, but he doesn't dare to shoot. I heard that the above-mentioned Lord Dragon Boat Festival lost a demon slave, and the world is looking for it. The Shendao people are bold and dare not to shoot at this time." Peony I laughed.
When this was said, everyone was silent.
The above refers naturally to the Jiangdong Qinhou, the ancient stone city is the evil road concentration camp is not fake, but they are doing business after all, seeking for wealth, with the Qin Hou potential, no one has the courage to challenge his authority.
"Let's do it, you go to say hello to the Shendao people, let him suffocate me first. Waiting for the result of this fight slave contest, see if you can get the surname Yan, or you have to look at his hand. The goods are out."
"Well, let's talk about it today. Fang Elder, you are staring at the first master of the evil, and Yan Gongzi will soon enter the city. This is a secret, and you must not make a mistake." Murong Long touched his chin and told him.
"Yes!" Fang Elder and others went out.
When everyone left, Murong Long couldn't wait to put the peony in his arms, tearing off her long skirt, buried in the white chest, greedy blossoming.
"Long Shao, I, I am the woman of your father, you are not afraid of the old man looking back to you to settle accounts?" Peony straddles Murong Long, and is breathless.
"Isn't the old man's Jiangshan still sent to me sooner or later? He has been retiring for five years. It is hard to ask for a lady, so it is a pity that it is so dry."
Murong Long is unbearably undressing. Peony is not only enchanting charm, but more importantly, this woman is full of ingenuity. In any case, Murong Long wants to control the ancient city of stone, she must take her.
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After thirst for many years, Murong Long thought about how she could not know, but this evil city in the ancient city is rampant, and the enchanting beauty is very good. I always have someone who is old and yellow, but it is better to live in Murong Long and ask for an Ansheng. Immediately half-pushing and agreeing.
Murong Long succeeded in smashing Huanglong, and all the good things were all made out, so that the long-lost peony of the peony was alive and dead. For a time, the room was full of joy, the spring was rolling, and a pair of happy people.
"Long Shao, you, you said that the demon goods in the hands of the Shen Dao are really surnamed Qin, will we be in trouble?"
"He is the Lord on the bright side after all. He really wants to pick up his wrists. We may not be his opponents."
Peony soft in the mouth of Murong Long, in a burst of numbness, the soft reminder.
Murong Long, who was trying to plow the field, suddenly stopped. He pushed the peony away and shook his clothes. He was cold and proud: "What are you afraid of? Don’t say that Qin Hou can find this, even if he comes again. How? Father will soon go out, and there will be Yan Gongzi help, he will dare to come to the board, he will be called back."
"Yes, I am more concerned, the dragon is less, the people are still... not good yet." Peony saw him angry, and sticky and sticky.
"No, you can't use your own hands! Hey!" Murong Long was not interested, coldly snorted, and walked quickly.
"Hey, Long Shao is still not timid, or why is it so scared?" Peony looked at his back ~EbookFREE.me~ Emei sighed.
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The fighting slave competition officially started on the second day!
The slain can accommodate about 3,000 people, and the cost of the slain is very high, and the spectators are already full of spectators.
Qin Hao glanced at the invisible aliens, foreign masters, demon, ghosts! There are still many of them, that is, the aliens that Qin has never seen before. There is no doubt that none of these guys are good people, and everyone’s head is full of fierceness.
Qin Lan and the other nine slaves who entered the sea were also arranged in the front row of the east. Their seats were hung with the same number plates on the neck of the war slaves in the field for distinction!
"Everyone, our Stone Ancient City's January Fighting Contest is now officially started. There are a total of ten war slaves participating in the first round of confrontation!"
"There is a war slave to debut!"
The clear sound of the peony runs through the audience and is clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
The black third-class ten war slaves entered the battlefield in the middle of the battlefield. "Hey!" When the war slaves entered the scene, they snarled and protested, and immediately greeted the audience with a burst of cheers.
Among them, the people are more optimistic about the No. 1 war slave, which is a tiger face person, up to two meters more tiger essence, a good guy with a furry upper body, double claws like a sharp knife, like a tower, called a lame, The entire hall was trembled, and there was obviously infinite power.
There is also a snake-faced banshee, who is covered in green and oily, vomiting the letter, licking the fangs, and the green squirting water in the mouth, falling in the field, like sulfuric acid, sizzling, even the floor is melted, see It is highly toxic.
The other few are mostly burly savvy demons, ghosts, incomparable, claws and claws, looks fierce.
Montenegro does not show the mountains and does not show water to the battle, but it is not very eye-opening.