Chapter 496: Worship

Chapter 496
But even after the third meeting, Cheng Yiran still can't see more from the other side... more information he wants to know.
Even if it’s just a little action, or a move that can see the habits of personality, there’s nothing.
He did try to spy on the mysterious businessman by observing it - before coming in for the third time. Only when the boss was sitting in front of him, Cheng Yiran had to overthrow his naive thoughts.
He is not like the son of the nobleman who was born in the dust of the clock. The observation effort is almost impossible. If he can recognize people, he will not let Li Zifeng play with his applause.
This made Cheng Yiran almost re-swallow the words he wanted to say... and even after the opening phrase of "there is something", he even had to urgently say what he thought.
As if I skipped this step of thinking, Cheng Yiran said, while being amazed at his ‘honesty’,
Why... can Hongguan use this guitar?

Cheng Yiran feels that what he wants to ask is actually: Why, he can't play this guitar.
But why... would this be the problem?
Luo Qiu thought for a while: "Well... I thought that Mr. Cheng would be more interested in his own problems. The complexity of the human heart once again made me sigh. Then, I would like to ask, but why does Mr. Cheng feel that Hong Guan can not be used? What about this guitar?"
"This is what I bought!" Cheng Yiran was subconscious.
Luo Qiu calmly said: "When a customer buys something in the store...say, a mobile phone? Or what other tools are gone, can other people not use it?"
"This is not the same!" Cheng Yiran immediately retorted.

Is there anything different?
Luo Qiu still asked.
Cheng Yiran squeezed his fist and said: "This is what I bought with my soul! Even if you say it, others can use it because the goods have good abilities, but now I am the original owner. It can't be used! Can this be said?"
"On this issue, I want to see you last time. I have already told you very clearly, Mr. Cheng." Luo Qiu shook his head and said: "This time, I am not going to answer this question. I can only say that the guitar. Your ability has not disappeared, and you can wake up this ability again."
Cheng Yiran frowned... once again wake up?
If you can still wake up... then it is not the worst case.
So he quickly asked: "How can I wake it up?"
Luo Qiu said: "Well, this is beyond the scope of the proposal. If Mr. Cheng wants to know, I am afraid I can only pass the transaction... Of course, except for your soul, Mr. Cheng can use it as a transaction. I am afraid there are not many...you, are you going to buy it?"
The secret here is at this moment, as if in the heart of Cheng Yiran, it has been magnified so many times that his heartbeat is so fast at the moment that he is already full of cold sweat.
He didn't lose his mind and knew that he couldn't be impulsive—in the face of this mysterious power shop and shop owner, he knew that he was small and that violence was not just unable to solve problems themselves, but it would bring problems to a worse one. direction.
Still too stupid.
Still too young.
If you can think about it for the first time, you can think about it... If you can make it more in line with your own needs, rather than hearing the guitar's ability, you will not be so mad. The point of entering and leaving the valley.
"I... I will think about it again."
Cheng Yiran finally retreats under the calm of the boss... Because he does not know the road ahead of this calm, whether he will step down, he will fall... drop the abyss that has never recovered.
Luo Qiu waved his hand at this time, and Cheng Yiran disappeared from the club.
The maidservant who had just brewed the tea and came with the tea was curious at this moment: "Oh, the guest has already gone? So fast."
"This time is a little faster." Luo Qiu took off his mask and smiled slightly: "But if you make good tea, don't waste it."
Luo boss picked up a piece of lemon from the small dish and put it in his mouth. It may have been sour, and Luo Qiu blinked slightly.
He then let Yuyou sit down. "You said, how will the pursuit of the wind be? Forgive? Or..."
The boss waved in front of him, and some pictures began to appear in front of the maidservant.
The night is right in front of the body, facing the picture on the light curtain. In the past, she felt that it was meaningless to pay attention to the guests like this... Time is not meaningful to her.
Later, she accompanied the new boss, and it seems to be a little different.
This is afternoon.
Once upon a time, as long as the guests left, even in the afternoon, it was as dark as ever. The old shopkeeper will return to the room, and she will close her eyes and sit here.
The lights will only light up when the guests come in.
But now, the light is on, and it won't be her own.
In the afternoon like this, I really want to be able to keep it all the time.
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They called this place the Yunqin Building, a building that was built very early and long ago. At that time, there was still a short house in front of the building, and the view was very good.
But now it’s not working, and buildings that are more towering than it have already appeared.
Take those who are in front of you and dismantle the buildings that are taller than yourself.
The idea of ​​chasing the wind suddenly came out... He stood on the fence of the platform of the Yunqin Building and took a step to step on the empty position.
He opened his hands and let the wind between the building and the building hold his arm... He always liked it because there was a feeling of flying.
But this is a very silly way of feeling, and often even makes him shy to talk to others.
But there are also others... but it has also become a thing of the past.
At this time, the simple iron door on the top of the building was opened, and the rusted bearing bite and made a squeaky sound. The chasing wind counted a few footsteps.
He knows that it is not his "friends" who come up... maybe he is the guy who regards him as an enemy.
He turned around, and he naturally stood taller on the fence, so he looked down and down...the old acquaintances below.
"Dragon Master, I think you will certainly not be able to come to me." Chasing the wind, his eyes swaying... Long Xiruo has ghosts around him, and there are two males wearing black suits. Monster.
The owner said that the rattle can only be used to be weaker than him... The pursuit has been verified.
Rattles have no effect on ghosts and babies, so for Long Xiruo, the real dragon of China, naturally, there is no need to consider it... but he can still face the big people of these Yaozu, and naturally have something to rely on.
There is an unexpected feeling of excitement, and I can think of such a true dragon looking down on it.
They all said that they were demonized and entered the devil... but there was nothing wrong with it.
The red eyes of the chasing eyes flashed past and sneered: "To deal with such a small monster like me, the predecessors of the Yaozu, when did this become so cautious? Could it be that I was afraid of me?"
Long Xiruo stared at the chasing lips, and suddenly waved his hand: "Ghost infant, you must first retreat."
In the face of the instructions from Long Xiruo, the ghost baby naturally did not dare to violate...Just kidding, although he was to be the guardian of the turtle, the object of the guard is the real Shenzhou true dragon, what is the danger? I don't know who is guarding.
The ghost baby does not think that if there is any danger to Long Xi, he will retreat with his hand and close the iron gate.
"What do you want to do?" The chasing wind frowned.
Long Xi Ruo took a deep breath, and under the unbelievable eyes of the pursuit of the wind, he was deeply immersed in the pursuit of the wind.
"What are you doing?" The brow that caught the wind wrinkled deeper.
"What do I do?" Long Xiruo raised his head and whispered: "I apologize for your distrust before you. If I don't have a suspicion, I won't let you get it today. field."
This is the totem of China. Who can receive the true dragon in the Shenzhou?
A feeling of trepidation, so that the face of the chasing can not help but dignified.
This is not a problem at the level of power, but an oppression from the spiritual level... This worship is impacting a deep-rooted concept among a kind of demon.
Her words are divided into two groups, her words are the golden rule of the Yaozu, but she is apologizing at this moment?
Chasing the wind and moving his lips slightly, he found that Long Xiruo’s attitude completely exceeded his prediction.
"Don't come with me this!!"
The magic in the chasing heart suddenly increased greatly... Howler!
(End of this chapter)