Bank of the Universe

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update I have the latest chapter of a world bank!In an unknown town, the little beggar was dirty, and he was full for lunch, but the dinner was gone.

But neither the pocket watch nor the little beggar worried about this.

Because the little beggar has a sweet mouth and a precise vision, he can tell at a glance whether the other party is rich or not, whether he is kind or has a cruel personality!

Because of this ability, the little beggar has never worried about begging.

Approaching the evening, the little beggar found a rich woman, using the other's sympathy, plus his own sweet little mouth, the elder sister kept shouting, and got the money for the next three days.

The first thing the little beggar does is to give half of the money to the nearby beggar brother.

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There are disputes of interest in any place, from the dynasty temple to the small begging on the street.

A stout man didn't want to fight, so he integrated all the nearby beggars and collected protection fees every day.

The little beggar was able to stay here with peace of mind, and he also paid protection fees.

Little beggars are younger, but pay more. According to the boss of the beggar, the little beggar can get money, especially the miserable little beggar, especially those with broken legs and hands, which can arouse the compassion of those rich wives. .

If there are those who don’t, the beggar boss will send someone to train them to find a suitable target.

And how to attract rich women step by step...

These techniques are booming.

The little beggar heard about such an organization for the first time, and couldn't help but sigh: "Talent!"

After paying the protection fee for the next three days, the little beggar's money will be enough to eat a bowl of noodles.

After eating the bowl of noodles, he patted his stomach and moved a bit to keep his body warm. He walked out of the lake outside the city, took a bath carefully, washed his body, then took off his dirty clothes and put on a new one. A clean clothes.

Tonight, the little beggar does not want to go to sleep in the city.

By the lake, a bonfire was lit, and the little beggar began to practice the family exercises.

"The place where I was injured is already cured, and now I can start practicing. If I want to take revenge, I must have a good body and good cultivation skills." The little beggar firmly believed.

The pocket watch looked at the self-disciplined little beggar and was very satisfied.

The catastrophe came, this child did not collapse, did not abandon himself, gave up on himself, but instead took up a piece of sky, determined his goal, and beat himself.

With this mindset, he can grow up without a world bank.

After the little beggar had practiced several times, he stopped to meditate and practice Qi to improve himself.

"Pocket watch, you said that if I give your master the spiritual veins of the gods, can I really avenge my grievances?" the little beggar suddenly asked.

"Of course, my master has already sent someone." The pocket watch replied.

"But my enemy is the group of bald donkeys in Dalin Temple. The ethical, benevolent bald donkeys slaughtered my family in order to obtain the veins of my gods. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe it." The little beggar said bitterly.

"You have to remember that there are no people or forces in this world that our world bank dare not provoke. As long as you sign a contract with my master, my master can avenge you." The pocket watch firmly said, in its In cognition, Li Xiandao is number one in the world.

"Okay!" The little beggar nodded firmly, and now he is also looking forward to entering the world bank.

Overnight, the little beggar had already broken through the realm of wasteland reclamation, and is still improving himself.

He could definitely kill that big brother beggar, but he was just an ordinary person with a strong body.

But the little beggar didn't. He didn't want to break the current balance or cause too much trouble.

Because the monk of Dalin Temple is looking for him, once there is an abnormality and exposes himself, it will be troublesome.

Therefore, he would rather be a mere beggar than to expose himself.

For several days, the little beggar begged during the day and went to practice outside the city at night.

But on the ninth day, the little beggar heard the news.

"I heard that the monks of Dalin Temple are catching rebellious people."

"Yes, this rebellious man is said to be the son of the Demon Dao. He is very cruel and cannot allow him to grow up."

"Since he is the son of the Demon Dao, he must be killed."

"Yes, Dalin Temple has sheltered us. We have to be grateful. We all publicize it. Once you find the son of the magic way, you will notify the high monks of Dalin Temple."

The small town is not big, it spread quickly.

The little beggar immediately panicked and said: "They found it. I was hiding in such a remote town. They even found it, too much!"

The pocket watch said: "Calm down, don't worry, it's just one night, and the person who saves us will come tomorrow."

"They have a secret method to lock me down. Once I get close, I will be discovered." The little beggar said nervously. He didn't take revenge and didn't want to be discovered.

"Then we are now out of the city and hiding in the wild, and the monks now look at the city." The pocket watch said immediately.

"Okay, get out of the city." The little beggar said decisively, following the path he had taken before, and came to the gate of the city.

Just as he was about to leave the city, a sharp shout came: "Son of the Demon Dao, you have finally appeared!"

Outside the city, three young monks walked over and looked at the little beggar coldly.

The little beggar shook all over, couldn't believe it, and immediately wanted to run back.

"You can't run away. Our teacher personally used the spell to find out your trace. Let our five brothers come to catch you. You, the son of the magic way, should be content." Two monks walked out of the city and sneered.

The little beggar trembled and roared, "What did I do to become the son of the magic way?"

"Your parents are sinful. You are their son and have inherited their sins, so you are the son of the magic way!" a great monk scolded.

"Absurd!" The little beggar's angry face was flushed, furious, and pointed to several people's noses.

"Are you not going to give you Dalin Temple the veins of the gods, my parents will have a deep remnant?"

"Sin or not, you are all talking about it."

"You say my parents are sinful, but my parents are sinful?"

"Then your Dalin Temple massacred more than 100 people in my family. Shouldn't you go down to 18 levels of hell?"

The little beggar questioned loudly, like a cuckoo cuckling blood.

"You're talking too much, but it's just the sophistry of the children of the Demon Dao. The Son of the Demon Dao is best at sophistry and framing, but you forget that all of this depends on cultivation." A chubby monk sneered.

"I have sealed your mouth now, the sharp-toothed kid, you'd better tell me the whereabouts of the ten thousand spiritual veins, or I will send you to see your parents." The big fat monk left. After approaching, he smiled grimly.

Where is the monk!

This is clearly the devil!

The little beggar wanted to punch him in the face to vent his anger.

boom!

In the next second, a fist really slammed down and hit the fat monk's face.

Click!

The great monk's cheeks suddenly collapsed, and his whole body smashed to the ground. The earth was stunned and rolled dozens of times before falling to the ground far away.

No sound, death!

"This kid is covered by me. I want to take him away. Have you figured out how to die?" A domineering word sounded.