God-level Store Manager

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"It's so much." Luochuan drunk the fruit tea that had just gave him a demon purple smoke.

"Very special story." The demon purple smoke holds the cup of fruit tea, and there is a little in the face after the water fog.

This story telling Luochuan, she didn't have any special feelings, as I have known the boss is not the world of the world.

"The boss, how suddenly, tell me these?" The demon purple smoke put down the cup, and the amber scorpion was flourishing.

"Just suddenly thought." Luochuan felt that his mood was very relaxed, "the tea is very delicious."

The two no longer talk, the origin stores have fallen into silence, only the windy wind came from the store.

"Boss, which world do you prefer?" The demon smoke broke the silence atmosphere.

"This is also asked, of course, it is a boss." Luochuan looked down and then couldn't help but hurt.

Unconscious, time is very late.

"Sleep." He got the eyes and got up from the position.

"The boss, good night." The demon purple smoke said.

Looking at the figure of Luochuan disappeared, the demon salastic smoke has turned over, slightly somewhat losing to the store.

The magical phone came from a tips, let her go back.

Open the screen, it is the news of the green, there is a photo, the creature of the snow is lifelike, and the teeth dance.

It's a laughing and laughing and standing next to it. It looks like your work.

There are still many people on the side, as well as a variety of sculptures, and a smile on everyone's face.

"Really naive"

The demon purple smoke has a news, and there is a dislike expression.

"Is it coming? It is very busy on the barbecue. "

The news of the green jeans will reply very quickly.

"Come, right away. "

The demon purple smoke put the magical mobile phone, came to the store to return it back, pick up the fluffy scarf below the counter.

This is yesterday, Luochuan is asked from the system, and the warmth has been added to the full star.

The demon purple smoke is naturally not afraid of cold, and what is the power of the realm of the respect.

But not afraid of cold is a matter, é is not suitable for another thing.

The spiritual barrier can indeed reach the same effect, but it is usually, even if the peak practitioners will not be in the power-on state.

Moreover, she likes this.

Snowflowers flew, just haven't had a long time, and there are many white snow covered.

The moisture in the air is lowered, and it will not appear again. Even if it is in the case, it will be in the case.

There is basically no pedestrian on the street, and the light from the street light is reflected in the snow, and it seems to be a bit shaking.

The demon purple smoke looks up at the night sky, and the sight is flooded by the snow.

On the magical mobile phone, I received the green name of the blue, asked her that she didn't come over.

The demon purple smile laughs, simply returns, and it came to the air.

Simple judge the bottom direction, this speeds up the speed.

It is natural to save a lot of time relative to walk.

Luochuan hurts the bed.

Although it is sleepy, it is very easy.

The story telling the demon purple smoke is just a lot of ordinary life.

The zero fragmentation is exactly what to say.

It is these fragments, but it is patch up a complete life.

Luochuan turned it over the bed, straight right arm, finger opens before the eyes.

The interlaced light is falling from the fingertips, let him smash his eyes.

In the story telling Luochuan, he did not mention himself.

I want to come to the smart smart, I should also guess what.

However, the big arrival should be used as "the experience of the boss", "the past" of the past.

She will definitely not be placed in my heart, perhaps it should be happy.

Forget it, what is she thinking is.

Luochuan put down his arm and gently tone.

Pick up the magic phone next to it.

Open the screen, the information you have seen is almost related to this sudden snow.

There is also a rock sugar.

The group chat is also noisy, and the customers look very excited.

"Rock Sugar! ! ! Not willing! ! ! "

"Why no one tells me this! "

"The rock sugar is so much, if the news is passed out, those people will definitely false. "

"It is evil, these people are really selfish ..."

Almost the crusade of it.

Drinking a rock sugar, the customer is only a small number, most people regret to miss.

Luochuan does not talk, just watching the lively in group chat.

The demon purple moon suddenly sent him a news, it was a photo.

The river is wide as the background, the snowflakes, the demon purple smoke, and I watched it.

It seems that it is captured, and the protagonist of the photo is obviously not knowing what is going on.

Luochuan smiled and returned to a sentence.

Regardless of the demon purple month, I don't understand what this means, I will lose the magic phone to the side.

I have grinded it for so long, and his eyes are not open.

sleep.

As Luochuan closed his eyes, the light in the room was bleak.

The blurred light passes through the window, leaving a shadow on the floor.

St. Nia.

The rain is poured, the night is viscous, the sky is also a black, empty cave.

Only the noisy rain sound in the ears, the environment is in such an environment, it seems to be exiled by the whole world.

Herman and Ahd are supported with umbrellas, looking towards the building that is not far.

Here is the suburbs of St. Nia, surrounded by it.

That church is the only building that looks solitary.

Only the blurred silhouette can be seen in this night, and it is more equessed.

"Atmosphere in the air ... It is terrible." Ahd looked at the architecture of the distance and dignified.

He was originally served in a dream firm, and then he received a message of black fog.

Herman is curious, and he has followed it.

This is the helplessness of the Knight Guard. Even if there is a heavy rain outside, it takes the first time to rush to the event.

"The breath of the gods ..." Herman whispered, he turned his head to Ahd "This is the god of the black fog, what did you say?"

"Yeah." Ahr's voice is full of helplessness, "Who knows that these guys really call the black mist, my holiday ..."

Ahd is still constantly complaining, Herman is a full-color feeling of the gods.

The vastness, the west, let life do not resist the thoughty, and only the idea of ​​the surrender.

This is the existence of Herman's first contact god.

He looked up and looked up to the futured quaint church and squin his eyes.

Perhaps the legendary strong in these existence of the endless years of God, but it is just a little strong.