God-level Store Manager

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"... Unfortunately, you can't participate in it." After saying this sentence, it sighed and sighed.

Three people were silent.

Occasionally, the low voice sound of the customer sounded, the sound of the music echoed, and even the impulse of the battlefield on the blade.

"So, is the background of the chess?" Tang Yi greet the heart, curious.

"No." Ji no regrets shook his head, "the background of chess and the seven countries have not directly related."

Tang Yi: "..."

Didn't know what this do?

Is it just to recall what I used to?

"But there is an indirect relationship." Ji no regrets, "the story of the background is happening after this history."

Tang Yi looked up in your heart.

Previously about Ji no regrets did not rely on the idea to disappear.

At the same time, I thought about the words just now, and it really said that I said the length.

I don't know what extent in indirect ...

"Before the player of the chessboard, before the middle of the area, only the ability to move, the more you move," Ji no regrets mobile phone.

"Still can't go back?" Tang Yi's consciousness asked.

"On the battlefield, the soldiers tailored to escape, but they should be handled according to the escape unit." Ji no regrets and answers.

Tang Yixi nodded.

To be honest, he is indeed interesting to this chess game called chess.

And Go is indeed a very different type.

The rules are more complicated, and each type of chessia seems to have its own characteristics.

Anyway, in his view, it is more interesting than only black and white two-color chess pieces.

After all, no one has leisurely, can have patient sitting there for hours.

Therefore, relatively speaking, the landlord will appear to be young and young.

As far as it is, the nature of chess and landlords is similar.

And there are more regularities in reality.

This is more interesting.

I don't know how many inventories in this area in the end, so I have been in a period of time.

Ji no regrets, I have a Tang Yi: "If you come back, this historical story you already know?"

Tang Yisheng nodded.

Of course, he knows this, although it is in Qichuan, but does not hinder him on the magical mobile phone.

The explanation is particularly detailed, he remembers clearly.

Now I have no regrets, I don't want to say this, Tang Yi naturally is not very chasing, now I can ask him to be good.

"Oh, then you don't know what you don't know." Ji no regrets will drink all the rest of the coffee, and take a bottle of Xuebi to himself from the space ring.

Colorless and transparent Springs are in a slight wave, and the residual smell coffee is mixed, and there is more faint brown, and Ji no regrets have not worried about this.

There is a bubble in the inner wall of the cup, then rising, and finally appear on the surface, slag, and make a subtle sound.

It's full of music.

Ji no regrets and sipped the snow, rungled the throat, and the past Xuebi, this time, the snow, the flavor of coffee.

Unexpected ... good?

I don't know if the boss will launch the coffee flavor?

Ji no regrets afre, the taste of Schon, looking forward to the heart, and putting the cup and begins to tell.

"Things have mainly happened in modern times after more than 2,000 years."

Tang Yixiang.

No, just the seven countries before the two thousand years, the group is just over, how do you know how to be two thousand years?

"Don't worry, this story involves the application of space rules." White old mouth.

Tang Yizhen suddenly worse much.

Only by advance, it is really the ability to truly have a law, of course, it is just a relative.

He is deeply known about the importance of information about the law.

When you expose a gustody with the ear.

Ji no regrets slowly said: "The protagonist of the story is Yi Xiaochuan. It was originally a Puchong-Tong's youth. Life, there is nothing a big goal, just want to continue Puttong ..."

Luochuan stretched a lazy waist.

Put down the magical phone, sway your neck, and hidden the sound of stiff joint friction.

I don't know if I have been written for so long.

Luochuan lies on the back of the seat.

Originally, he thought about writing a little, and the other time used to draw the fish.

However, there is a saying that it is planned to change far.

I can't stop it.

This is just like Luochuan.

Forget it, you will use the task to complete the task. The next time is still drawn on the fish.

Compared with the previous, it seems to become a lot of peace.

Luochuan drank mouth.

Well, I have worked hard today.

After lunch, then sleep in a nap, play the glory of the bureau after waking up, and then get dinner.

What do you do at night?

Say, it seems that there is no time to go to Collo world, go there to see?

There seems to be good when you open a branch there ...

Luochuan plans today's process in your heart.

Still familiar with the formula, or a familiar taste.

Everything is no longer in front of the movie, it seems that they are just going to play for a while.

... well, the fact is almost the same.

It is now fast to operate in the store, and there is already a place to go outside the store.

Indeed, there is no change.

Luochuan holds the chin, and after the hair, she will reach the demon salastic smoke on the side.

"What to eat for lunch?"

The demon purple smoke is originally looking at the novel. There is no preparation at all, and it is embodied toward the side.

After the reaction came, I watched the eye Luochuan, and the paws of his restlessness were taken.

"This is noon?"

There is still a bit amazing in the heart of the demon.

Luochuan actually shattering for such a long time in the morning, it is abnormal.

Too much away.

"What do you see, so fascinating? Or before the previous Song Qiu Ying?"

In the face of Luochuan explore, the demon purple smoke is free, and finally nod.

What should I do if my own clerk has a strange reading hobby?

Forget it, hob hobbies.

Luochuan also can't control this.

He has never thought about to force the demon purple smoke with his own identity.

I don't know what I thought, the demon purple smoke suddenly blinded, pulling the sleeves of Luochuan: "Boss."

"Well?" The instinct of Luochuan's ability appeared in a very good premonition.

"You like to see the novel?" The demon purple smoke.

In the magical mobile phone, the origin of the origin is launched, and there is still so many works, and Luochuan's hobby is very obvious.

"Well ... Yes." Luochuan is a bit unwilling to nod.

"I think the boss can take a look." The demon purple smoke is very serious.