My little country

The location of the comic exhibition is the Exhibition Center in Jiankang City.

It is fully equipped, and the central air-conditioning controls the temperature throughout the entire process, ensuring that the room temperature is always in a comfortable state of neither hot nor cold.

An Xiaojianxian was in cold sweat at this time, and his body was shaking because of the chill.

No way, he is scared!

The real monk in front of him is Zhao Mang, the Thunder God who can control Thunder!

Although the first time I met, I thought it was the smoke from the ancestral tomb, which gave Anjia a chance to meet fairy fate.

But as he went back and said his immature thoughts, he was hit by the old man hanging under the big tree in the yard.

He realized that he was thinking too much about Xianyuan or something.

What's more troublesome is the request of the god of thunder, Zhao Mang, Shangxian, but they couldn't settle down!

The porcelain plate named by Shangxian should now be sent to the top-secret research institute of the imperial court, right?

That's a taboo place where they can't even find their home!

This immortal suddenly found himself, wouldn't it be the one who came to ask the question?

Xiao Yu had planned to use the Anjia Young Master to find an excuse to flick Anjia in for his own use, and then drag the official into the water by the way.

I don't want to, this young man from the An family sees himself just like a mouse saw a cat!

"How is this going?"

Xiao Yu quickly recalled the scenes of the meeting with this guy.

Yuexia asked, I am not an immortal, Peiyuan liquid medicine...Yes!I also flickered the porcelain plate into a treasure!

Xiao Yu remembered this, but at the same time, the young son of the An family suddenly thumped and knelt down in front of Xiao Yu:

"Shang Xian~ We have tried our best to settle down that thing. The court has already known the truth. We can't go against the general trend to settle down!"

"Man, kneel to heaven and earth ancestors, what do I kneel for!"

Xiao Yu noticed that Young Master An's kneeling didn't scare him, but it aroused the curiosity of the people around him, thinking it was a rehearsal show.

Xiao Yu hurriedly replied, and at the same time waved his hand, his own wizard's hand forced Young Master An to stand up.

The Young Master An Jia felt the power of the wizard's hand, but he used it as the spell of the Thunder God Zhao Mang, and he became more awed in his heart.

"I was there when the porcelain plate was auctioned." Xiao Yu said, "I am here to find you today because I want your help!"

"Help?" Hearing that it wasn't for revenge, the young man from the An family breathed a sigh of relief, and then his expression changed: "I don't know what you are doing for help?"

"There are so many people here, come with me."

Xiao Yu grabbed the sleeves of the young man An Jia, and was about to leave the exhibition hall.

Suddenly noticed a few security guards rushing behind him, probably because he noticed that Young Master An's face was wrong, so he was sent to see the situation.

After all, with the background of the little son of Anjia, the organizer here must know the inside story.

At the same time, the companion behind Young Master An's curiously asked who Xiao Yu was.

"He is..." The Young Master An Jia opened his mouth but couldn't tell. He could think of several kinds of cover-ups, but the biggest problem now is not whether he is quick-witted, but whether the monk is happy!

The ghost knew whether the identity he arranged would arouse the anger of the monk, and then a thunder blasted down and smashed himself?

"I am a monk, and I have a relationship with Young Master An. This time I have something to discuss with him."

Xiao Yu's Zhao Mang said sincerely.

"Xiu... monk?"

"In...Secondary 2!"

Hearing the screams of the two companions behind him, the young man An Jia covered his face with his hands, feeling at a loss.

The corners of the mouths of a few security guards who were big and thick also raised their mouths slightly, and did not laugh out loud.

"It turns out to be a patient with the second stage of secondary disease!" The short-haired girl who followed also patted her chest and sighed: "But it's weird. There is no such thing as a fairy tale fire recently, right?"

"Ahem!" The Young Master Anjia coughed desperately, wanting his companion to stop laughing, but saw the vice president of his university's student union, who was also the organizer of their association's event, walking over.

"This friend who pretends to be a monk, can you wait for a while? Anzi is one of our main performers. In fifteen minutes it will be our group's turn to perform on stage."

The vice president wore gold rimless glasses, pretending to be a glamorous noble butler, with the aura of a superior.

It's a pity that he met Zhao Mang, the god of thunder, Xiao Yu who stood at the pinnacle of the second-year junior high school of hundreds of millions!

What's more terrifying than the peak of Secondary Two is that this young man has the extraordinary power to achieve his Secondary Two!

"I~ refused!"

After Xiao Yu's transformation, Zhao Mang looked at the young man An Jia: "You, don't want to help me?"

"Shangxian! Of course Anjia is willing!" The embarrassing Young Master Anjia realized the seriousness of this and answered without thinking.

No joke!What can please the monks is more important than everything we do now!

This issue of primary and secondary issues, he still distinguishes his son An!

"That's good!"

"Let's go."

Speaking of which, Xiao Yu grabbed the Anjia Young Master and lifted his one-meter-sixth body like a chicken.

"stop!"

"Let down Anzi~ There are still activities in the club!"

The vice president and the security guard ran to the two of them quickly.

But before they got close, they felt a surge of air force them back at the same time.

They widened their eyes and were shocked to see that the black robe man was carrying the young Sword Immortal An's Young Master suddenly into the air and ascended into the sky.

"Look!"

"There are gods!"

"Special effects explode ~ funding is burning!"

This sudden situation attracted most of the visitors in the exhibition hall.

Even the crowd watching the performance in the stage area has attracted many people.

But most of them just use this as a special effect.

However, after reaching a certain height, the mysterious man shouted: Go!With another wave of his sleeves, he took the young sword fairy in his hand and turned into white light and disappeared!

In fact, Xiao Yu just let the little young man An Jia pass out, and then exploded with extraordinary aura, then used a stealth trick to cover up the two of them.

The people at his feet were completely stunned and languid.

"Just... Then, what did that person say?" The vice chairman completely lost the noble elegance of the role he played. He took off his glasses and looked at the sky curtain and muttered:

"Monk? Hahaha~ I have an illusion, how can it be reality in front of me!"

"Woo...it must be my late-stage secondary disease again!"

"Otherwise, how could you see the unscientific reality!"

"How could such an incredible thing happen!"

Several security guards also stayed in place and whispered at a loss, even the shouts coming from the communicator for a moment forgot to answer.

"Hey! It's terrible, it's actually true!"

"I thought it was a junior or senior second uncle, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

The short-haired girl hugged the twin ponytail girl tightly, shaking nervously.

The eyes of the girl with double ponytails were shining, as if she had discovered something new that interested him!

Suddenly, a noise came from outside the door.

The girls looked back, but were shocked to find that many police officers were rushing in from the entrances and exits!

ps: Recommend an interesting new book "Glory Demon Wu". The author is an old author who has written absolute options. It seems that it is worth looking forward to!