Realms In The Firmament

But Ning Bilai also clearly understood that the tone of the other party was natural; there was no anger, no gambling, it was just peaceful to say so. Ning Bilai knew that the other party really didn't care.

You may or may not care, but I... can you not care?

Ning Bi landed in the storm and stood on the roof for a long time before sighing, like flying away.

Ye laughed softly in the dark and muttered: “This killer is cute... but he still underestimated my Ye laugh. How could I risk so much money to save you? ”

“Besides... a top killer, if he is truly my slave... then he is no longer the first killer, even a qualified killer is no longer qualified... because a change in mentality leads to a regression in his strength...”

“So I will not bind you with grace. ”

“Jianghu friends, go all the way. ”

Ye smiled and fell asleep.

I'm tired of this night's torment!

2nd day.

Spiritual Treasure Palace Auction Hall.

Just as Ye laughed at the busy period of time, this period of time, Lingbao Palace is also a mess, chickens fly dogs jump!

Since the big boss arrived, the whole Palace suddenly became nervous and panicked.

Especially Guan Wan Shan Da Dong, more like a day and a year!

Guan Da Dedicated this period of time, looking forward to the arrival of the wind is simply looking through!

And the big boss Wan Zhenghao's round body, in this period of time, the whole person has lost almost three turns, the efficiency of weight loss can be described as leveraged, every day like a psychopath, turning around in the auction hall.

Well, rolling around with this adjective is somewhat inappropriate, because in the size of Marriott, it should be rolling around directly...

And every time you see Guan Wanshan, you grab him and say, "Is the wind coming? You're not here yet? ”

If you see Guan Wanshan ten times a day, and so on, ask at least twenty times!

Meet and ask, then walk away and ask, “Why haven't you come yet? When are you coming? ”

The reason for saying "at least” is because, in the course of their communication, they say a few words from time to time ——

“He's not dead, is he? ”

“Why hasn't this bastard arrived yet... What do you think is going on? ”

“Why hasn't he come yet? Do you know what's going on? Did that bastard fall in love with Flower Street Willow Lane and die of Flower Willow disease? ”

“Shall I send someone to the brothels to check it out? ”

“Why hasn't he come yet? Give me an analysis...”

Guan Wan Shantou is in a hurry, he's going crazy!

This is an exaggeration. As long as you are a normal person, you will feel nervous breakdown after being asked that 20 or 30 times a day. And your own IQ will be infinitely reduced...

Guan Wanshan felt that if the big boss asked me that again, I would surely collapse: the wind... he is not my son, when and why he hasn't come, how can I know? You ask me, who am I going to ask? What do I analyze? Do you have any information leads that I can analyze? I'll analyze your grandmother's paws!

But... it's the big boss who asks questions and can't stop answering them.

After each respectfully answering these boring and repetitive N questions, Guan Dafeng felt like he was going crazy. Perhaps when asked again, he really went mad...

As soon as Guan Wanshan saw the big boss, he subconsciously wanted to put oil on the soles of his feet and run away.

But the auction hall is so big, even if you run, where can you run?

Big Boss wants to ask you a question. Can you get away with it?

As the days went on, the big boss became more and more anxious. In the end, instead of running into Guan Wanshan's room, he yelled, "Has the wind come? Do you know when you'll be here? ”

Or when you can't find Guan Wanshan, simply start the whole auction house with everyone: “Let Guan Dafeng meet me right away! ”

Guan Wanshan was then taken to the big boss.

Then the boss splits his head and covers his face, or the same thing: "Is the wind coming? Do you know when you'll be here? ”

Guan Wanshan smelled the spell, his face was pale, his eyes stared at him, and he felt bored.

Really want to yell: paralyze the same question 800 times a day, is it fun?

But that phrase has been repeated eight million times in my heart, and I have never dared to say it.

Why don't you lower your head when you're under the eaves! The big boss must understand the answer!

Big Boss Wan Zheng is even more depressed!

Depressed to the point of almost committing suicide!

When I wanted to be wise, I got a baby that was bigger than heaven, and I kept it in my hand for 3,000 years; but I didn't see it, and every auction I wanted to send it away like a plague god.

Before and after the auction for more than 3,000 years did not go out, accidentally went out for a while and came back. This is clearly that the gods have spirits, so the Lord refused to give up, and he was still depressed to death, thinking that it was an ominous thing to lose his face.

You said that you had to rely on this baby to start your own life. How could you have to sell it yourself?

It's not brain... what else could it be?

Now it's finally shot, but once it's shot, you know it's the only super baby in the universe!

There is no more sorrow in life than this!

When it came to that news, Marriott was about to hang himself on the spot.

This is no ordinary thing...

As the world knows, the big boss of Lingbao Pavilion passed down from generation to generation. As long as he is the big boss who ultimately takes over Lingbao Pavilion, his name will automatically be changed to Wan Zhenghao.

It is mostly a practice passed down from generation to generation by the Spiritual Treasure Palace.

But Wan Zhenghao himself knew.

Those successors passed down from generation to generation… they are all themselves, so called passed down from generation to generation, but it is just a trick to hide the eyes and ears!

But no one else knows.

“Luckily no one else knows about this, otherwise this embarrassment would really be thrown at the grandmother's house... but the other day, I have to get it back...” Wan Zhenghao hurriedly turned around.

If we don't get it back, it's really going to kill us.

Because, there is such an absolutely unpleasant killing god, and Titan looks at himself with a gaze...

In his room, the middle-aged man looked at him coldly and said indifferently, "What's the use of circling? Wan Zhenghao, you are also amazing, there is such a good thing left with you, you haven't told me for so many years. ”

Wan Zhenghao's fat face was sweaty and his muscles suddenly shivered, weak: “Didn't you know the value of this thing... I thought it was a shameful thing to do, smashed the waste in my hand... hey, there are no eyeballs...”

The middle-aged man's face floated with a ridiculous laugh, hey hey, "Thanks to my hard work to extend your life for years, pass on your secrets, let you live forever, support your Lingbao Palace to become the first auction house on the mainland... Wan Zhenghao, is that how you repay me? ”

Wan Zhenghao was terrified and shouted out, "Seniors, seniors... Regarding the things of the outside world, seniors really don't know the inner middle and bottom details... Seniors, if I really knew, how could I have auctioned that thing so many times, let alone sold it for millions of taels of silver, those things only have value in the hands of senior people in the world, besides, if they are dedicated to seniors, as long as seniors are happy, just give me a little, it is also a great advantage in the world that hundreds of millions of millions of gold cannot be bought... how can I be so short-sighted..."

The middle-aged man frowned, his heart said, and he made sense, and it was true.

Looks like a piece of gold has been treated as mud by a poor man who has never seen the world... not only does he not feel pretty is precious, but he feels that the colors like poop are very obstructive...

“Any news?” The middle-aged man asked softly: “The... wind? ”

As soon as I heard that, I wanted to hang myself.

In the past few days, if he asked Guan Wanshan how many times, how many times did he also suffer in front of this middle-aged man? Guan Wanshan's feeling, he can fully feel, feel, how he can not feel.

Guan Wanshan was asked by himself, only to collapse depressed, and he was asked by this person, but he faced death threats again and again! The tolerability of this... but it's different.

“No news yet…” Marriott's face was bitter because he could totally guess what the middle-aged would say next.

“Why hasn't there been any news...”

“When will there be news...”

“You still want me to wait? Do you know how much time you have taken me...”

In this way, hundreds of times have appeared in these days, even if it's backwards!

Fortunately, at this moment, suddenly the door “dawn” was pushed open. The next moment, Guan Wanshan's old dragon bell's body was like that of a 17-year-old boy. The dragon's elite tiger rushed in and shouted with excitement: “Well... he, he, he, come! ”

The two people in the house spared years of cultivation, but were suddenly surprised by the break-in.

All stared at the old man, who had taken Spring Medicine, stunned like a mud sculpture.

Originally, they were both in this room, no one was allowed to enter. Although Guan Wanshan was the chief appraiser of Lingbao's Palace, he also knew that this room existed, but he dared not trespass. What happened?!

Guan Wanshan shouted and began to gasp and rub his hands on his knees. After all, he was a very old man. An instant of excitement was difficult to sustain, and a moment of exhaustion appeared, but the old face, the beam was red, not because of excessive exercise, but because —— excitement.

God, the day is finally over when I was forced to ask 800 times and had to answer...

The Wind Ling... Here it comes!

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