Super Warcraft Factory

Chapter 1210

After Li Xiuwen sent Zhao Wei to leave, slam his head and returned to the house, and there was no expression.

Xiao Jixiang secretly sneaked his face, did not dare to talk, and step by step, he would have to say it.

Li Xiuwen is not for other things, but he almost has to force Zhao Mi Niang to destroy her so-called conspiracy for Jia Baoyu.

This is not a winning hope in the Red House World. Maybe the Jiafu collapsed, Jia Baoyu fell to a wild vegetable root, there was a little win a chance.

Now Jia Baoyu is vigorous, dare not saying that God kills God, at least is a good fortune, no matter what kind of robust can't hurt his life.

"Jia Ring you are dead, the residual soul dares!"

Li Xiuwen snorted.

The wasteled garden is full of half-human weeds. The pond is dry, and only a pavilion still stands, and the coarse wood beam column has a strong fungus.

Li Xiuwen sat down, the long wooden bench under the body, it seems to be overwhelmed, and it will be scattered next second.

He spreads up the new to hand, the might of the body, the body is far away, and a few unacceptable multicolored fogs rise, quickly and hidden in four weeks.

Street, ordinary civil housing, temple road gap, deep homes, all have multicolored fog. They seem to be a smart fish, and the naughty bursts into people's heads and disappears.

A multi-color mist passes through the walls of the bricks, walking more than 100 meters in the air, falling on a Huo La Han with a ravioli, and is not integrated in a half point.

I am rushing to the street, the heart of Huo Lao Han, who is in confusion, and feel like there is something to drill into the brain.

"This is certainly wrong."

There is no other person in the surrounding rice, Huo Lao Han, who picks to the ravioli, will continue to hurry.

On the day of the day, Huo Laohan's business is subtracted, and the guest is not going to eat, it is dining to the restaurant, ignoring the bulls of the street.

"Let's go!"

Huo Laohan packed the stove, the tableware, greeted several snacks of snacks around, and provoked the stall back.

"Lao Huo, today's business is not bad. I see you a face, it is definitely a big profit." The cake of cake on the left smiled.

"Not as good as you, this is sold in the third batch of cakes, remember to ask us to drink." Huo Laohan said some envious.

This is a hot soup, not like cakes, and people who are watching while watching. People are naturally better.

Half the day, the copper coins in the Huo Laohan basket is very inferior, and he is really annoyed.

"Yeah, today's customers seem to be eaten, there are many three cakes."

Cake stall owners are slightly strange, but the brilliance on the face is also concealed.

The small basket of summers is filled with copper coins, and the one-day business can be against the three days.

However, where to sell food will be afraid of the big belly, the cake is the owner smile and promise to do everything.

Huo Laohan returned home and looked at the old companion that was preparing to tomorrow, the mood was unhappy, shouted: "I am back."

"It's coming back so early?"

I have a lot of worry on the old space, I am not a lot of , it is very bad.

Today, I can't sell it, I can only eat home, otherwise the customer will not buy it. There are too many snacks on the streets, and if there is a difficult business, business is difficult.

"It's really a ghost, the guys who sell cake next door is better, waiting until the evening, the money will be made five days."

Huo Laohan is mutter, and you can't wait to sell cakes.

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This is not a winning hope in the Red House World. Maybe the Jiafu collapsed, Jia Baoyu fell to a wild vegetable root, there was a little win a chance.

Now Jia Baoyu is vigorous, dare not saying that God kills God, at least is a good fortune, no matter what kind of robust can't hurt his life.

"Jia Ring you are dead, the residual soul dares!"

Li Xiuwen snorted.

The wasteled garden is full of half-human weeds. The pond is dry, and only a pavilion still stands, and the coarse wood beam column has a strong fungus.

Li Xiuwen sat down, the long wooden bench under the body, it seems to be overwhelmed, and it will be scattered next second.

He spreads up the new to hand, the might of the body, the body is far away, and a few unacceptable multicolored fogs rise, quickly and hidden in four weeks.

Street, ordinary civil housing, temple road gap, deep homes, all have multicolored fog. They seem to be a smart fish, and the naughty bursts into people's heads and disappears.

A multi-color mist passes through the walls of the bricks, walking more than 100 meters in the air, falling on a Huo La Han with a ravioli, and is not integrated in a half point.

I am rushing to the street, the heart of Huo Lao Han, who is in confusion, and feel like there is something to drill into the brain.

"This is certainly wrong."

There is no other person in the surrounding rice, Huo Lao Han, who picks to the ravioli, will continue to hurry.

On the day of the day, Huo Laohan's business is subtracted, and the guest is not going to eat, it is dining to the restaurant, ignoring the bulls of the street.

"Let's go!"

Huo Laohan packed the stove, the tableware, greeted several snacks of snacks around, and provoked the stall back.

"Lao Huo, today's business is not bad. I see you a face, it is definitely a big profit." The cake of cake on the left smiled.

"Not as good as you, this is sold in the third batch of cakes, remember to ask us to drink." Huo Laohan said some envious.

This is a hot soup, not like cakes, and people who are watching while watching. People are naturally better.

Half the day, the copper coins in the Huo Laohan basket is very inferior, and he is really annoyed.

"Yeah, today's customers seem to be eaten, there are many three cakes."

Cake stall owners are slightly strange, but the brilliance on the face is also concealed.

The small basket of summers is filled with copper coins, and the one-day business can be against the three days.

However, where to sell food will be afraid of the big belly, the cake is the owner smile and promise to do everything.

Huo Laohan returned home and looked at the old companion that was preparing to tomorrow, the mood was unhappy, shouted: "I am back."

"It's coming back so early?"

I have a lot of worry on the old space, I am not a lot of , it is very bad.

Today, I can't sell it, I can only eat home, otherwise the customer will not buy it. There are too many snacks on the streets, and if there is a difficult business, business is difficult.

"It's really a ghost, the guys who sell cake next door is better, waiting until the evening, the money will be made five days."