Trafford’s Trading Club

Is this Tarzan? ”

I put my hands on my eyebrows and tried to make a view, but I just got off the train, and now I'm still on the platform, and Lorraine is showing excitement.

Dragon and Eve looked at this little butterfly with some sadness. The first choice was to take her, not to say to let her protect herself, but to allow her to handle something for herself. After all, there are a lot of things that are inconvenient for her to come out directly.

Just...

This guy is really here for a trip, isn't he? She tried so hard on the train to tell Lo Pao about this trip to Tarzan that he probably forgot about it long ago.

But... what the hell is going on with these breasts?

Every time you see it, Long Yi feels compelled to be amazed, especially after wearing this dress.

“Speaking of which, haven't I seen this dress before? When did you buy it?” Long Xi asked curiously.

“This dress?” Lo blinked and pulled his hand up the place where the dress was placed, slightly lifting the lace inside, laughing: “It was given to me by Sister Zijun! ”

“Oh.” If Long Xi didn't think much, she was just throwing up in her heart... and that stinking kid wouldn't know where to run without saying a word.

But... how could this damned girl find such a good outfit? Did she see this before the butterfly broke off?

This breast...

“Lord Long! ”

Silently, a seemingly cold voice appeared behind Dragon and Lotus. Dragon and Eve were nothing, but the little butterfly was frightened. He looked to his right in panic and grabbed his palm nervously.

“Take it easy, it's a ghost baby.” Dragon and Eve whispered.

“Ah, Mr. Ghost Baby? ”

“This is the special ability of his people, so consider it invisible.” Long Yi simply said it and walked straight out of the platform. Lo Zheng could only keep up quickly, but he was still trying to see if ghost babies existed and looked nervous.

If the pace of Longxi was not fast at this time, he lowered his voice: “What's going on in Tarzan? ”

The ghost baby's voice sounded at this time, “It was chaotic. On this occasion, the monastic world and the demonic tribe suddenly began to kill each other. There was no movement on the side of the court. There is no bias at present, and there is no point in interfering. ”

“They must not use it to consume the strength of both sides," Longxi said softly. Although the Demon Nation has signed an agreement with the Founding Fathers, after so many years, there have always been some opinions about the original agreement. ”

She laughed suddenly, “I can't seem to sit on the other side of the Dao Realm, are you going to take the chance to hit the demon clan? It seems that years of repression have almost reached the point where things must be reversed. ”

The ghost slowed down: “As the Prime Minister also said, the demonic people are also dissatisfied with the Taoist realm, sooner or later something will happen. This inheritance of the Great East Yue seems to have appeared, just in time. ”

Dragon and Eve frowned, “Tortoise said on the phone that the person who obtained the royal decree is missing? ”

“Yes,” the ghost baby hurried: “The man is a true heir, the master is Taeko Sheep. And he himself is a little guy who hasn't been in the road long, and he's weak. Also missing with this son is a legend of the Dragon Tiger Mountain Master's Way. ”

“Dragon Tiger Mountain Master Dao?” Dragon and Eve were stunned, "Zhang Daoling's Daoist...”

If it turns me into a fairy, the world is too peaceful!

Her heart suddenly sounded a powerful voice... Long Xi smiled and whispered: “The kid was gone too...”

“Lord Long?” The ghost baby is sending a sound of doubt.

Long Xi shook his head: “Nothing, I just remembered a late man... take me to see Tortoise. He was in such a hurry on the phone that I had to come to explain it. Do you know what happened? ”

“Subordinates do not know.” The ghost baby-tale is full of worry, "during this time, the tortoise adult did not go out, trapped himself, his subordinates also worried. This time the mountains of Tarzan burst into darkness, the imperial court people came to our palace several times, and Lord Turtle also disappeared on account of his physical condition. ”

Long Xiao and Luo Xiao have walked out of the train station together. To her surprise, she suddenly couldn't hear the ghost baby, but looked ahead - not knowing when a black sedan had stopped.

As for the ghost baby, he was already there, dressed in a dark black suit and even wearing a driver's hat, opening the door and preparing to greet them.

“Mr. Ghost Baby?” Lorelei shouted in surprise - although his face was the same, the change in appearance was so great!

Although contact with ghost babies is rare, it is clear that the doorman at this delightfully pure earth bar was impressed.

In my impression, the ghost baby is wearing the kind of clothes with many nails, even the nostrils with earrings, a colorful hair... but at this moment, the ghost baby looks like that Sven, and the skin is more pale, like a noble man.

Ghost Baby said softly at this time: "After all, I want to attend the Tarzan meeting, so I just wore it and noticed it. Is there a problem? ”

“No… no.” Lorelei shook his head in a hurry.

Still the same awe-inspiring look... lol walked into the back of the sedan lightly, then pulled a dragon and evening hand.

“Mr. Ghost Baby, where are we going now?” Lorraine asked curiously.

Ghost Baby turned around in his driving position: “Go near the Double Dragon Pool, Xuan Palace has its own industry there. All right, sit tight, I'm gonna drive. ”

“Oh... wow!! ”

This is a car crash!!

……

Sitting in a cramped room, Momo started taking care of his luck. With more wound medication put on him by the Qin woman, his trauma has healed, and the menstrual pulse has recovered a lot after these days of cultivation. His strength has recovered about 30%, but he also has the ability to protect himself.

After not passing the mysterious Qin woman that day, he left behind his back in search of a way. When he finally found a village, he found himself at least 60 kilometers away from the original fallen cliff. No wonder he walked out of the way and did not meet those dojos or demons. It seems that the woman also transferred herself and the exhibition.

Momo quickly found a family with the local name Wang, which looked like a very simple village name. He made an excuse and took some money to pay, sort of staying in the family's house for a while.

Still no sign of waking up at half an hour.

At this point, the owner of the family suddenly knocked on the door and sent some food. This man is called Wang Dashun, an honest farmer in Bala, only has one son in the family, attends high school outside, only returns on vacation.

“Dude, my mother-in-law made some rice congee! Your friend can't wake up and eat. Feed her some rice congee!” Wang Dashun smiled and pushed the door in.

“Thanks, Brother Wang.” Momo took over with gratitude.

In this four-sided song, where people unite their enemies, they encounter goodwill from an ordinary person and make Momo feel quite impressed - only that sooner or later both the Daoists and the Demons will find themselves, and then they will be afraid to involve the family.

“Brother Wang, I'm leaving tonight.” Momo looked at Wang Dashun as he fed Xuan and drank Xiaomi porridge.

“So soon? You can stay a few more days! It's okay!” Wang Dashun hurried. “Aren't you hurt, too? I saw blood all over me that day...”

“I'm almost better.” Momo whispered, "Besides, my friend can't wake up all the time, and I'm going to take him to the provincial hospital to see that. ”

“Exactly.” Wang Dashun nodded, then said: “Well, it's not convenient to go out here. There's a minibus that just came in a few days ago. Let me get in touch with you to see if there's any other way? ”

“Thank you, Brother Wang!” Momo nodded, "By the way, Brother Wang, can I take your call? I used it. I've been missing for some time and haven't reported peace to my family. ”

“Here you go. ”

Naturally it's not a high-end phone, I'm afraid it's just a few hundred bucks worth of cottage, but it's enough for a phone call. Wang Dashun went out very intelligently.

Momo thought about it for a while and dialed a number - his phone was already on the run and he was destroyed, otherwise it would remain under someone else's supervision.

There are also a number of rules and regulations within the Taoist boundaries of Shenzhou - for example, every Taoist needs to be registered with a special agency of the government, and a special system for locating their phones needs to be installed, and telephone interviews from that agency are received three or five times apart.

At this point, Momo naturally doesn't intend to follow that rule and report it to the agency's people. He just felt that after such a big thing, he needed to notify his master. He was worried, and there was also Sheep Taizi's side to explain.

It's just that when he starts dialing his master's phone number, he suddenly stops... if he directly monitors his master's or Senior Sheep Tae's phone, I'm afraid the simple signal source can find where he is now?

Even if his master and Tae-zi Sheep came out, I'm afraid they won't be able to resist the guys who have gone mad for their chances, like the bad dogs, even more so if it involves their two elderly people...

Momo smiled bitterly. After all, he left Wang Dashun's phone aside and didn't use it. He looked at the exhibit on the bed and had to laugh bitterly: "You guys, you slept so well. ”

He shook his head, sighed, fetched Wang Dashun's wife's cooked rice porridge, spooned it with some, and sent it to his mouth to blow a few times gently before he reached the mouth of the exhibitor and fed it carefully.

“Eat it, I don't know if I'll ever have another chance to eat it again. It's better to die of hunger than to starve to death. ”

……

……

One street apart is paradise and hell.

Interestingly enough, in this city, the rich and the poor are able to live in the middle of the mountain - a geographic location that, if placed in other developed cities, is unlikely to be inhabited by the average non-rich or expensive group.

But obviously not in this part of Rio.

An easy bungalow next to a luxury villa for the rich.

Around a few decades ago, a large number of demobilized soldiers from this country, after returning, faced the horrific problem of unemployment, not only because they were not treated favourably by the State. They have no economic resources, not even their own land.

However, there were strange policies in this country at the time —— for example, joining you in building a house in this place, and this land belongs to you.

Large numbers of veterans, as well as people from elsewhere, have begun to build their own homes in places that later belonged to the Golden Zone. Two storeys, three storeys, even one storey of houses, quickly seize these golden places with invincible sea views, like springbamboo shoots.

But the slums built like this, of course, don't have a lot of entertainment equipment, at best, to give the gangs that hold these big slums to the little parks they built, or the simple football field.

Lochu found that the umbrella that the maid was carrying was quickly unusable - because there was another cloud of clouds floating by the sea.

Night Eve has a habit of flowering in the club lobby. Before she came to the city, where Lochu had originally lived, the maid had her usual flower shop.

But coming here, I'm afraid, will require another family - although this time in Rio, it won't be long.

“This flower shop seems nice. ”

Not in the slums, of course, but on the other side of the street, on the land of the rich. Florists are generally white houses with a lot of South American flower breeds on the outside, and the everyday varieties of Lochu Ping are rarely seen here.

“Pick it, I'll take a look.” Rochu laughed, and for flowers, if not necessary, he rarely studied them.

Watching Unight walk up to the owner of the flower shop and ask, Lochu began to gauge the variety he had here.

He curiously walked up to a plate of plants with ‘Brazilian Iris' on them, and looked at the white jade leaves and the butterfly blue petals, but he kind of wanted to buy them.

“There's another name for this Brazilian iris, the Jade Butterfly. ”

Boss Luo turned around.

It was a man in a dark blue casual suit, about thirty years old. The man walked up to the pot and smiled. He looked at Lochu and suddenly asked, "Chinese? ”

Men are also the face of the East, and are also asked in the native language of the country.

Boss Luo nodded with a smile and said, “Yes, I've come to travel for a few days. Hello, my name is Rochu. ”

“Travel? This is not a good choice.” The man laughed, but also reached out, "Hello, my name is Song Hao Lan. It's good to see you, my compatriot. ”

Compatriots, natural compatriots mean yellow brothers.