Trafford’s Trading Club

Dingling bell bell ——!

The ancient pine doors suddenly opened from the inside out, and the maid with the broom walked out of the club and started the day's work - first by cleaning the front door and wiping the windows.

It has been several days since the club was moved back from South America, and the maid is familiar with the environment in this town now, knows where the market is and knows when the supermarket is discounted.

Seems to wait for the discount day to go to the supermarket and gradually become routine... money doesn't make sense to her, but I don't know when it started to get used to that.

Sounds like it started after the present master arrived, right?

Street pedestrians rushed to work, but Yunight swept herself in front of the door among the pedestrians, as if she were overlapping with people, as if she were just an illusion, she was here, she was not here.

All of a sudden, the maid stopped her hand and looked at the side perceived, only to see someone standing beside her, facing herself, looking at the store door.

It's a guy who's tall, dyes his blonde hair, and carries another man behind his back - Momo and Exhibition.

“You are not with your predecessors...”

“Would you like to come in and sit down?” Yu Night just smiled slightly and said softly: “If you like, please allow me to serve you two some hot flower tea. ”

Momo wanted to say no, but his subconscious spot nodded, and then followed this beautiful woman into this strange shop.

Temperature seemed to get comfortable in an instant - it was the winter season out there, but there was a warmth in it, as if it were spreading from the bottom of your heart and dispersing the cold in your body.

Momo watched the cup delivered by the maid's hands and quickly wiped her palm before picking it up from Yunight's hand.

“Excuse me...” Momo drank the hot tea and felt a little more comfortable. He couldn't help but swallow it again.

“Want to ask something?” The maid stood in front of Momo, holding the tray in front of herself, and asked softly.

“Senior... isn't Senior here?” Momo looked around at this moment - the store seems to be much bigger than it looks from the outside… is it this big?

“My master is not here for the time being, I'll take care of it here for the time being. ”

Momo nodded, then smiled bitterly: "I thought I'd stop bothering my predecessor. I didn't expect it to be just a few hours later, but I let him come back to that predecessor's place...”

“Mr. Mommer, have you seen my master?” The maid's voice suddenly lit up.

Momo nodded and then briefly said about the meeting with Lo Qiu at Song's ancestral house, "I really appreciate your help this time, otherwise I would have been poisoned to death. ”

“How unfortunate, Mr. Mommer.” The maid smiled at the moment: “It must be a great pleasure to be chased by so many of our colleagues. ”

Momo smiled bitterly, rather than struggled, but rather chilled... the look of their fanaticism still lingered in Momo's mind to get the royal decree.

Unlike the fairy wind tunnel bones he has heard since he was a little boy, it is even more difficult to reach the margins outside of the supernatural.

“Don't say that.” Momo shook his head and then gauged the store in front of him, curious: “Your store… seems a little different? What kind of business is this? ”

When he noticed the store, it seemed like pedestrians hadn't noticed it existed - so a special store like the front door would always attract some attention, wouldn't it?

“Here?” Night smiled slightly: “This is a place to give people who need it, to provide services, to sell what they need. ”

Momo said, “Providing services? ”

“Yes,” the maid said softly at this time: "Whatever is reasonable, unreasonable, possible, impossible, anything you want can be fulfilled here… what you want in your heart and what you can give for it. ”

Somehow, the godly means of the predecessor flashed through Momo's mind... if this was the predecessor's shop, then the maid's words should be possible.

Impossible, impossible… incredible.

“Me… can I consume here too?” Momo asked subconsciously.

“It's mostly the Guests who come in.” Unight is right: “But one thing I need to remind Mr. Mommer is that we're here to make a deal with something precious. ”

Momo watched the show subconsciously… Want to buy some help here?

“I... can I think about it?” Momo asked suddenly.

Because at this point, he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart… like an alarm warning him not to speak easily.

“Sure,” the maid nodded. “Just don't make yourself regret it. ”

Momo nodded, he didn't dare to stay here for too long, and after a cup of tea, he left with the exhibit - perhaps just a delusion that he suddenly felt relieved when he walked out of the store door and didn't buy anything.

Find a place to rest. There are many people in this town. Even those who have lost their mind because of the royal decree need to think about the consequences of the mayhem.

Hidden in the city.

Unight sent Momo out of the store door and watched him leave before he was amused: “The monk is so special, he can resist the desire of his heart... but it is also because of this that it is more valuable. ”

As she said, the maid was in a good mood to continue to wipe the windows outside the store - because the owner was not far from her, and now with the club's radiation range, she could almost instantly reach the owner.

And it was in person.

……

Some of the old buses stopped upside down in front of the station. Soon afterwards, an unusually large figure rushed out of the bus and ran to the corner next to it at an extremely fast speed to throw up.

Song Sang looked at this huge shadow with some hesitation - who could have imagined that Song Da, as big as the god of war, would have gone car sick and vomited in such an appalling way?

- The old bus in the country smells like a chemical or biological weapon!

That's how Song Da explained it.

“Find a place to rest.” Mr. Blind ‘saw' Song Da's appearance at this time could not act well either, but shook his head and said: “Just wait. ”

“Wait?” said Song San, holding Song Da, curious.

Mr. Blind said this casually: “Since I can tell my brother is here, he can also tell that I'm here, naturally he will come to me. ”

Song Sanyi... the disciples of this clothing track, they don't always count against each other, do they?

“You martial artists can do it every day, can't we feng shui master do it?” As if to know Song San's thoughts, Mr. Blind responded without hesitation at this time.

This scared Song Sanlian to shut his mouth.

Although the three brothers were always blind and blind to call Mr. Blind on weekdays, the B number in the hearts of the three brothers was very clear. That was because Mr. Blind was lazy and he was skinny on his own.

“Well, find a hotel to rest in... blind? ”

Song San's face suddenly changed because he sensed someone approaching him quietly. Song San tried to release his own pneumatic sensing, but the person close to him seemed to be hidden, making him unable to lock.

And implicitly, Song San felt his heart beat so fast at this time.

He heard the sound of footsteps - like stepping on the frequency of his heart beating… No, it should be as if it were controlling the frequency of his heart beating!

But for a moment, Song San was already sweating cold and his back was cold.

“If you keep your air engine together and continue to resist, your heart will not be able to bear it.” Mr. Blind suddenly put his palm on Song San's shoulder and said quickly.

Song San took a deep breath at this time, slowly converged his breath, that horrible feeling gradually faded away.

At the same time, in front of several people, a white collar magnificent man in a black dress had appeared.

The woman with the hair on her plate looks very capable, but she also has a temperament that is not easily accessible... Song San took another deep breath, is that the person who just can't bear footsteps?

Is she... like a blind person, at that level?

But instead of looking at Song San, Zhuang Li looked directly at Mr. Blind, and said, “Excuse me, are you the Governor of Qingxia Zi? ”

“Are you?” Mr. Blind frowned.

The woman in front of him had implicit fluctuations in power… it was rare that he knew that the woman was not old, but had been so mended.

“The Little Woman's Last Name is Palace.” The lady respectfully said at this time: "Representative Lai asked me to pick you up, Representative Lai has been waiting for you at a tea house outside the town. Ask Taoist Daoist to come to me as an elder. ”

“Representative Lai?” Mr. Blind frowned again and then squeezed his fingers slightly.

But Miss Miyagi has said quickly at this time: “Representative Lai is a walking legend of Clothes Lane, and at a young age he has been one of the representatives of the Taoist Association. ”

“My brother's apprentice...” Mr. Blind nodded at this moment, "Then please lead the way ahead. ”

“Please follow me.” Miss Miyagi nodded and didn't talk much, turning directly.

Song Da and Song San looked at each other at this moment. Song Da looked at Mr. Blind as if he were ill. “Blind man, are you okay? ”

Song Da suddenly had the feeling that the land of Shenzhou was very dangerous - not to mention this Miss Miyagi. Not long ago, he and Song Sang met those two small masters on Wudang Mountain, the force was horrible and astonishing.

Mr. Blind said softly: “At this time it is Tarzan. The monastic world and the demonic world hold an exchange meeting here every 10 years. Today, almost half of the people from the dojo and demonic world can't even rank me... If there is any danger, do you think it would be useful to escape? ”

Song San hesitated for a moment at this time and suddenly said: “Blind man, Master Song should have arrived too... Do you think there is something bad going on with Master Song that is so horrible around Taishan? ”

Mr. Blind shook his head at this time: “It's all right, the Songs are all blessed people. In the face of murdering Ji, not to mention now there is one with Master Song..."

“To…? ”

“Come on, it's okay.” Mr. Blind calmly said: “You should pay more attention to Song Da, a warrior in Tang Tang, actually lost his car! ”

I'm so sorry...

……

……

“Look?”

Lo blinked her eyes and looked at Sister Long Yiluolong in her arms.

Why is it in your arms?

'Cause this lol is hugging the dragon and the evening, and the flying man is not slow or hasty.

Dragon and Eve, who always felt a great deal of pressure behind them, frowned at this moment: “Specifically, it is a spiritual pulsating dragon, not a native dragon race, kind of lucky dragon. The underground of the city where we used to live, there was actually a spiritual vein like this, originally it had almost a spiritual pulsating dragon, born with wisdom, only a pity..."

“What's the pity? ”

Dragon and Eve looked a little dim and said, “Too bad it's just a silly child. ”

“Sister Long? ”

Long Yi shook his head, “It's nothing, it's his choice... well, almost there, let's go down from here. Remember there was a small village near there, where some people lived, and there was a guy who shouldn't have stayed until now. ”

“Who is it? ”

“An emperor, dragon exhausted, but delusional, attempting to nourish his own soul with the dragon of hope, expecting future generations to find a way for the body to be resurrected. ”

Dragon and Eve said softly at this time: "When I found the hope, its dragon's air source was constantly stolen, so that it could not turn into a dragon. Later, when I cut off the arrangement of the original Feng Shui master, the hope began to gather dragon air again, but also because of this, it was postponed by hundreds of years to make it succeed, unfortunately, in the end, it was not congenial enough. ”

“Ah, how dare the emperor! Sister Long, didn't you teach him a lesson?” Lorraine asked drummedly at this point.

Dragon and Eve were helpless: “Although it is the emperor who has exhausted dragon qi, after all, he is a man of heaven and a pioneer of the dynasty. Even without dragon qi, the founding virtue of the country is still there, and the place in heaven and earth is still there. I can only stop his plan, but there is no way to extinguish his soul personally, because this equates to my own left hand hitting my right hand... Zhenlong Tian Zi, watching is annoying! ”

“Sister Long is very fortunate.” Lotus pulled out his hand and touched Dragon's head.

Dragon and Eve rolled their eyes, “Then grow up as soon as possible, maybe we can help you in the future. ”

“I've worked hard to grow up!” Lorelei took it seriously.

Though the chest is seriously growing up... if Long Xie feels that soft, heavy pressure on her back again, she will not be able to speak.