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Chapter 7 Bimiao Mountain Lord(2/2)

Most of the people who open a shop here are disciples of the Demon Suppression Academy and family members of the teaching department officials.

Self-produced and sold, there is also rare phenomenon of shops bullying customers.

The most famous one is naturally the appreciation of the elite and the masses in the Tibetan Chunlou.

As long as you have money, even the princess of the devastated country can perform on stage.

It was a rare holiday and I received a reward for killing the black python demon. A group of corpse husbands who didn’t know there was still a future would naturally not miss such a great opportunity.

Chen Jiang was also pulled by Zhang Shitou, a brother from Dayan Hai.

It will take several days to start the building with the general house of Hai character.

This made the heart of Chen Jiang, who was temporarily homeless, a trace of guilt that he had originally had for the Black Dragon Demon instantly disappear.

Just assume that I celebrated my ten-year expiration in advance.

Zhang Shitou made a big head, and all the corpse husbands made up pieces.

Although it is just a little bit of entry and a pink gauze compartment, it is the lifelong wish of most corpse men to be able to walk to the Zangchun Tower.

The figures are mixed and the noise is boiling.

"I heard that the black dragon demon has been killed."

"Qingshui Zhenren is worthy of being the leader of the Taoist sect. His amazing water technique that day was amazing..."

"Brother Wei, see me?"

The crowd was full of energy and looked at the drunken figure.

"Of course...a striking glance..."

Brother Wei only paused for a moment.

Seeing the big guys on the third floor of Zangchun Tower also looked at them.

The alcohol is as strong as you want, and the heart begins to speak freely with the alcohol. The more you speak, the more you become, as if you bought double the wine.

"That black dragon demon was locked up in the worldly magical powers of the Qingshui Zhenren that day, and a magical magic trick..."

Chen Jiang was drinking a little wine and listening to Brother Wei's distracting words.

He even had a little doubt whether the black dragon demon had killed him.

This guy is really a pity if he doesn't tell the story...

Chen Jiang sat in the crowd, quietly collecting information.

"As soon as this black dragon demon dies, this matter has come to an end."

A guy dressed as a student in the Demon Suppression Academy admitted that everyone who saw the black dragon's appearance as a great demon that day was frightened.

"Finish? Is this still early?"

Someone spoke again.

"As soon as the dragon dies, those snakes, pythons and demons will move when they hear the wind.

The black dragon demon's Taoist practice for thousands of years is of great benefit to those snakes and pythons even if it is a dead aura.

In the next few months to a year, Wuri City will not only not be safe, but will instead be busier than before."

The news shocked everyone, and the wine in their hands was also tasted halved.
Chapter completed!
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