"Half-step master, become a god on the thirteenth floor!"
"Four days, four days, I killed Long Yao from Yandu in the midsummer to the frozen Shambala, and exiled him for ten thousand miles! I dare to be a millionaire with one sword, my little junior brother."
"And the heroic words you gave to those group of assistants to build the capital and observe the rules are still echoing in my ears to this day."
"Luo Hanlin. I never realized that you were a gossip."
Luo Sloppy, who was hiding in a corner outside Wuying Hall and smoking, glanced at me with the strangest look, pinched his nose and yelled angrily: "Old Ancestor, your disciple said he wanted to win over me, and he must keep his words..."
"Although I am still young, I will be eighteen in two years..."
"I want to be your disciple-in-law, ancestor."
"I want you to grow old..."
I gave Luo a dirty look and said, "Let's get to the point!"
Luo Slutty nodded quickly, smiled and came closer to me, coquettishly like a little daughter-in-law: "Actually, I understand what you mean."
"What do I mean?"
"You carry Master to the General Counsel, and you will be behind after that..."
My face suddenly fell: "What am I doing behind here?"
"Enjoy the happiness!"
I was stunned and asked, "Me? Enjoying happiness?"
"right!"
Luo's face was sloppy and solemn, he clasped his fingers and said seriously: "If you work a little harder, Master can become the king, right?".
"After master becomes the king, you can comfortably be your second generation disciple, eating and drinking every day until death, right..."
The corners of my mouth twitched hard!
Luo Sloppy continued to shout with his fingers shamelessly: "By that time, there will be basically no general in the world who can be like you. Do you think I'm right, senior brother..."
I stood up silently and said softly: "The night patrol is coming."
Luo Sloppy's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly tried to hide his cigarette.
I probed with my tongue, and the Ziyun in the corner of my mouth immediately rolled into my mouth, and I pursed my lips indifferently.
Luo Sloppy blinked and immediately followed my example and rolled half of the purple cloud into his mouth.
Sizzling...
Two rings!
Luo's sloppy face was distorted by the heat.
But Luo Sloppy didn't dare to make the slightest move. He pretended to be calm and calm, leaning against the partition, while the back of his head kept hitting the century-old wooden board.
"Academician Luo, is your neck uncomfortable?"
Luo Slutty smiled his ugliest smile, didn't dare to speak and just nodded.
I spoke loudly: "My senior brother's training method is very good. It's just a bit useless."...
When the night patrol was far away, Luo Sloppy immediately ran away.
Deep and rich, ancient and profound.
The high red wall is full of inspiring red!
Dangdang Taihe Hall was once the center of the glorious Chinese world.
At four o'clock in the morning, Yandu is a city that never sleeps, with neon flowers blooming, bright night lights, and the square is crowded with people waiting for the sunrise to watch the flag raising.
Unknowingly, the prosperous age has quietly arrived!
In the later stages of the Olympic Games, China has firmly secured the top spot in the gold medal list, and first place is a foregone conclusion.
The exhibition of Tocharian national treasures turned out to be an unprecedented sensation and the response was enthusiastic.
Every day, there would be a long queue outside Wuying Hall, and the crowds would be like a flood!
What was different from what I expected was that Long Yao didn't send his disciples to cause trouble.
This round was in vain.
Thinking about it, if Long Yao dares to cause trouble in such an important exhibition, the fate awaiting him will naturally be miserable.
Yu Weibo, a dressed-up beast with a human face and an animal heart, is not a vegetarian!
On the second day of the exhibition, Yu Weibo led the co-organizers to visit the exhibition hall and walked around one after another.
There were also many fair-skinned foreigners and camel tutou wearing turbans who came with us.
As the commentator, I accompanied them all the way through the entire hall, which really stole the show.
Yu Weibo
He was very satisfied with the huge sensation caused by the exhibition. When he left, he spoke highly of it and made an important speech saying that he hoped there would be no war, no hunger and only peace in the world.
Yu Weibo took all the credit for this exhibition. From the moment he entered to the time he got in the car and left, the smile on his face never stopped.
There was just a small detail that made Yu Weibo feel a little bit uncomfortable.
That's when I said Xia Binghai's name in front of countless foreigners.
Um.
I say that the appraisal master of this exhibition is Xia Binghai!
During this period, I also introduced to many foreign distinguished guests the identity of Xia Binghai, who was not present, as well as his achievements and the honor given to Xia Binghai by the United Nations.
Yu Weibo was not very happy about my bad behavior of carrying private goods, but he didn't say much.
After all, you, Yu Weibo, have taken more than 90% of the bulk, leaving less than 10% of the soup and water. You should let the errand boys drink some.
One more thing.
You and Yu Weibo asked me to carry a knife and die, so what's the harm in giving me, a dying man, a meager bowl of decapitated rice? .
Looking at Yu Weibo's expression, Xia Binghai was already 60-70% sure of being the general advisor.
The old dog Long was killed and took refuge in the Thousand-Year Ice Cave of Shambala. There was no way to beat him anymore.
Old Chenpi is half dead, and I don’t want to hit him again.
Lao Se Pi Mu Chunqiu, there is no need to fight anymore.
He is not even included in the Lixia plan list, and has basically missed the chance to be the general counsel...
Now, only the old despicable Wang Jingsong is still threatening Xia Binghai.
Next, just beat the old mean guy!
But the old mean man is also in Shambala, so he can't be like the old dog who beats the dragon and sends him a special gift.
Want to fight...
You can only hunt cattle across the mountains.
After two or three days of inquiring and observing, I suddenly discovered that all the despicable disciples and grandsons were doing nothing, and not one of them showed up to make a conspicuous appearance.
Although I was a little unwilling to do so, I still had to give up the idea of beating up the despicable old man.
If you want to beat the old scoundrel, you can only join the list of the scientific research team of the Beginning of Summer Project, return to the Shambala Ice Cave, and fight the old dog together with the dragon!
We can only wait until we take over the Divine Bureau to do this!
