MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Section 1: Xiaoyun Yuyu (below)
The first section: Xiaoyun Yuyu (below) ("")
"Oh?"
"First order." Zuo Mo took out a jade slip.
"Only two, is it necessary to order a scorpion agreement?" The strong man did not think that he muttered.
"Insurability, or if I am this body, when you run, I can't catch up with you." Zuo Mo still expressionless, still speeching.
In desperation, the brawny had to make an agreement with Zuo Mo, and others had to disperse at this time.
After doing this, the brave man mentioned the bag on the ground, and the bag of more than 300 kilograms was light in his hand.
Halfway up the mountain, Zuo Mo struggled to climb the stone steps and was soaked in sweat. The brawny looked down and said: "You can be physically weak." Then he urged: "Can you hurry up? I want to do two more orders today! According to this speed, it will be good if you can get it."
Zuo Mo feels like a fish that has been fished out of the water, almost suffocating. He sat on the stone steps, panting, gasping and anger: "I... I can't do it..."
The brawny suddenly rushed: "How is this going, are you not bad for my business?"
Left Mo has turned his eyes and looked blank. "You have seen it too. I really have no strength."
The brave man was annoyed: "I will pick you up, I am losing money today." After that, he took a copy of Zuo Mo, and placed it under his arm, striding a big step and trotting along the stone steps.
"It’s really enviable for you to cultivate these things." Zuo Mo, who took advantage of the cheap, had no heart.
"What is enviable? I have to eat hard food. I am now refining five layers, and I can't pick up a lot of life. When I get to the base period, I can get more work. In this year, life is not easy!" The brawny could not help but feel.
"Yes! Life is not easy!" Zuo Moxin was awkward. He suddenly thought of the thousand Yufu boat he saw on the road. He couldn't help but ask: "Hey, what happened to the thousand Yufu boat? I haven't seen it before. I have passed."
"That is the palace of Akino's real people. You should be careful not to provoke him." The strong man reminded me: "You must see those women wearing white veil wearing a veil, they must be respectful. They are all the real people of Akino, temper. The arrogance is very good. Many people have touched them and they are terrible!"
The strength of the strong man is extremely amazing. One hand carries a three-pound bag and the other carries a left-handed mop. There is no sense of difficulty in speaking.
"That is, these little people, to touch the mold, it is to find death." Zuo Mo attached.
The strong man has a great pace, and the speed is much faster than that of Xiaohuang. This mountain stone step actually took only half an hour to climb.
Zuo Mo quickly paid two pieces of spar, and the strong man took the spar and turned and hurriedly ran down the mountain.
"Life is not easy!" Zuo Mo looked at the back of the strong man, and expressed his heartfelt emotion.
To the East Ring, Zuo Mo was very familiar with it. He picked up his bags and made a few turns to find the place to find.
This is a shop specializing in the acquisition of Linggu, a small storefront with a small flag hanging on the door, which reads two words: Linggu. The character array on the flag can guarantee that these two words can be seen at night.
More than three hundred kilograms of two products Linggu, for such a shop, is only a small business. Even the shopkeeper was lazy to say hello, just sent a buddy.
"Thirty two-product spar."
The guy didn't mean to talk about the price. Zuo Mo also knew that he had no room for counter-offer and he nodded.
This price is a bit low, but the same goes to other stores, unless he can directly provide tens of thousands of pounds of Linggu, he will have the right to talk about prices. After deducting the amount paid to the sect, the three hundred pounds of Linggu is the result of his hard work for a whole year.
Thirty two-product spar, for him, is a lot of money.
Taking advantage of thirty two crystal spars, walking down the street, Zuo Mo seems to feel the eyes of pedestrians around are like thieves.
The streets of the East Ring are wide, and there are many colorful and odd-shaped houses floating in the sky. Those are also shops. However, it is a high-level business district. There are no senior riders and no defenders who can fly the sword. If you want to enter, you can't get in. Some high-end shops are even like a small island floating in the air, with fragrant flowers and melodious music.
Those are the places where Zuo Molian’s fantasy can’t be imagined. He always only looks at the meat in his bowl.
