Origin Player

The night market lights are brilliant.

Compared to someone's thoughts, Zhuang Ya is more interested in food.

Passing by the eagle -catching eagle room, the rich meat fragrance came, and the barbecue stalls and meat preserved stalls raced to drink.

"What's this."

"Well, girl, this is the sand sugar, mung bean licorice and snow, cold water, clear heat and heat, a bowl of Jiuwen money, you finish drinking, the bowl is here."

The owner of the stall showed a little enthusiasm. Beying on the surprising little girl, the young people's robes were extremely conspicuous, and the official uniform specifications were strictly paid to the level.

"Two bowls."

Zhuang Ya cut off a corner of the silver, lifted the bowl and sent it to someone's mouth.

"Snake, drink it."

Jiang He took the bowl and his eyes were still on the black team in the distance. It was all the disciples of the magic religion. Because the leader was a master, although everyone was not happy, he did not shout everywhere. This one. The leader of the team is a red crown, and another young man with a naked upper body goes side by side.

"It's really the cow ghost snake gods."

The magic religion has two sons of Yin and Yang. There are no requirements for gender. The two cultivate the sorrows of the yin and yang of spring and autumn at the same time. Then they will decide to fight after the two sides become the martial arts of Shangpin. Influence.

As if you noticed the attention of attention, the Yinzi looked back.

On the roof of a restaurant, the young man with a robe smiled mildly, walking down, his arms spread like wings, and he was well achieved.

The second disciple of the Great Master of the Wudou Road Palace, the people of the rivers and lakes, called the Taoist, and their people jumped down from the top of the building.

In the magic education team, the elders of Du Ni asked, but the Yinzi shook his head. He stepped on the ground, flew up, and jumped to the city to learn from the city.

Tao idiots caught up lightly, raising his hand is a crossbow -like thunderifa.

Just a few rounds of fighting, they attracted the attention and applause of countless people.

On the street full of onlookers, Zhuang Ya kept stuffing meat into his mouth, his cheeks bulging, like a hamster with a nut.

Jiang He put the bowl back, and the stall owner had no shadow. The people nearby gathered on the side of the Jianshui River.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

On the side of the road, a beggar's old man roared with red eyes, his eyes stared at the martial arts on the river like a hungry wolf, and from time to time, he took his fist and hammered his head.

Jiang He pulled Zhuang Ya away a little bit, and this old lunatic turned out to be the best.

"Big snake, he is a bit strong."

"Not only, you are not a grade combat power."

Jiang He walked towards the Jubao Tower in the night market. The names of such commercial rivers and lakes are very grounded. Important divisions.

Jian Shui was still playing. The two Tianjiao duels were quite rare, and even the landlords of the Jubao Tower also ran out to watch.

"I have seen Uncle."

When the landlord saw the person, he immediately hugged his punch. As a recent rise, he did not know that this chaotic uncle could basically say goodbye to the ranks of first -class forces.

"I'm here to buy something, mainly by ginseng."

The landlord reluctantly turned his head. He didn't want to give up on the sidelines, but trading at the door was too folded.

Just when the two walked into the Jubao Tower, a bamboo pole dripped from the river, and the tall strong man stepped on the bamboo pole, and the rivers on both sides stirred a few meters. A big boxing seal was formed, and it was a master.

The yin saint and the idiot were forced to join forces to fight against the enemy.

"President Hao's skills have made great progress again. I am afraid that he has entered the nine grades. The military grinding boxing is easy to learn and difficult to learn.

Jiang He took the roster sent by the guy, and according to the "Martial Arts" issued by the court of the court a century ago, the upper, middle, and lower thirds were divided into one to nine grades in detail. However, with the passage of time, a more detailed division has indeed produced a little positive significance to the increase in the number of Xiapinwufu. However, in general, the masters usually don't care about the "Martial Arts".

Zhuang Ya waited quietly, gurgling in the small belly, quickly digesting the chicken, duck and fish.

Jiang He browsed the roster, and the Yami Mountains in Yizhou were rich in ginseng. The output was extremely large, which made the price of ginseng plummeted. At the same time, ginseng also belonged to the management and control items of the Guding of Antihu. , Even secretly supporting, after all, ginseng is a commonly used great supplement for martial arts. The price of other states is high, involving the interests of many people.

As the price of private tax increases, the Governor of Anbei Metropolitan Palace will pay a large number of ginseng to the court each year.

"A century -old ginseng, twenty or two silver?" Jiang He was surprised, even if he had expected, the price still surprised him a little.

Jubao's landlord laughed helplessly: "Uncle is not expensive. Although the ginseng grows fast in the Jianchi Mountains, it will take 20 years to get in. If it is too low, our roof can not live out. Of course, of course, of course, of course, of course, of course, of course, of course, of course, of course , I can send it to you ".

The owner of the Jubao building followed the fate, and the vortex in the depths of the chaos, but because the combat power was a bit deep, the parties were trying to figure out and estimate.

According to the comprehensive strength of age, realm, and power, he can do this sale, but he does not want to cause trouble. Whether you have traded in depth for a long time lies in the uncle himself.

Jiang He raised his eyebrows, and this guy meant to meet.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"The disciples of the master are still relatives of the emperor."

"Half of the rivers and lakes." Jubao's host laughed without saying a word.

"I want a thousand," Jiang He said.

The smile of Jubao host stopped abruptly.

Are you smashing the field?

The owner of Jubao Tower said with a headache: "Bo, we have it here, but this thing is not worried about selling, so much shot at once is equivalent to breaking this business. The number must decrease sharply. After the news came out, many martial arts may not choose Juba Tower when they buy other things.

Jiang He stunned the crimson robe on his body.

The owner of Jubao rolled his eyes, "Well, I really just say, I don’t care much about making money."

Jiang He suspected that this guy was a player, and the passenger flow was a word, not like ancient words.

After half a minute, several guys raised a large box, Zhuang Ya stepped forward, and she could not see her head from the front.

"How is this little girl a little stupid." Jubao Lou made a teased.

"I think I am smart?"

Jiang He frowned.

The owner of Jubao raised his hand to surrender. He thought it was a role of a maiden room. After all, he did not hear that Da Mingfu had such a noble woman.

Qian Qian and Jiang He led Zhuang Ya to leave.

"Big Snake, I can understand, but I don't feel anything. People in the White Snake Village are dead. I know that I want to get revenge, but I am actually not sad."

From a distance, a large box that moves long legs is talking.

"Without school education, just take you to school when you have time." Jiang He didn't think it was intentional.

"I don't understand." Zhuang Ya replied.

"You understand it, I will be scared."