Supreme Merit Cultivation System

"Sure enough, it looks like you are going to get rich!"

Long Qingshuang sat upright and checked the Tears of the Sea one by one, nodding her head to confirm its authenticity. Her tone was quite excited, but her expression was closer to comfort.

There are bound to be losses and profits in doing business. Ju Wang's clone invested all his wealth at the beginning of his business, which seemed a bit too impulsive. There are many variables in the sea of ​​beauties, and Long Qingshuang actually has reservations about whether it can really make a profit.

The reserves of Tear Heart Essence in the Chaos Basin must be astronomical, and this is the only good news. If the lost mermaid can sense the kangaroo, if the extreme cold of the Sea of ​​Beauty makes the durability of this weird spell unusable, if there happens to be someone

If they bump into each other and cause trouble... the King of Ju's clone will definitely lose everything.

King Ju's clone seems to be completely relieved. How can there be so many what-ifs in this world? Coincidences can happen, but it's too unlikely that there will be so many coincidences in the Chaos Basin where birds don't shit and are thousands of miles away.

That’s right.

As for the durability of the kangaroo, he has never doubted it. Although it will definitely need to be updated, the expected time is definitely better than imagined. Having said that, regardless of whether the small formation is good or bad, if it is so easy to let him

Disappointed... maybe he would still be happy.

The only variable is that after he scrapes too many tears, Shuimen Dongtian may secretly ask Tiaozi to stop him, but there is only a slight possibility. He can be sure that Hardhead Tuo will soon find out about the strange structure of the kangaroo.

Maybe I have run out of ideas.

Waving his hand, he released a large amount of fruit wine and side dishes. He gestured to Long Qingshuang and said, "Don't worry about those things. It's time for us to eat. It's time to drink."

Long Qingshuang turned her head and saw that this guy had already discharged a pile of Meirenhai's specialty fruit wine. She suddenly felt her scalp numb, and her eyes were a little straight when she looked at the wine bottle. She couldn't help but move her butt back and whispered: "Well,

Well...I don't drink much."

King Ju's clone rolled up his dead fish eyes and stared at her, saying, "Then you prefer going out to fish for pearls?"

"I'd better drink!"

Long Qingshuang pouted her lips and glanced at him angrily, muttering: "I thought you were so kind, but it turns out that you and that guy Li Mo are basically carved from the same mold. You won't feel comfortable letting me stay."

Kindhearted!”

Drinking with two people is indeed better than drinking alone. Ju Wang's clone soon became drunk and was in a daze. Long Qingshuang was even worse and fell asleep as soon as he finished the bottle.

The nightmare has just begun. From now on, as long as Long Qingshuang regains some consciousness, she will fall into a vicious cycle of being persuaded to drink by the drunk King Ju's clone. As a result, she has not been completely awake for a whole month. Many kangaroos even collapsed on their own.

When he was about to recruit new rats, he was secretly bled by King Ju's clone without even knowing it.

The Chrysanthemum King's clone has always maintained a certain amount of consciousness - a little bit of consciousness. This small amount of consciousness is used to warn of crises, replace kangaroo rats, replace tent blue incense, etc. Its working attitude is so free and slow that it is simply

Unthinkable.

Because the center of the Chaos Basin in District 9 is too lonely... and there is no computer, so it would be boring to death if it were awake, so the Ju King clone actively did not want to be awake.

When Long Qingshuang was completely awake, she secretly estimated the time and found that it was already the time for Zhenshui-3 to return a month later. The tent was filled with the pungent smell of alcohol. There were almost a mountain of empty wine bottles on the ground.

When she opened her eyes, she was immediately stunned. However, she found that she was curled up like a cat in the arms of King Ju's clone.

The robe of King Ju's clone was torn open, and her face was buried in her smooth chest. There were still a row of her teeth marks on the jade-like skin there.

The King of Ju's clone held her firm buttocks tightly with one hand, and hugged her neck with the other hand, hugging her tightly. After struggling several times, he couldn't break free for a while.

"Asshole, you pervert! How dare you take advantage of me while I'm drunk!"

Long Qingshuang woke up from a hangover with a splitting headache. She rubbed her temples with one hand and bent her knees to continuously push against the thigh of King Ju's clone.

After King Ju's clone woke up, the first thing he covered was not his thighs, but his severely painful head. He closed his eyes and shouted vaguely: "Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, what are you doing!"

Long Qingshuang tried her best to break away those two slutty hands, then kicked him on his belly to keep the distance away, and said fiercely: "You still dare to say where your hands are touching?"

King Ju's clone lay on his back, rubbing his forehead in pain and groaning, saying feebly: "How did I know? We finished work yesterday. I said we should celebrate the harvest, and we'll get drunk before resting."

Long Qingshuang's relevant memory was completely blank. She glanced at the messy wine bottles in the tent and asked, "What next?"

King Ju's clone continued to hum: "Then? Then you asked, "Are you going back?" I said of course I was going back. Then you kept drinking like crazy..."

Long Qingshuang rubbed her butt and frowned: "What then?"

King Ju's clone was stunned for a moment, and tried to recall: "Then...I drank too much. I kept hearing mosquitoes buzzing, and there was a soft thing sticking to my chest. When I touched it, it seemed to be you.

.I guess you are hiding from my chest because you are afraid of being bitten by mosquitoes?"

Long Qingshuang bit her lip, her face flushed, and said in disbelief: "How is that possible?"

Of course, there are no mosquitoes in the beautiful seabed. In fact, the clone of King Ju drank an unknown number of bottles of wine last night and is not fully awake now. He mumbled and half-asleep said: "How is it impossible? Later, I was afraid that you would be bitten.

, I had no choice but to hug you tightly...slowly I stopped hearing the mosquitoes..."

Having said this, he yawned long and fell asleep again.

"Mosquitoes scream?" Long Qingshuang wiped his face and found that it was covered with mottled tears, and then he understood something. It wasn't until he thought about being almost suffocated to death in his sleep that he finally put everything into perspective.

Got it.

"Get up, let's go home!" She quickly wiped away her tears, and then kept kicking Ju Wang's clone's belly. It was soft and cottony and felt quite good under her feet.

"You carry me back, I feel like I'm going to die. I have a headache, bone pain, nausea and vomiting. Well, I'm going to die, it's so uncomfortable, I want to go home!" King Ju's clone crawled in pain, closing his eyes and not knowing.

Unexpectedly, when he touched half a bottle of wine, he drank it as if he had found a treasure. Then his life suddenly became complete, and he fainted and fell asleep as soon as the wine reached the bottom.

"Hasn't this turned into a big drunkard?" Long Qingshuang looked at the half bottle of wine and couldn't help but licked her lips, feeling that her throat was also a little dry.

Seeing that the tent was almost destroyed by the cold, she simply activated the fixed-point teleportation card and dragged the Ju King clone into the water whirlpool.

At this time, Zhenshui No. 3 was still waiting for the passengers to return, and it would take a few more hours to return. After throwing the dead pig-like Ju King clone on the bed, Long Qingshuang yawned and climbed onto the bed to sleep.

By the time they both regained consciousness, they had actually returned to the inland sea.

Long Qingshuang opened her eyes and saw the clone of King Ju standing by the bed, arranging her appearance in front of the mirror. She looked energetic, but how could she look like an alcoholic?

"Is it no big deal to go overseas for business? I thought it would be so difficult, but I didn't expect that a month would pass in the blink of an eye!" He was still talking to himself proudly.

Long Qingshuang's head was filled with dark thoughts. Is there anyone like you on business? She has been drunk for a month. Shaking her head, she suddenly thought of the content of this business trip and asked enthusiastically: "

How much have you gained this month? Did you earn or lose?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)