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Chapter 1328 Golden Flower Cult Master

Less than 100,000?

ah?

What's the difference?

Shi Huozhu didn't understand for a moment.

Li Saishi had the rare patience to start explaining.

“Someone asked me how much my nurse’s salary is.

She always answered others that it was less than 100,000.

Then you will be greeted by everyone’s envious eyes.

Not only did she say that her life was good, but she also praised our family for being so generous."

Shi Huozhu had not yet reacted to the sudden example.

With a salary of less than 100,000 yuan, life is indeed good in this small city.

Is there something wrong?

He looked at Li Sai with confusion.

Shi Huozhu didn't dare to make blind guesses and hoped that she would continue to answer questions.

“Hehe, it’s indeed less than 100,000.

The actual salary of the little nurse is two thousand five thousand, which provides food and accommodation."

this

Shi Huozhu felt that his IQ was a little behind.

It turned out that it was less than 100,000.

Mr. Huang Santai said it was less than 100,000.

It could be more than 90,000, or it could be single digits.

They're all less than 100,000, so there's really nothing wrong with them.

"The Huang family is a good boy, the strongest in the world."

After Huang Xiaomao boasted for a while, he felt that the response at the scene was not very enthusiastic and he was quite boring.

Of course, he wouldn't care about the reaction on the spot.

It's just that after learning the control formula, it feels like I got a new toy and I want to keep trying it.

The bowl-raising Arhat, who was bowing his head and retching, trembled with anger when he heard this slogan.

Is this little yellow hair a toad?

Don't bite people, but respond to others with diaphragm.

Forget it, don't leave any gaps, let's get things done smoothly.

Otherwise, even if he is not beaten to death today, he will be disgusted to death.

The alms-raising Arhat stood up, his eyes hidden among the chrysanthemums gradually became cold.

Correspondingly, the Arhat Dharmakaya also displayed its angry Vajra eyes.

After a brief ideological struggle, I finally grabbed the huge torn sock.

The Arhat Dharma Master grabbed Huang Xiaomao's feet and smoked him so hard that he couldn't even open his eyes.

He quickly closed his eyes, raised his feet, and stepped towards Huang Xiaomao's body.

Huang Xiaomao was shocked when his feet were caught.

I don’t understand, how dare he grab my feet?

Isn't he afraid of the smell?

Then, he saw the huge soles of the Arhat's Dharma, stepping towards him.

I was completely frightened at that time.

Even if someone grabs my feet, I can't dodge.

He was rubbed just now and only half his life was left.

The reason why I was talking nonsense there was because I didn't want to be embarrassed.

If you are stepped on again, you will most likely have to confess.

I really regret it. That good equipment was wasted innocently.

Otherwise? Why be so passive?

Huang Xiaomao was dumbfounded when facing the huge soles of his feet. He was constantly annoyed.

Xiao Sunke was anxious.

Such big feet? If you wear shoes, they would cost tens of thousands, right?

If it were really stepped on, half of the courtyard would be gone.

Not only would Huang Xiaomao be trampled to death, but he and Yuanyuan would not be spared either.

"Third Aunt? You hurry up and leave? It's too late if you don't leave."

Yuanyuan was also frightened by the big feet getting closer and closer.

It's like a ten-story building falling towards itself.

It leaves you with nothing to hide from and no intention of resisting.

Walk?

Still want to leave?

It's too late to run, right?

Besides, if he runs away, what will happen to Huang Xiaomao?

Even if Huang Xiaomao is left alone? What about Xiao Sun?

Even if neither of them consider it? What if the small building is kicked down?

There is also Cai Gen, who is unconscious.

After Yuanyuan was briefly panicked, she regained her composure in time.

She and Cai Gen learned this very well.

It makes sense to smoke a cigarette first to calm down when something happens.

Although Yuanyuan doesn’t need to smoke, her thinking has begun to become more active.

What else do you have to rely on?

Just now I begged the Baojiaxian who begged me all over the house, and Huang Xiaomao came out.

Although it has no real effect, it also delays time.

So? Why don’t you ask for it again?

What if there is a master who has just woken up or needs encouragement? What if he comes out on impulse?

So? Just a simple request? Isn’t the intensity a bit small?

Old immortals, you regard face as more important than life, why don’t you think differently?

Thinking of this, Yuanyuan pointed to the increasingly dark sky.

"Masters, can we just be stepped on by him?"

As my feet get bigger and bigger, the sky in my field of vision gets smaller and smaller.

"Masters, shall we let him cover the sky with his feet?"

Still no response, Yuanyuan couldn't stand it anymore, and the more she spoke, the more straightforward she became.

"I, Yuanyuan, can recognize you, but are you worthy of our host?"

This is quite serious.

For Chuma Xian, the most important contract is the hall order.

It says, all the old immortals who are destined to be my brother Ma.

Only those who have reported their real names are eligible to attend the ceremony and receive incense.

The current problem is the same as what Huang Xiaomao thought just now.

I feel very uncomfortable when I receive incense and drink Coke.

Something really happened, I hid everything, it was really a bit embarrassing.

Even though I submitted my order, there was still no response.

Yuanyuan still wants to argue, but there is really not much time left for her.

With a cruel heart, I finally said what I had been thinking about for a long time.

"Master Jinhua, are you really turning a blind eye?"

Hearing this, Shi Huozhu upstairs trembled in his heart.

Not for anything else, because he heard about the Golden Flower Cult Leader.

In Chumaxian's community, the first person on the list is the leader of the church.

The usual convention is that the male brother worships the Tongtian leader, and the female brother worships the Jinhua leader.

And this Golden Flower Cult Leader is just a fictitious pseudonym in the human world.

This deity is not called the Golden Flower Cult Leader at all, but the Golden Spirit Holy Mother.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, the main deity of the fighting department, and the leader of the heavenly fighting force.

This proprietress Yuanyuan, has she already started calling her the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit?

Who gave her the courage?

No, she may not know that the leader of the Golden Flower is the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

Otherwise, even if I lend her ten thousand courages, I wouldn't dare to be so rude.

So, is it true that those who don’t know are not to blame?

Even Shi Huozhu dared not say this name easily.

The top leader of Doubu, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

He was the first ruthless person to cast the wheel of fortune before everyone else in Doubu did, without drawing lots.

The unit has been in existence for so many years and has been looking for the reincarnation of the Golden Spirit Mother, but unfortunately there is no news.

The reason why the unit has been paying attention to the Changbai Trinity Lineage and focused on monitoring Chuma Xian is to find clues about the Golden Flower Cult Leader.

Even if the spirit appears once, there will be traces to follow to find the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

However, there are tens of thousands of Immortals out there, and countless Golden Flower Sect masters.

Not once, not even once, does the spirit appear, and no one can make a difference.

Today, the proprietress Yuanyuan was called the Golden Flower Leader.

It's really a fool's errand to seek medical treatment in a hurry.

I guess no one would be so straightforward.

Shi Huozhu didn't want to look at the big foot that fell except shaking his head and sighing.

I am also free, there is no tomorrow but today, so what’s the use of thinking so much?

After a while, the building collapsed, and everyone had finished playing together. What else did they think about the Golden Spirit Mother?

"Hey, little girl, how brave are you?"

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