The dim and cold sun once again squinted at the devastated land. The cold wind penetrated his bones and chilled him like a knife. He was looking at the deep-set man in front of him with a wry smile.
The bottom of the quagmire.
In vain, there were ripples in the dirty pool water, and a muffled sound of water could be heard next to my ears.
Wow!
A huge mud egg shot out of the quagmire. He slipped his foot and quickly retreated two feet away, barely escaping the splashing mud.
"Hahaha! Good guy, I finally found it!" Liu Qiankun removed the spiritual energy barrier and laughed loudly. He held a strip-shaped object high in his hand, which had been soaked in mud so that his true appearance could not be seen.
Liu Qiankun was overjoyed and shook the object in his hand. He only heard a clear and clear dragon roar that echoed throughout the countryside. A long sword with cold light showed its true appearance, and the sword body trembled endlessly.
Like a dancing spiritual snake, the mud on the sword bounced away, then fell into the mire again, stirring up little bits of foam.
He put the unknown soft sword into the Qiankun Ring with his backhand, and his figure flew to Baxi, and said with a smile: "I watched a good show and got a good sword, it's a good deal!"
After Liu Qiankun finished speaking, he reached out and slapped Ba Xi hard on the shoulder, wiped all the mud from his palm on the mane on his shoulder, and walked away humming an unknown tune.
Just before nightfall, Liu Qiankun came to a small town in the Ice Empire alone. Along the way, he saw passers-by looking at him sideways. He even approached the crowd himself, and people moved away as if seeing the god of plague.
You can't tell from the squinting look on your face that there must be something outstanding about you.
He lifted his sleeve and brought it to his nose and took a deep breath. A pungent smell of moldy dried vegetables and bean paste penetrated his nostrils. He frowned, his nostrils were sore, he raised his head and hit three or five loud sounds in succession.
sneeze.
Thinking about the fact that I haven't taken a shower for a hundred days, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. As the saying goes: If you don't take a shower for three days, it's like eating cordyceps; if you don't take a shower without changing clothes, it's like eating black-bone chicken. This can be seen from this.
It has accumulated so much nutrition that even ginseng and bird's nest cannot compare to it. If you don't find a place to digest it properly, you may end up with nosebleeds!
Fortunately, this town is quite prosperous, and it is not difficult to find an inn to stay. With a ray of spiritual consciousness, I can clearly understand everything within a hundred miles, and find a secluded and uninhabited place to gather everyone.
The woman called out, and the group of people walked towards the largest inn in the town: Han Ke Lai.
Surrounded by a group of orioles and swallows, Liu Qiankun felt a special sense of superiority. Perhaps the fragrance of girls on their bodies diluted the pungent smell of bean drum on his body. Pedestrians on the road came closer to him intentionally or unintentionally.
In particular, the young men looked at him with blazing eyes. If eyes could burn through the flesh, I am afraid that he would already be riddled with holes...
As the saying goes, a big tree attracts the wind. A man who looks like a beggar leads a group of dazzlingly beautiful women through the streets. Especially the two beside the man are so beautiful that it makes people crazy. How can poor Liu Qiankun not
Become a public enemy in the eyes of all men who see this scene!
The moment a group of people walked into the front door of Han Ke Lai, they attracted a burst of scorching eyes. The inn is divided into two floors. The lower floor is a place for guests to eat and drink, and the upper floor and the backyard are for guests to rest.
It was dinner time, so the downstairs was naturally full of guests eating and drinking.
The moment Sister Han Xiaoling stepped into the door of the inn, the guests who were eating, drinking and laughing instantly fell silent. There was only a loud bang, and it wasn't just the unsteady man who dropped his wine glass on the ground.
It fell to pieces...
The owner of the shop was a fat middle-aged man in his forties. When he saw the girls entering, he hurriedly greeted him personally. With his short figure and bloated body, he walked like a slow-moving meat ball.
It's very funny to scroll.
The two sisters Han Xiaoling couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh when they saw her. Her charming appearance made the diners in the hall tremble again. They could only hear crackling! Bang! Bang! Ah! Several different sounds came out, and it fell.
There were chopsticks, cups and bowls were thrown, tongues were bitten, and there was even a guy who was raising his glass to drink and poured a large glass of soju directly into his crotch...
Liu Qiankun smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking to himself: Men, no matter where you are, as long as you are a man, it is difficult to resist the temptation of wine, sex, wealth and wealth! If I hadn't seen a few similar women, I'm afraid I would be with you now.
They must be the same...but even he couldn't say "no" to the Han sisters' abilities.
"I don't know how many guest rooms Miss. I want to prepare. The guest rooms in this store are the best in this fairy town..." The fat boss had a smile on his face and talked warmly about booking a room with the Han sisters.
The Han sisters unanimously cast their eyes on Liu Qiankun's face, with that questioning look that even ordinary people could see, let alone the shrewd shop owner.
"What do you think, sir?" After the fat boss made an introduction, he naturally bowed his body towards Liu Qiankun, and he turned around in time.
Liu Qiankun nodded and said seriously: "Book six guest rooms for me. Remember to ask for larger ones. Money is not an issue, but they must be comfortable, you know?"
The fat boss responded in a low voice, and when he turned around, he stared at Liu Qiankun meaningfully. Unexpectedly, such a look made him feel a little angry. He knew that the fat boss was probably guilty.
That dog has the problem of looking down on people.
"Wait a minute, tell me to go ahead and immediately help me buy two tables of good food. In addition, help me get more hot water for the room I am staying in, and then ask someone to go outside to help me buy a pair of decent outfits!" Liu Qiankun said!
He called the fat boss to stop and gave the order in a carefree manner.
The fat boss was obviously a little embarrassed. He wanted to evade for a while but couldn't find an excuse. He frowned and thought for a while. When he was about to speak, a big palm with a little dirt on its fingers stretched out in front of him, and a small pile of golden leaf money was placed in front of him.
The palm of his hand dazzled his eyes.
"Are these enough?" Liu Qiankun said coldly, with a look of irritation on his face.
"Enough! Enough!" The fat boss didn't know how to answer, so he could only say two identical words without any creativity.
"Then what are you still waiting for? Go get it done quickly. It's best if you bring some hot water to each room with me. After we take a shower, I'm afraid the food will be ready!" Liu Qiankun didn't want to show off on purpose.
The gold leaf in his hand was stuffed into the palm of the fat boss, and he strode toward the backyard with rapid strides.
Even the fat boss felt a little strange and thought to himself: How did this person know that he was preparing to put them in the room in the backyard? Maybe this was just a coincidence? What's the use of thinking so much, this golden leaf is not
Have you already got it?
After asking himself a few reasons, the fat boss immediately ordered people to start arranging the things Liu Qiankun asked for. The truth is: a person who talks about heart will never be as good as a person who talks about gold. As long as your pocket is strong enough, even if you are tall and tall.
Even the owners of antique shops dare not accept it, but there are many people who are willing to say that you are as beautiful as the flowers blooming on the cow dung... Why do you care about Liu Qiankun's smell of moldy dried vegetables and bean paste?
(Transitional chapter, the tension of a story lies in the appropriateness of the tightness and tightness! Please be patient and read it, it is still interesting! Please vote for it! Thank you!)