This Mo Ju is said to be a sixth-level powerhouse. Compared with ordinary people, he is an extremely powerful person. But after all, he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he has lived in an isolated environment since childhood. Now,
After walking out, is there any reason not to be playful?
And the clay figurine on the stall was indeed lifelike and cute, which immediately attracted Mo Ju's attention... Little girls will inevitably be moved by cute gadgets...
The stall owner was an old man with a white beard, and his clothes were extremely simple. When he saw the two women, the old man quickly greeted with a smile: "You two ladies, do you want to sell clay figurines? ... It's cheap, it's cheap and it only costs
You can buy one for just one money. If necessary, the little old man can tailor-make a clay figurine based on the two ladies on the spot... "Can you use us as a model?" Mo Ju's eyes suddenly understood -
It lit up. "Yes, yes..." The old man nodded repeatedly. "Miss, miss, please make one, please make one?" ↑, Mo Ju immediately begged the woman.
The woman was helpless. Although she was not interested in this little clay figurine, seeing that Mo Ju liked it so much, she couldn't bear to dampen her interest. After thinking about it, she asked the old man: "Old man, our time
Not much...How long does it take to make a clay figurine?" "It only takes a quarter of an hour to make two little figures." The old man quickly replied. "It only takes a quarter of an hour?...Hehe,
Miss, let's do it..." Mo Ju's eyes lit up.
After thinking about it for a while, the woman nodded gently, nodded gently to the old man and said: "Old man, I'll trouble you..." "No trouble, no trouble..." the old man said quickly.
Immediately, the old man started working hard. He took out a piece of clay from the countertop in front of the stall, took out some small carving tools, and immediately started kneading it...
The old man's hands and feet were very skilled. When making it for Mo Ju, he just looked at it for a while and then quickly started to do it. The movements were skillful and looked very ornamental... This kind of making a rough clay embryo
, the process of making an exquisite clay figurine is simply a feast for the eyes. Mo Ju opened her big eyes and looked at it with gusto. Even the woman who looked like a green lotus later looked at it with some interest.
Not long after, a piece of clay embryo turned into a pretty and lovely girl... The girl smiled happily... Who else could it be if it wasn't Mo Ju?
Mo Ju's eyes suddenly brightened, and she happily took it and played with it carefully in her hands, looking very happy. Next, it was the green lotus-like woman's turn.
However, this time, the old man's expression showed some doubts. He glanced at this green lotus-like woman many times... However, there was an indescribable strange emotion that was affecting him.
This makes him really baffled.”
You know, he has been doing this business for thirty or forty years. To make a villain according to the appearance of a real person requires extremely sophisticated skills. Not only must the shape be similar, but the god must also be similar. With this skill, he
But if you have to support your family, you can certainly imagine what his skills are like. For an ordinary person, he only needs to take a look at it, and he can completely create it in a short time, and the form and spirit are complete, lifelike...
How come this time... I still feel like I can't remember the appearance of the young lady in front of me?
The old man was puzzled...
A quarter of an hour later, the old man only kneaded out the woman's vagina...but the overall feeling was not as complete as that of Mo Ju beside him...it always felt inferior to the woman herself.
Something... "This..." The old man was very embarrassed and suspicious at the same time.
However, the woman did not blame him, because she knew that the other person felt this way. The little man who took it from the frightened old man showed a smile and said: "The old man is good at his craftsmanship...how much does it cost?"
The old man's face turned red, and then he shook his head slightly and said: "The young lady's temperament is too unique, and it cannot be made with the young man's craftsmanship... Therefore, this work of young lady can be regarded as the young lady's gift to the young lady.
The other one only needs three coins..." "Three coins?"
Mo Ju naturally also understood the secret of his young lady. Although he was very dissatisfied after taking a look at the little person who belonged to his young lady, he was quite simple when he saw the old man, so it was hard to say anything. After asking, he came from
He took out a piece of broken silver from his wallet and placed it on the old man's stall. "Hehe, here you go, old man..."
This, this...this is too much, no, no, we can't charge it...just three yuan is enough. If not...then, then these two little clay figurines will be regarded as the gifts that the old man gave to the two ladies.
This piece of broken silver is probably worth about three or four ruthenium. The old man is doing a penny-for-penny business, where can he find it? At that moment, he said quickly. "Hehe, old man, don't leave because you don't think it's too little."
Yeah...your craftsmanship is definitely worth the money...right, miss?" Mo Ju said happily.
The Qinglian woman showed a smile and nodded lightly: "Old man, just accept it... Mo Ju, let's go." After saying that, without waiting for the old man to say anything more, the two maidservants walked away.
"Miss●Miss..."
The old man was in a hurry and wanted to catch up. However, the crowd around him was so dense, how could he catch up? In the end, he could only watch the two girls leave with a somewhat grateful look... "Is this the goal?" said the crowd gathered not far from the clay figurine stall.
In a certain corner, a group of people are gathering now
A group of fierce guards in black formed a small circle with indifferent expressions, with a figure in the middle. And among these guards, there were three people. One of them was a young man. This man
He is gorgeously dressed, has a fair face and is quite handsome... However, his skin looks a little too white, almost too white to be ordinary people. Between his eyebrows, there is a hint of sickness and a lustful look. His eyes flicker.
, bringing out a hint of sinister and vicious concubine. One look at it, and you can tell that he is not someone to be trifled with.
But next to the young man, there was a woman in a blue dress... This woman had an extremely graceful figure, standing tall and graceful, and was indescribably charming. However, her face was covered with white gauze, so she couldn't see it clearly. But
From the part of her naked wrist and her snow-like skin, you can deduce that the other party's appearance is definitely not bad. Between her eyebrows, there is a cinnabar mark like a fire lotus.
, it makes her!! Her personal temperament has once again reached a new level, like a fairy in the clouds...
However, now this fairy-like woman's eyes are cold, with a hint of indescribable indifference in her cold eyes. She is looking at the two maids and masters who are already drifting away in the crowd...
However, it was the third person who spoke.
This voice was low and magnetic, and he was a male. And because of his appearance, the group of people suddenly became weird... just because this was a... monk!...
This monk is about forty years old. He is wearing a red checkered cassock. The nine black scars on his bald head are very clear. He is tall and tall, with a cold and resolute face. He is holding a nine-foot-long demon-killing Buddha pestle in his hand.
, Jin Guangyaoyao is obviously not extraordinary.”
Martial arts in this world are divided into five major schools: Shinto, Taoist, Buddhist, Demonic, and Demonic!
Among them, "Buddhism's martial arts is famous for its magnificence and breadth." Therefore, generally speaking, the breath of a successful monk should be a peaceful and upright breath.
However, the monk in front of him was filled with an indescribable sinister aura!
This combination of young man, beauty, and monk is naturally very strange... However, what is even more strange is that when such a group of people are standing here, not many people around them look back, as if it is extremely normal... It is really surprising.
People wonder... "Yes."
After watching the princess and the maidservant disappear from sight, the woman who existed like a fairy in the clouds withdrew her gaze. Her beautiful eyes flickered and she nodded lightly.
"At the early stage of the tenth level...the cultivation level is not very high.
The monk's eyes were calm and he said.
The woman's eyes flickered and she glanced at the monk calmly, but did not speak.
"It's just that she should have a very powerful magic weapon with her...the power of this treasure is such that even I don't dare to insult it."
Sure enough, after the monk finished speaking calmly, he continued.
"Three 'Desolate Dragon Refining Pills,.'"
The woman paused for a moment and spoke softly again.
When the monk's calm eyes heard these words, their pupils shrank sharply. After a long time, he took a deep breath: "Are you sure there are no other strong people following you?"
"The two guardians following her have been diverted by other people I sent to - long ago... don't worry"
The woman said softly.
The monk nodded when he heard the words, and after a long time, he walked out...
I saw that the evil spirit that originally filled his body had completely disappeared after he took three steps. Instead, there was peace and righteousness." After a while, the monk's figure had disappeared from everyone's eyes.
The woman looked at it quietly, a faint murderous intention flashed deep in her eyes, and said softly: "Let's go."
The evil young man shrugged his shoulders, licked his tongue, and grinned: "Sister, I heard that your junior sister is a rare beauty in the world... It would be a pity to kill her like this, right?" As he spoke,
, deep in the eyes, lustful light flashed past.
The woman paused slightly, glanced sideways at the evil young man, then turned back and moved lightly: "Put away your little thoughts. If you ruin my big things, even if you are my brother, I will let you live or die."
Dilemma..." While speaking, Qian Ying has already walked out."
Bu Buyu stopped updating for many days. What's even more annoying is that it stopped updating after a few days of ensuring continuous updating, and the interruption lasted for three days. Xiaoyu expected most of the loss of popularity, but it's a pity.
, but there is nothing wrong with it. Everyone praises Xiaoyu because it is Xiaoyu’s blessing. He does not know how to cherish it, and he cannot blame others if he loses it. Therefore, Xiaoyu has not dared to go to the group these two days because he is afraid of seeing the questions that his brothers and sisters are looking forward to.
The previous sentence was 'Has it been updated?' and then the disappointed sentence 'Not yet?' and then the sound disappeared.
But today Xiaoyu went on Q, peeked into the Q group, and after seeing the above words, I felt an indescribable feeling... very uncomfortable.
But when I saw the answer from one of the readers, Xiaoyu suddenly warmed up... He said that if you really like this book, you should support him. No matter whether he really has something to do, we have to wait... I don't know
How should I describe my feelings at that time? Perhaps, I really owe everyone too much...favor debts are always the most oppressive.
Xiaoyu didn't speak in the group at that time because he didn't know what to say. Now that I'm saying it... I hope the guys who plagiarized the post would also add this paragraph when they plagiarized it? With your standards, it's taken too much to think about.
How long? Because I'm not sure whether that brother is watching a pirated version or a genuine version.
I am grateful to have the strength to support Xiaoyu. I have no income for the time being, so I went to see the pirated posts, but Xiaoyu has nothing to say. 1 1 1
After nagging a lot, I won’t say more. Xiaoyu doesn’t know how many brothers will still support the genuine version. Xiaoyu doesn’t dare to promise now. Promises not fulfilled are worse than hurting others. Xiaoyu is hurt.
Brothers and sisters, I have done it many times, and I dare not hurt it again. If I hurt it again... I am afraid that I will even write Wu Ji