Undead Farm

Looking at the familiar salesmanship of the old man, he almost made him a confidant at night, but he thought that this baby had just provoked Zhou Hong, and his character was really arrogant, which dispelled the idea of ​​recruiting him.

But more importantly, a person like him who is so jealous and greedy is enough. If you come again, you have to fight.

"Cough! Don't play this kind of routine. I am looking for you this time."

"Ask? No time!"

The old man saw that the night was not to talk about business, his face was cold in an instant, but Zhou Hong’s coldness made him wake up instantly.

"But since you are the 10,000th visitor, then I mean to answer a few words, it is not impossible..."

"Thank you, thank you." Night three shrugged and handed over the "Tianwei Weekly" in his hand.

"I don't know who is responsible for this thing, I want to talk to him about business."

The old man glanced at it and instantly came to the interest: "Are you advertising? I told you to run an annual card with me, send an advertisement for free, how? Is there any interest?"

"Do not do the card! You will tell me who is the person in charge!"

"Oh." The old man was stunned and pointed to his red nose.

"I am the founder, but the person in charge is not me. If you want to find the person in charge, it is estimated that there is no way."

"You are the founder? Is this something you made?" Night 3 was even more surprised.

"Of course, isn't it too boring to stay in this place where the birds don't pull? Don't look at how the little gossips can survive, oh, of course, delicious little wine!"

The old man smiled and didn't know where he had found a jug and poured it.

The space mages, a group that was born and brought to the empire to be concentrated and cultivated, their life is sent to a portal to be maintained after the completion of the study.

The job is to help people open the portal boringly. In addition, they can't stay away from the portal 100 meters. When there is an emergency, even if they are in Lahu, they will appear immediately. This life is almost tied to the portal. on.

I have to say that this kind of life is really boring, otherwise Ize will not be a free space mage at the risk of being wanted.

In order to be able to transfer to the more prosperous areas, these space mages have to work hard to complete the portal performance, but the poor places are already few people, who can afford the expensive portal?

This is simply a vicious circle. It is normal for the red-nosed old man to get something else to pass the time under desperation.

"You just said that the founder is you, but the person in charge is not you. Is the "Tianwei Weekly" already acquired?" Night Three is even more strange.

"Acquisition of a fart!" The old man suddenly fell into the jug and shouted, "I haven't received half of my son!"

"That killed a thousand knives, deceived my hard work and did not say it, but also promoted to all the transmission array, the result is that a copper plate is not given to me, so I have to be in this bird place!"

"Cough! Please pay attention, this bird is my territory!" The night is even more stiff.

"And who is that person?"

"Your territory? This is not a brother... wait!" The old man suddenly turned his eyes and looked at the night three: "You are the last name of the night?"

"It is down."

"It's not surprising,"

The old man found out another jug, which was more clearly seen in the night, and there was a space gem on the finger of his sand.

Sure enough, it is a poor!

"You asked me so much, you want to buy "Tianwei Weekly"?"

Evening smiled at night: "Well, I don't know if you can help me introduce it? I can pay you a little."

"Remuneration?" The old man's eyes lit up, but he still shook his head and pointed to the portal.

"It's not difficult to see him. You can go through this portal, but if you are farther away, you will need more."

"How many?"

The old man reached out to the palm of his hand and compared it to five.

"Five gold coins?"

"Bud buns! Didn't sit in the portal? The starting price is 100 gold coins. You can't afford the dust on the five gold coins even the energy gem!"

"Five hundred? So expensive?!" Night three more eyes wide open.

He knows that the portal is something that rich people can afford, but I really didn't expect it to be so expensive. No wonder even Tang Xiaoxuan couldn't afford it.

"Five hundred I can only send you thousands of miles away, want to go to the president, you get this number, see clearly, 50,000! Gold coins!"

"I rub! 50,000 gold coins? Grab the money, you?!" The night is even more gloomy.

It is enough for his undead to send a few hundred pounds of blood, and this ghost portal is tens of thousands of gold coins? Is this thinking about money, crazy? !

"It's not that I grab your money, what a fuss!" The old man smiled disdainfully.

"The president will set the price, you have the ability to find him!"

"President? Space Masters Association President? Aston?" The night three wrinkled.

He vaguely remembers that the guy who was smashed by his own 100,000 dead light seemed to be the president of the Space Masters. Was his pigeon egg ring like this? Can't see that he is actually such a black person!

It seems that he is black and his ring is still light!

"What is Aston? That is the vice president! You can't go? Go and pay!"

Looking at the red-nosed old man with a smile on his face, it seems that he can't get the money at night. www.wuxiaspot.com~ But where does he know that there are 200,000 gold coins lying in the space ring of others? Can kill him!

However, the 50,000 gold coins are just too wasteful for the sake of refreshing. The night is not the kind of casual person, he frowned.

"The place where your president is in is really far away. Is there any other way to contact him?"

The red-headed old man shrugged his shoulders: "In fact, even if you pay the money, you don't necessarily find him. We will go around for a day. Maybe he is not here. If you want to find him, you should report it directly." The sentence is still coming, I promise that he can see it immediately, how? Come or not?"

He even had a nap in the night, and he saw it.

This old man is a bad stomach, so he wants to hang up his money. If he really reports that he will grow up, then the business is still going on?

But besides this method, is there any way to get in touch with each other?

Although he did not acquire the "Tianwei Weekly", he could also get a "Sheng Shi Daily", but the lack of the spread of the portal, the newspaper he made is estimated to spread only in the three-acre.

Moreover, the source of the manuscript is also a big problem. He can't get married to the widow of Wang Tianshi today. Which village's Li Laohan is derailed tomorrow?

That style is also degraded!

But just as he was guilty, a glare-transfer array that was dozens of times larger than the dog-hole transmission from Ize was lit up in front of him...

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