"Qingyun Football, make a leap forward, the boss holds the card, please go upstairs after stepping forward~"

In the cafeteria, the sweet, delicate and neat little noise downstairs can be heard. Every time I shouted, Tao Hong, wearing a navy green robe and holding a folding fan, was shocked: "Li Cang, you said there is something important. I came here in formal clothes. This kind of place is not suitable and has a bad impact!"

"Oh, the old thief who is both good and standing is disgusting!"

In contrast, Xiahou Haiwei was extremely comfortable, just like timi's arrival at home. The clattering sound of each high-slit cheongsam girl walking around with high heels became the drum beats of his humming little songs.

It can be seen that this old man who is not a good person was definitely a handsome talent when he was young. The older he is, the more interesting he is. Even now, his fairy-like style can still make a group of young girls look back frequently. He nodded and smiled at others. After a while, there were three cheongsams and two big sisters in the bathrobe who took the initiative to hand him over to see the photos.

"Your surnamed Xia, you'd better not speak. I'll see your qi is stagnant and your complexion is blue. Today you will be in trouble!"

"Issue! Retreat! I'm scared? Ha! It's not worthy of carrying my shoes for me, but the last time the base was haunted beasts, I have to solve it. If you have this ability, you will be able to deal with a group of people who bow their eyebrows and come and ask me?"

"you!"

Bian Xiu returned the large string of reduced human skulls in his hand to Matinis, and took a chicken head from the plate and put it in his mouth to chew: "Brother, Brother Cang, this place is OK, it's really OK, Miss, can you help me peel the crab?"

As the saying goes, ambition is not high, Comrade Bian Xiu was thinking about the literal uncovered stubborn stubbornness in Baiyujing before he even became an adult. He was far ahead of the old hooligan like Xiahou Haiwei, and he was as calm as he could eat and take.

Li Cang said absent-mindedly: "Old Wang is absolutely formal. I will ask them to get you a card later."

"Regular?" Bian Xiu smacked her lips, "That's a good relationship!"

As we all know, there are five of the four kings, five of them, the Confucian robe, the administrative jacket, Nuo opera, and the tribe is sitting wildly, the track line of the succubus, the track line of the succubus, the fairy-style and the fairy-style and the fairy-style and talented ones. The main feature is an acquaintance retreating and idling with idling people.

Jiaojiao Song Qiang and Wu Yisong's three children took Zhao Xiaoshuang and Gu Mengxi to hide so far. They said they were sorry to know you in this way, which shows that social fear and social fear are actually only a line between them.

"Talk the serious business and talk about the serious business!" Tao Hongnen seemed to have a nail under his butt, and he complained that he had known that I had been wearing a Taoist robe. It would be really unlucky to be raised by Xiahou Haiwei, a bitch. "Li Cang, what you said is actually quite difficult!"

Xiahou Haiwei sneered: "If you don't do it, don't do it. The stairs are there, so it's easy to walk and don't send it away~"

Tao Hongben was furious, but as the saying goes, I was timid in my physical fitness. He could not beat Xiahou Haiwei, a slippery thing like he could beat him a hundred years ago: "Or, well, I'll give us some more information, can I tell you in detail?"

"No." Li Cang said, "It's all right to subdue the spirit and visit the grave. In short, I want to meet someone."

"No! You wait! Go to the grave? What grave did you go to? Who did you go to? Who dares to let someone like you visit the grave? My parents can't stand it! You said that people are sleeping well and you ask you to blow up the grave. How angry is it to wake up!"

"Old thief, have you listened to people talking, reviewing questions, reviewing questions? People want to meet someone, so when you go to the grave, tell me which word you don't understand?"

"I can understand any word! Can you understand the question when he connects it?"

"Ha, you don't understand, that's because you are old-fashioned and yellow-comprehension skills are not good!" Xiahou Haiwei turned his head, "This old-fashioned, Cang, you have found the right person when you look for me. I ask you, what you want to meet is actually not a human being, right?"

Tao Hongben: "Nonsense, I knock on the door when I look for people. Have you ever seen anyone burning paper?"

"If you want me to say that you don't know how salty you are. So why do you find someone to do? Don't you find someone yourself? What's so strange about burning paper? Isn't it that those who work together to do your business have no habit of giving a presentation to their ancestors?"

"Then what you said doesn't mean the same as me!"

"Everyone knows that it means the same thing, and the opinions are unified. What do you think? Do you know whether you have any professional skills? If you are a professional, leave it to professionals. You are a bad fortune teller, and you will be noticed!"

"I..."

Literary people are despised, and Xiahou Haiwei is planning to fight Tao Hongben to the death today, and he is completely unreasonable: "So, Cang, since you want to see someone is not a human being, then it's easy to deal with. I have two talismans here. Looking back, I will tell you another origami method, one, you can burn it into talisman water, and the other one, and the yellow paper with the name written, will be burned together, and you will be breeze once! I will finish it again!"

Li Cang: "?"

Tao Hongben jumped up: "Ha! Haha! You're exposed! Three words are all right away. What a thing? You're a person. I'm so embarrassed to stand with you!"

"Ha, I'm real. We guys who don't look like some people, take a shower, rub, massage, eat, drink, and stare at him without doing anything!"

"Not me..."

"Brother, brother, brother Cang, you can't see someone you want to see but can't see. You can't just do it. If you want to get some friends with that, you can just round it up... Um..." Bian Xiu slapped the table and shook the chicken bone Bodhisattva that he had worked hard to spell out thirteen chicken heads. "You're looking for me, professional, absolutely professional, I'll go up and dance. What a god, it's okay to let them come out to give you a rap!"

"R.I.P.?" Matinis did not pamper Bian Xiu like Xiahou Haiwei and Tao Hongben. I don't know if he really didn't understand or mocked Bian Xiu's accent and deliberately interrupted. In short, he held different professional opinions, "Great...well... Teacher Cang, this is how everything has spirits, and our tribe is undoubtedly the kind of person who is best at communicating with spirits on this land. Please be sure to give me and the children of the tribe a chance to prove themselves!"

Li Cang rubbed his eyebrows in pain, feeling that his head was slapped in a whimsical way, which was a bit lacking in consideration...

Well, it's up to be discussed.

It's just not simply unreliable. No matter how you think about the tricks these guys use, they can easily trap themselves in the corpse and dig up the ancestral tomb. They are in the game with their own desperation. They are the old man Bei Zhikang, who died of plague, probably doesn't have the negative impact of any of these four guys.

Ball sack...

Weaving corpse is just a shy social fear, but our great priest has been suffering from social awesomeness for many years. It is suitable for both size and length. I can’t serve you even if I can’t serve you? Ask him if he received my little gift, can’t he indirectly prove the dynamics of weaving!

"yes!"

Li Cang suddenly slapped his thigh, which scared the four of them. Bian Xiu looked at him with a gaze: "What do you mean?"

After finally sending Bian Xiu and Matinis away, Li Cang suddenly felt like a tingling scalp on his back, and at least four eyes clamped his spine like a fire-like pliers: "That..."

"Oh!"

"snort!"

"Hmph!"

Li Lace turned her head and left. Suo Zhihui glanced at him with a smile and left. Instead, Qin Zhenzhen, who had just tried to express her firmness in the same trench as Sister Leilei, said quietly: "You made Sister Leilei angry again! The sweat room is steaming!"

Li Cang bowed his hand and quickly offered the money to buy a road in the middle of his hand: "At most an hour, I'll arrive later!"

Qin Zhenzhen smiled and lost her eyes: "Secretly leave a door for you!"

"Thank you for your hard work, Master Zhen!"

"loyalty!"

Li Cang, who was rolling and crawling, found a relatively wide small square under the leadership of a cheongsam. After two buzzing sounds, the turtle-backed dragon lice suddenly disappeared, leaving only Miss Qiu and the cheongsam staring at each other.

"Ah? I...look at it..."

At this moment, Enkexin was still confused and didn't realize what the errand was. Why did she take such an errand? I, I just had a whiteboard welcome guest who had just been working for two weeks. My monthly salary has not been paid yet. Even if I insist on valet parking, it is not within my business scope!

"Swish~"

An Kexin felt that her body was wet and hot. The cheongsam with a high slit was lifted from bottom to top, and it made a sound of collapse. After a while, she was so stiff that she slowly twisted her body like a puppet that she only lifted a thread.

“Woo~”

Miss Qiu, who had licked the man, rested her head on the ground, bowed her body, and her butt was sticking high. The three sharp and ferocious tails of disturbing alloy were happily shaken out of the sonic bomb cloud. Facing Encore's slender and straight white long legs, it invited her to play like an Alaska that weighed more than 200 pounds toward the toddler.

“Woo~”

An Kexin covered her mouth and broke gently.

She has been a shoveler, and of course she understands what this action usually means. The good news is that it is a friendly and joyful signal, and the bad news is that in the next three seconds, she has a 50% chance of receiving a wave of Miss Qiu's tiger-style home.

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Mu Shenlu.

Unfortunately, when Li Cang grinned and crawled out of the turtle-backed dragon lice, he had not had time to break up the broken bones on his body and deal with the fibres and lines of his skin like fireworks, and was firmly held in his arms by the Miam sisters.

"Hiss...you...you guys..." Li Cang and his bones moaned passionately: "What kind of feudal superstitious rituals are there to be messing with when you don't sleep at night? I'm not dead yet. Which one is the sacrifice??"

"Miamu, you don't seem to be in a good mood today?" Sister Miamamu happily sent a sincere greeting, "Do you want... let's help you relax... well... no need... I know... Don't be angry... I haven't seen you for a long time..."

"Go and get some oranges!"

“Eh?”

The Miyamu tribe always said to Li Cang like Feng Lunyin, and it was executed very thoroughly. Not only oranges, but anyone who looked like oranges had brought their families.

Anyway, there are also altars, and the things are ready-made. Li Cang set off the orange platter and started directly, but he would be a little nervous when he was stared at by so many people.

"Well, I'm the first time I've had this..." Li Cang frowned, "We're old friends, there's no need to make those fools. I've got it, you can do whatever you want!"

The talisman water was drank all over, and the smoke from the talisman paper was curling.

The people from the Miam tribe stared at the brazier until their eyes were blurred, looking around, and finally looking at each other, completely unaware of what their Lord of the Divine Land was doing. In short, they looked very irregular.

Miamu tried to persuade: "Miamumu! Sacrifice...is not like this..."

"Shh!" Li Cang slowly peeled the orange, then stopped and handed one petal to another orange, "The delay is high!"

"Sorry, I've been delayed by some trivial matters!" A little orange man crawled out of the fruit pile with his hands and feet, took the orange petals, and hesitated: "Isn't it a lemon again this time, right? Do you want to cut my network cable again?"

(Note: See Chapter 1514 Lao Wang here: "Hold the grass! Lao Wang?")

Li Cang whispered: "It's an orange."

The orange man was familiar with the orange, holding the orange, and gnawing like a watermelon, suddenly froze like a familiar one: "This is even more sour than the last lemon!"

Li Cang spit out the orange in his mouth expressionlessly: "Yes!"

The orange man threw away the orange petals speechlessly: "I didn't expect you to contact me in this way. I was not used to it. The road was difficult to walk. Why, I figured it out and finally planned to lend me the cute dog. I can send someone to the base to get it."

"Leave an address and goldfish logistics will deliver goods to your door."

The Orange Man spreads his hands: "I thank you for your blessing, the address is gone, and I am not in the service area."

"That day, you seemed to be quite busy. Was the ceremony successful?"

"That's right." The Orange Man walked around the altar and finally found a large glass of wine. He was not angry but was polite: "Do you a favor and pour a glass, it's so sour."

Li Cang poured wine: "This thing is very unfriendly to the brain."

"I'm tired, I have a lot of things to do, I want to retire..." The Orange Man sat on a bunch of bananas with her legs crossed her legs, tightly fitting, like a throne, "I envy you, I don't have pig-like colleagues and dog-like subordinates, but it seems that you don't seem very satisfied with the settlement reward of the track cycle. Otherwise, tell me the definition of the origin system and the non-original system? The one you mentioned!"

Li Cang rolled his eyelids: "Grand Master! What kind of abacus are you selling in the gourd? Seeing is true, but the law is not passed down to Liu Er, or are you already starting to shake your own tricks now?"

"You knew what was outside?"

"Yeah!" Li Cang didn't want to answer such a question, "How about the gift?"

"Thank you, flattered, He—"
Chapter completed!