Wai was extremely angry: "I was going to invite you to my house, but I didn't expect you to be so disgusting with me." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info。。 ”

"Huh?" Leng Zhong turned his head to look at the foreigner, intending to try his best to find some realistic expressions on the outsider's face, but only seeing the pain, Leng Zhong said in his heart: Maybe this foreigner comrade wants to invite us to his house as a guest, and he should be able to entertain him well, it seems that this foreigner comrade still has some feelings for us or something, but fortunately, we are just disgusted and disgusted with him, and we are not doing anything excessive.

"What's the benefit of going to your house?" Leng Zhong asked.

"Of course there are a lot of benefits," Waisheng pouted: "The whole Cowherd Star, I can only care about you, who let us have a friendship." ”

"Let's be specific, what are we doing at your house?" Leng Zhong was of course a little impatient.

"What else can you do? You have to eat, drink, and entertain, hehe. The noodle eater Liu'er came over happily, looking at his appearance, it seemed that he was still unsatisfied, after all, the Cowherd Star who came here has something to do, and his greatest wish still has to be fulfilled.

"For example, a bowl of high-quality spicy thirteen spices with curry, pork chops and chicken flavor of beef and mutton, and the master of the bran three fresh noodles. ”

"Well, there's not the slightest problem. Waisheng said with great certainty that for these things that belong to garbage on the Cowherd Star, it is indeed satisfying, and there is no problem at all.

"Of course" The unwilling Qian Mo Qi'er also came over, and this guy probably felt the arrival of business opportunities again.

Qian Mo Qi'er's smile was very cheerful, it should be the unique quality of businessmen: "Go to your house, how much money do you give us? The most important thing is that you give me me, well, how much money?"

"How much money do you want?" asked the waisheng with a grin, not angry.

"Yes" Leng Zhong hurriedly went over and stood in front of the two demons, gestured around with his hand, and said with a smile: "There is no need for too much money, there is really no need for too much, you just need to give us just the money to buy your flying saucer, it's fine, it really doesn't need too much." ”

"Oh?" the outer student frowned, but still asked Leng Zhong with interest, "What does this mean?

"It means" Zun Yan came over and said very authoritatively: "What else can it mean, it's just that you gave us the money to buy this flying saucer, and we are not ambiguous, we will give you this money, buy this flying saucer of yours, rest assured, we will not bargain, guarantee cash on delivery." ”

"What?"

"You asked me to give you money, and then I used the money I gave you to buy my private flying saucer, what are you doing with such a big twist and turn? I'll just give you this flying saucer. ”

"No~~ Cheng" Zunyan stood up straight and said categorically: "We are particular people, we will never take your gift in vain, we must buy, how much you give us, we will buy it with as much as we want, absolutely not grinding with you, of course, the value of this flying saucer lies in you, how much money you give us, how much is this flying saucer worth." ”

"Dede" the outer circle is still the same, but in the end he pouted and didn't say anything, and then saw the eager eyes of the young generals and demons, somehow, he actually felt that he was a passerby in this flying saucer, scolded, and the foreign life was in a trance: This is my flying saucer, I am the official owner of this flying saucer, how do you feel that you have nothing to do with this flying saucer now? No.

Determined to regain his senses, he walked into the central control room and piloted the flying saucer with his stand-in.

"Oh, really, I love your flying saucer so much. Shabi cheered and said happily: "It's really good, after flying back to Earth with it, we'll dismantle this flying saucer, and then it's an imitation of a cottage, or a copycat, and build a copy of it, you must ensure that the performance is exactly the same, and then... ”

"Yes, yes" Liu'er hurriedly answered: "I'll add what he means, that is, I will drive it around several planets near the earth to see if there is a special 'Majiazhou beef hand-pulled noodle restaurant', I like to eat Lala the most." ”

"You know how to eat," Qi'er said angrily.

"I'm a noodle eater" Liu'er glared at Qi'er and said in his heart: You know a fart.

"I insist," Qi'er said seriously and seriously: " In addition, I plan to open a special line from the earth to the Cowherd Star, the price of a trip, well, just make it simple, calculate it by kilometers, and don't want too much, after all, the rich people are still a minority, and they must take care of the majority of working groups, so ah, the price should not be set too high, just one yuan per kilometer, well, the earth to this Cowherd Star is seventeen light years, seventeen light years is how many kilometers, well, one hundred thousand kilometers per second, sixty seconds and one minute, well, sixty minutes and one hour, twenty-four earth hours a day, thirty twenty-four earth hours is an earth monthTwelve months a year, twelve months a year, how many kilometers does this speed of light travel 300,000 kilometers a second? How many kilometers does seventeen light years take? ”

Qi'er turned his head to the game demon thirteen and said, "Little thirteen, you use your game console to calculate well, how many kilometers are these seventeen light years?"

"And" Xiao Thirteen just lowered his head and played the game, and said without even raising his head: "I'm sorry, my game machine can only play games, not use it as a calculator." ”

"On the contrary, there are a lot of them anyway, no matter what, this time, I have earned a lot. Qi'er saw that Thirteen didn't count him, so he could only make this conclusion in the end.

"Enough" Liu'er said dissatisfiedly: "The freight of your trip, not to mention the wage earners, even those few who have money, can't afford to spend it, in my opinion, Brother Qi'er, since you want to make money so much... ”

"Then you still need to ask?" Qi'er rolled his eyes at Liu'er and whispered, "I'm a money demon."

"In this way" Liu'er patted Qi'er's shoulder and said with a smile: "Let's mortgage this flying saucer, who will we mortgage it to? Mortgage it to Exogenous, why mortgage it to Exogenous? Is it because Exogenous is familiar with this flying saucer, why is Exogenous familiar with this flying saucer?" Isn't it because we put his one, yes, it's the current one, aren't we demolishing it, the one that has not been built after the demolition has not been built, the copycat version of the flying saucer, I mean this, let's mortgage this flying saucer exogenous, exogenous, we will inevitably pay us a mortgage fee, get this money, seventh brother, don't worry, don't you want to kill him when you see the money, what can the money demon do? I mean, yes, after getting the money, let's use it to build a noodle restaurant, of course, the noodle shop is mainly built for me, because I eat noodles, so the noodle shop is mine, you, what are you staring at? You like the noodle restaurant so much, I'll give it to you, hum, but, the flying saucer has to be given to me, there's nothing to say, right?

You don't understand what I mean, but I mean, after the noodle restaurant is built, let's mortgage it again, who will we mortgage it to? Mortgage it to the exogenous, why mortgage it to the exogenous? Isn't it just to bring out the flying saucer, why do you bring the flying saucer out? For, in order to arrive at the noodle restaurant, when the noodle restaurant arrives out, wow, you, you put my flying saucer in your noodle restaurant, hehe, there is nothing in this foreign life, if he wants a flying saucer, he will say that he will take the noodle restaurant, if he wants a noodle restaurant, he will say that he will take a flying saucer, anyway, we have all arrived... ”

"Farewell. After the golden thread disappeared, Lin Qing lifted his figure, flew directly into the air, and then left the courtyard of his house in a moment. Wrinkling slightly, Old Man Leng was a little suspicious of why this guy gave up so easily.

After thinking about it, he couldn't guess what this guy was going to do. Shaking his head, Old Man Leng turned around and walked towards his house. The moment he turned, a golden thread floated through the back of his heart, and then quickly merged into his body. But he didn't notice it, closed the door, and quietly crossed his knees.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was two days. During these two days, Old Man Leng has been cultivating in his room. Just when he was on the third day of cultivation, he suddenly frowned, and a trace of cold sweat appeared on his white jade-like face. There was a muffled sound, and suddenly he opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with a smell of tiredness. The weariness came silently, and it only took a moment to invade his whole body.

"What's going on, why does cultivation make me tired?" he said suspiciously, his pale lips slowly closed, and he began to cultivate again with some disbelief. In the body, energy is constantly vibrating. And in the midst of these energies, strands of golden threads continued to entangle, rapidly devouring his vitality. No matter how powerful the energy is, it can't stop this slow cessation of vitality.

This silk of gold thread is Lin Qing's murderous aura. Murderous aura can completely cut off a cultivator's vitality. Silent, killing invisible.

Not only the body, but also in the spiritual power of the cold old man, there are countless golden thin lines. These thin threads tightly wound his spiritual power, constantly devouring all of his spiritual energy.

In fact, at the beginning, there was only a golden murderous aura in Old Man Leng. But as he cultivated, the number of murderous qi increased rapidly, reaching tens of thousands in just a few days, slowly devouring all of his energy. Spiritual power is gradually dying, and no one can restrain it. When Old Man Leng felt that his knowledge was a little lacking, he had already begun to lose consciousness and memory. Most of the power of spiritual power has disappeared, and there is not even a trace of perception.

"How can this be?" his face turned cold as paper, and the cold old man struggled to get up. Old man Li's figure flashed and came to Old Man Leng's side.

True Qi energy continued to pour into Old Man Leng's body, and one after another the energy spread out, constantly clearing those golden silk threads. The entangled golden threads would almost always be melted away in an instant after they came into contact with his primordial true qi. Old Man Li carefully controlled the output of his primordial true qi. Old Man Leng's body is only a realm, which absolutely contains the huge primordial true qi of heaven and man. So, he tried to be as careful as possible to avoid some of the places in his body that were rejuvenated, and then obliterated those golden silk threads.

From the major meridians of the body to the five internal organs, Old Man Li carefully cleared the murderous aura. In the end, he finally began to use his spiritual energy and entered Old Man Leng's spiritual power. Just one glance, his heart went cold. I saw that Old Man Leng's sea of knowledge was empty, and only floating golden threads remained. If there is no trace of spiritual power, can it still be saved?

"There's only one way to go. Old man Leng, I hope you have retained the root of your spiritual power. Old man Li said secretly in his heart, and then a white color flew out from the center of his eyebrows, and rushed directly into the center of Old Man Leng's eyebrows. "Boom!" The top magic weapon descended on the cold old man's sea of knowledge, and suddenly countless white lights shone out, and the golden threads were quickly melted like winter snow meeting the summer sun. In an instant, all the murderous energy in the sea of consciousness was wiped out by the energy of the top magic weapon.

At this moment, Old Man Li's figure shook slightly, and his eyes were full of surprise. He saw a gray light appear from the depths of Old Man Leng's sea of consciousness, that light was only the thickness of a hair, but it exuded an astonishing thought. "Spiritual power is fundamental. After seeing this touch of spiritual power, Old Man Li finally breathed a sigh of relief. With the existence of this spiritual power, Old Man Leng's life can be saved. But after this time, I'm afraid it will take him years to recover his spiritual power and memory.

"Something is better than nothing. For the rest of my life, I will never let me leave you again. Secretly said in his heart, Old Man Li was ready to withdraw from Old Man Leng's sea of knowledge. At this moment, a terrifying scene appeared. An illusion like a fairy suddenly appeared in the sea of old man Leng's knowledge, waving his skirt wantonly, full of endless ethereal aura.

That small spiritual power suddenly hit Old Man Li's divine thoughts, and in an instant, his body trembled violently, and his face became extremely pale. "Such a strong divine thought, definitely not only Mahayana. After being fundamentally attacked by that residual spiritual power, Old Man Li got up suddenly, and looked at Old Man Leng's rejuvenated body with a cold face.

"There's nothing wrong with the breath, it must be a cold old man. However, how could he have such a powerful spiritual power?" Puzzled in his heart, Old Man Li closed his eyes and felt the picture just now, but he couldn't remember it anyway. "It's weird. The ethereal figure like a fairy is very much like a cold old man, but it is like a dream. With a faint word, Old Man Li turned to look at the elders and others who were standing in the distance. "Who is it?" got up and turned around slowly, Old Man Li swept past the elders, his face gloomy. Even if there were teachers and elders standing in front of him, he made no secret of his anger. His teenager had an accident, and he was still at home, and he had begun to lose confidence in his family.