Tangtang saw it, dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, who let people have a backstage person, people can make waves, but we can't light up at night. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info This world is so unfair. Fortunately, no one grabbed her life, and the post was kept. In these years, a good post is like a piece of Tang monk meat, which can always attract goblins who want to eat meat. Now, this goblin has a substitute, so he no longer stares at her piece of Tang monk meat.

In short, in the small area of the Yingkou Office of the Northeast Branch, from top to bottom, although there is constant friction, it can always coexist in a harmonious way.

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Ji Ying hasn't been to an Internet café for a long time. He was busy handing out leaflets, handing out business cards, groveling to people coming and going, as if he was a man standing on the street. But the results of this struggle also gave him corresponding rewards. That little income is proof of that. Although this income is very small, only enough for him to barely maintain his life and pay rent, at least he has the capital to establish himself on this land.

Aren't there still many people who are struggling with the poverty line like him, like Da Long, like Lao Qi, like those migrant workers who come to the provincial capital from other places to work together...... He Ji Ying is not alone, so many accompany him. Look at Lao Lei again, he is also a migrant worker from the countryside of Hebei who came to the provincial capital to work, and now he has become a middle-class worker, which is the goal and example of a migrant worker like him. As long as he is willing to work and can endure hardships, he thinks that in a few years, he will be able to mix five or six people like Lao Lei, and then return to his hometown in fine clothes, raising his eyebrows in a rustic manner.

The game he had in mind was running out of time. His rank is still stuck at the shameful sixty-nine. Although this level is the lowest level of martial arts, the skills are rubbish, and all kinds of cultivation are still at the starting line, not to mention the baby's cultivation. No way, the game takes a lot of time, and what he lacks most now is time. Of course, there is also a lack of money. If you have both money and time, that's for the best. But people like him who have neither ability nor background should have nothing, looking at the urban neon outside his world, he deeply felt how difficult it is for a person to integrate into a city!

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Although a week has passed since the shoe incident, the murderer is still at large, and Bingyu cannot find favorable evidence to defend herself, so she can only put this aside in advance. There were still a lot of things to do in the game, so seeing that there was no work at hand, she quickly clicked on the "dream" icon.

Last time, she made an appointment with the grocery store owner to pay in three days, but now she only has a few thousand taels of silver on hand, which is still a lot short of the huge sum of 100,000 taels. Since the two separated that day, Bing Yu hadn't seen Qing Xuan, and she didn't have a chance to discuss it with him. Seeing that the three-day deadline was approaching, Bing Yu felt at a loss.

There are not many people she knows in this world, except for Meng Fanchen, Tangtang, and then Ji Ying, Ji Ying hasn't seen him for a long time, only Meng Fanchen and Tangtang are often there. Bingyu had the heart to borrow some money from them, but she didn't have the habit of borrowing money on weekdays, so she thought about it or forget it.

Sitting alone on the bed of the inn, he is worried about not being able to raise money, as the saying goes, a penny is difficult for a hero, let alone 100,000 taels of silver! At the moment, how to make this money quickly is the key. Bing Yu thought about it left and right, but he couldn't find a way out. Suddenly, she slapped the door of her head, and there was.

She remembered that a long time ago, the second uncle told her that the dragon clan had a natural skill, that is, to make dragon attachments, which had a blessing effect on the enhancement of strength, especially suitable for the disciples of the Tang Dynasty Mansion. With the increase of the level of the dragon, the dragon attachment function made has also become powerful, and the person who uses it is not limited by his own level, but generally chooses to use the dragon attachment with the same level as himself, because the power of the blessing is the highest. It was precisely because he remembered the function of the dragon attachment that Bing Yu decided to make a few dragon attachments to try and see if they could be sold.

She waved her hands, so that the ten fingers up and down, and then lightly opened her lips, silently recited the incantation, and then, raised her right arm, drew a beautiful arc in the air, only to see that a fairy shop immediately appeared in the air, and the store displayed all kinds of goods, all kinds of goods are clearly marked, and Tong Su is not deceived.

Bing Yu wandered around the shop, and then stopped in front of the counter selling rune paper, the price of a blank rune paper was 100 taels, she thought about it, with her current level of physical strength, she could make 15 dragon attachments at most, so she took out 1500 taels of silver from her bag and handed it to the counter owner, and then pointed to the blank rune paper.

The counter owner took the silver, didn't answer, and handed it to Bingyu after ordering 15 blank rune papers. After collecting the rune paper and seeing that there was nothing else to buy, Bing Yu waved his hand, and the fairy shop hanging in the air disappeared immediately.

Bing Yu went downstairs to ask the innkeeper for a pen and ink inkstone, then returned to the room, poured the water in the teacup on the dry inkstone and grinded it, and then used the thin sheep's pen to dip some ink, and drew some dragon symbols on each blank rune paper, and then, a little magic was cast on these rune papers, and the enchanted rune paper instantly became crystal clear, looking like a thin crystal.

Bing Yu put these made dragon attachments in her bag, then walked out of the inn, walked through a few secluded alleys, passed by some wine shops, and finally turned onto the bustling Chang'an Avenue.

The streets are full of bustling people, and although the heat wave is raging, it still does not stop people who like to wander the streets. Among them, there are ragged beggars, well-dressed dignitaries, in addition to burden-bearers, divination, dragging bird cages around the streets, and wearing palace guard uniforms and riding high-headed horses across the streets. Bing Yu walked through the crowd and inquired all the way towards Cheng Biting Jin's mansion.

Cheng Yanjin's mansion is not difficult to find, turn left along the intersection south of Chang'an Street, pass the Moon Bridge, and walk 50 meters to the west. The water flow under the Mochizuki Bridge is gentle, countless small fish swim and play in it, the grass and trees on both sides of the river bank are full of flowers, and there are countless insects living in it. Bingyu glanced at the flowing water under the bridge, remembering the scene when she used to catch fish in the river when she was a child, and although the mottled memories were as fragmented as black and white photos, they were the best memories of her life.

She hooked the corners of her mouth, and a faint smile appeared on her face. Turning his head to look in the direction of Chengfu, he saw that the gate of Chengfu was open, and there were many people coming in and out. Among the twelve sects, the Tang Dynasty Mansion will always be the one with the most disciples, especially when the new service is opened, it is even more unprecedented, and the crowd is as dense as a dark cloud, covering the sky and the sun. This is a further proof that the Tang people are martial arts and are not a lie.

It seems that Cheng Yanjin is going to suffer, these disciples are enough for him to drink a hundred pots and thousands of pots. Bing Yu thought. However, there are so many people who practice martial arts, and her dragon attachment should be very marketable. Thinking like this, she began to shout, "Level 50 dragon attached, 10,002 each, come and buy it if you want it, there are 15 in total, first come, first served." She shouted as she walked, and after a while, many knights came to watch.

"Take a look at your dragon possession." Someone spoke.

Bing Yu took out one from his bag, the dragon attached was only one-third the size of a brick, white as jade, and under the sunlight, the dragon pattern on the rune paper was clearly visible. The disciples of the Tang Dynasty who have a little knowledge all know the role of this dragon attachment, so they all regard this dragon attachment as a treasure. Therefore, some people do not hesitate to spend tens of thousands of taels of silver to buy one to use, just because it can increase their temporary damage. An extra 20 damage on top of his own force can make a big difference, because with only a drop of blood, you could be the winner.

For example, for example, two level 50 players PK have the same weapons and equipment, and the repair is also the same. Then every time a person who adds the dragon attachment skill attacks the opponent, it will increase the damage by an additional 20%, and the result can be imagined.

Looking at the shiny dragon attached, the onlookers salivated. However, they were reluctant to pay so much silver to buy it, just to look at it. If someone can give them one, it would be good, but if they pay out of their own pockets, it seems a little distressing. So, a few onlookers took a look and left, and although the person who said he wanted to see it wanted to buy it, he touched his purse and finally shook his head and left.

Bingyu saw that everyone refused to buy it, and thought, is the price too high? Or maybe it's cheaper? Just as he was thinking, at this time, another person came over, short and short, with a colorful headband tied on his head, and wearing a red gauze skirt. She glanced at the ice jade, and then walked straight to the Cheng Mansion compound, walking along the granite floor into the martial arts hall. She found a place in the corner of the hall and stood still, and then she shouted: "Level 50 dragon attached, 15,000 each, buy the deal." The last two. ”

"Okay, you've met your opponent." Bing Yu sighed lightly. Wait, how much does she sell? 15,000 apiece, 3,000 more expensive than hers. She didn't sell 10,002, can she sell 15,000? Bing Yu thought to herself, I can't sell it if I see you shouting and cutting your throat.

She stood at the door, still shouting for 10,000 2, but no one came to watch. Bing Yu looked inside the courtyard, and saw that the person had already come out of the courtyard while counting the money, and when he walked to the gate, he smiled at Bing Yu.

"Is this a Shenma situation? Her 15,000 didn't go out, and no one bought my 12,000? Bing Yu scratched her scalp, a little confused. Stumped because you're standing in the wrong place?

Well, why don't you go in there and give it a try. Bing Yu took a step, nervously entered the Chengfu compound, and walked along the granite floor into the martial arts hall. There were countless people in the martial arts hall, everyone was busy, and no one paid attention to Bingyu. Bing Yu leaned to the side, and then shouted like the girl in red just now: "Level 50 dragon attached, 10,002 each, a total of 15, who wants to buy it?" As soon as he shouted two words, a burly, ugly-looking man came over, "Bring me one." He said.