(Thank you, Jasmine, classmates, I'm not a beauty!) Classmates, ↑ Pink ticket → Sang Zi's classmates~! Thank you for the tip~! Let's do this for the number of words, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow to see the situation more, these two days in the real estate certificate, you know, but when it comes to public affairs, queuing up is the most painful~! Why should the price increase be raised if it is an old tax!!!!! ）

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Before the ink dyed clothes were officially famous, they would completely offend their peers, for this kind of junior who didn't know the height of the sky, they only had one thought, and they trampled her down, so that she would never turn over, don't want to mix in this line anymore!

As soon as she arrived, she was treated like everyone was glaring at her.

"Ink-dyed clothes?" The monk in the fiery red robe raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly, "You sent us the post?" ”

A very young woman, Jindan's cultivation in the later stage made everyone present a little surprised, but the most important thing in Xiuyuan Star is "genius", and they have not seen it even if they are more exaggerated than ink-dyed clothes.

"Mo Xiaoyou, do you know what it means for you to do this?" A kind-eyed elder walked over and asked gently.

Mo Dye Yi laughed, smiling beautifully, like a flower swaying Tingting's curling bud under the moisture of rain and dew.

"The post you received was sent by dyeing clothes, and dyeing clothes also know that you are tired of coming here, what are the consequences of disappointing expectations!" It means that it will be difficult for her to gain a foothold in the sword refiner industry, and it means that she will become the laughing stock of the cultivation world!

"Humph! Now that you know that don't talk nonsense, let's get started, the old man's time is precious! "The thin old man, hidden in a wide robe, the robe was no longer discernible in its original color, dusty, it was difficult to distinguish his face from his face, and the furrow-like folds had filled it up, and his old state was fully revealed.

Judging from his appearance alone, he must be the oldest here, but in the cultivation world, his age in terms of appearance is precisely the most unreliable.

Mo Dye Yi glanced at him deeply, no objection, nodded slightly, although the smile was modest, but his demeanor did not mean "respect for the old and the virtuous".

The hearts of the people were even more annoyed, and the words were sharp or could be understood as to provoke them to come, but you are so arrogant and rude.

"Let's pick someone!" The monk in the fiery red robe looked like an impatient, and he waved his hand directly.

Mo Dye Yi noticed that the ten fingers on his hand were full of rings, there were about five or six, all of them were shades of red, this was just on his hand, there were many ways to store spiritual fire, this Fire Resistant Daoist collected no less than twenty kinds of spiritual fire, the flying sword he refined was famous for its pure texture, and in terms of the quality of the flying sword alone, among these sword refiners present, few people could match him.

The kind and kind elder first cultivated the formation road, and then began to study the way of refining, and then developed a strong interest in the flying sword, as if he had finally found true love, he has been deeply in love until now, and has never changed, because he is a halfway monk, the road to recognition is also very difficult, and there have been achievements for nearly ten years, Cheng Weikang seems to have opened up the second pulse of Ren Du, and his skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and it is rumored that he has obtained the secret book of a certain sword master, in the hearts of his peers, it is rumored that the two words can almost be removed, Almost everyone agrees that way.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to explain why he had been busy before, and suddenly exploded.

It doesn't matter what the name of the skinny and small old man with a wrinkled face is, everyone calls him a blood ghost, a demon cultivator, he is a double master of refining weapons and swords, but he has to add a bracket (demon path) in front, this guy looks old, in fact, he is not very old, but he likes to put some blood or something in the process of refining, this ghost looks like he puts his own blood, of course, he not only puts his own, but also especially others.

In fact, although there are many sword refiners in Xiaguang City, there are only three of them who can be seen by the ink dyeing clothes.

As for the so-called judgment of the dignified seats......

It is estimated that these peers are pure to find to block her, as long as you inquire a little, you can know that the one standing next to her, the "lover" who has a close relationship with her, is also entangled with the **Sword Faction, no matter how he contradicts, the **Sword Faction has no intention of retracting his fate.

She smiled at the nymphomaniac very "friendly", and the other party gave her a chin back coldly and arrogantly.

Hua Suxin next to her pretended to tidy up the dress on her body, and she didn't know if it was a hole that needed to be sewn or something, and from the time she came in to the present, she didn't have time to raise her head.

The one sitting between the two of them is also a familiar face, and the aunt said......

Xuan Jiu was stingy with even a look, and found a place to sit down, they had already communicated that this kind of "meeting friends with skills" field does not need the profession of a thug, and it is generally to subdue people with professionalism.

Therefore, whether it can be covered or not, and whether it can be used by this person's name to brush up on his prestige, depends on his own ability to dye his clothes. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )