Chapter Seventy-Four: One Night Back to the Past

Meng Xuan looked at his computer screen in a daze, feeling depressed in his heart. But if you buy everything, then there is nothing to say, if you don't have enough money, you can earn it again. After all, this money was originally spent.

When he thought of making money, Meng Xuan's first thought was the system, after all, those system volumes could still earn him a lot of money, as long as the demon refining made a good baby, or the equipment was built to create a good equipment, then there was no need to worry about money.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel, the current Meng Xuan only has so many points, and he can't even draw a few low-level lotteries, how can he say that the system is rolling. Now in Meng Xuan's system backpack, there is nothing else except a non-level volume and a demon refining and explosive qualification volume.

The second is to start a live broadcast, since you don't have any points yet, then start a live broadcast and make some money. Although the money can only be taken at the end of the month, if you can earn it, you can earn it first.

Open the live broadcast, and it is still the familiar live broadcast page. As soon as the live broadcast began, more than 10,000 people instantly poured into the live broadcast room.

"It's finally here, where did you die in the past two days, not doing your job?"

"Anchor, I just saw a piece of news, Guancheng swept pornography and arrested an anchor, did you just release it today?"

"Well, I'm finally willing to start the live broadcast, and two days ago, I identified a pair of shoes and floated, didn't they?"

"Come on, come on, the dog anchor is online, #80, brush a wave."

Looking at the barrage that came out of the live broadcast room, Meng Xuan had no choice but to smile.

"First of all, people haven't floated, and I haven't been to Guancheng, although it's very close, but I really haven't been there. It wasn't me who was caught. You guys who brush #80 stop for a moment, it's appropriate to brush 666. Okay, I won't talk to you more nonsense, according to the usual practice, I'll get you a wave of arms first, a car of 140-level necklaces, it's enough to be powerful. Meng Xuan said loudly.

After saying that, there was no nonsense, and he took out a car of 140-level necklaces directly from the warehouse, fortunately, Huang Xu and Li Guoming prepared a lot of arms some time ago, otherwise he wouldn't want to do this live broadcast.

manipulated Leng Feng's account to the platform next to the Chang'an City ring, and bought a car of Lingbao Illustrated Books. I didn't go far away, and I started to identify it on the spot.

The Lingbao Illustrated Book disappeared one by one, and the 140-level necklaces were identified by Meng Xuan.

Meng Xuan couldn't wait to click on the 140-level necklace in this car, after all, now he could only make money by identifying arms and getting some good things.

Gilt point Cuipei

Level 140

Spiritual +181

Durability 500

Maker: Just like me to build it up

"Hey, the first piece of national standard attributes, and there are no blue words, this is a little bad at the beginning."

Gilt point Cuipei

Level 140

Spiritual +201

Durability 500

Special Effects: Shennong

Maker: Just like me to build it up

"There is a special effect, but Shennong is useless, the effect of using drugs increases by 10%, but the spiritual power is not high, no one wants it."

Gilt point Cuipei

Level 140

Spiritual +181

Durability 500

Maker: Just like me to build it up

"It's another tabula rasa national standard, it's a tragedy."

After checking it one after another, the necklace that was already half a car was decomposed, and there was no one that could surprise Meng Xuan.

With Meng Xuan's mouse constantly clicking, Meng Xuan's face also became extremely depressed. One car, a whole car of 140-level necklaces, there is no necklace that can be used at all, and there are a lot of whiteboards. There are also blue characters, two of them, one for Shennong, and one for easy repair.

"Alright, your favorite image has appeared. A car of 140-level necklaces, not a single one can be seen. I lost a cart of necklaces for nothing, and I see which of you still calls me a dog. Meng Xuan spread his hands and said.

Without the help of the system, it is not difficult to come up with something. The game Fantasy Journey to the West is really cruel enough.

"Haha, don't say it, don't say it. I'm laughing to death, this wave is a lot of money. ”

"Dog Tuo, you also have today. The live content causes extreme comfort, and the remaining four-leaf clover is swiped to you. ”

"Anchor, don't cry. Before you cry, think about the bosses you cheated the other day. ”

"Actually, it's okay, it's just a loss of a car of 140-level necklaces, it's not a big deal."

Looking at the rolling barrage, Meng Xuan could only smile helplessly. It seems that I, the audience, always like to see myself lose like that.

"Okay, it's your turn, which sailor will be the first." Meng Xuan scratched his head and said.

As soon as these words fell, a sailor added Meng Xuan's friend.

Click on it to take a look, a message from an old man named Playing with Knife.

Lao Hu, who plays with knives: Anchor, I have half a car of 150-level hammers, do you broadcast this resource?

Leng Feng: Yes, a level 150 hammer is not a small resource.

Lao Hu, who played with knives: That's okay, I'm sorry for you, help me make a good thing.

Leng Feng: It depends on your luck.

Lao Hu, who plays with knives: You send me a QR code, and I'll scan it.

Leng Feng: Okay.

At the end of the simple conversation, Meng Xuan also successfully logged in to the account of Lao Hu, who played with knives. A level 159 Apocalypse Lion Camel Ridge, riding a cool mount, wearing a blue and white porcelain brocade robe, looks a little domineering like that.

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Su Cheng, Lao Hu, who was playing with a knife, was sitting in front of his computer at the moment, smoking the soft China in his hand while gently spitting out smoke rings, not to mention how leisurely it was.

Dream this game, Lao Hu has been in contact for ten years, all the way to play and stop, in the first two years, Lao Hu decided to calm down and play a good number. To play a good number, burning money is essential, but fortunately, in terms of money, Lao Hu is not too lacking. After a lot of hard work and money burning, Lao Hu is also the number one person in the small server of Gusu City. In the Apocalypse group of 159, the top five lions and camels must have a seat for him.

Today, seeing that the live broadcast room of Leng Feng, which had not been broadcast live for the past two days, suddenly opened, Lao Hu, who was accompanying his brother to do activities, also quickly left the team and went to his home to take out the half-car 150-level hammer that had been prepared earlier. Let Leng Feng help with the identification.

"Bring me a superb hammer, full of wounds will suffice. I'm just missing a good weapon. Lao Hu said with a chuckle.

This anchor, he pays attention to it every time, in his observation, it seems that in the entire Fantasy Journey to the West live broadcast, no anchor's luck can be better than this anchor named Leng Feng, don't look at him pit many bosses, but it also makes many bosses make a lot of money. Especially in the first few waves of resources every time he starts a live broadcast, luck is often very good.

No, today finally let him catch up.

Looking at the computer screen, his character quickly rushed to the Chamber of Commerce to buy the Divine Soldier Illustrated, and the corners of Lao Hu's mouth also evoked a smug smile, as if he was already fantasizing about a superb hammer appearing in front of his eyes. Of course, he is also prepared for nothing, and whether he can produce something or not depends on luck. However, he still trusted Meng Xuan's luck very much.