Introduction: This miraculously rising nouveau riche has the same mind as his mind, which is difficult to fathom.

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"Stop!"

Li Yunlai hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it, but Wu Kaixun had already crossed the distance of more than ten meters in one step, his breath was violent, and he slapped it domineeringly towards Bai Liang's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

The windows were shattered by the energy he was exerting, and the nearby tables and chairs were swept away, and they let out an overwhelmed moan.

Bai Liang frowned slightly and raised his hand.

Just like that, he grabbed his wrist, dragged him, and smashed him to the ground, the floor shattered, and a shallow pit appeared, and the whole teahouse shook.

Wu Kaixun half-knelt on the ground in an extremely strange posture, when did he suffer this kind of humiliation, his face instantly turned the color of pig liver, his palms were clenched, and the air was instantly squeezed out and let out a loud roar.

What responded to him was a peaceful breath, which directly dispersed the internal strength he had gathered, and the tiger's mouth seemed to be clamped by iron tongs, and the force increased, causing his facial features to distort in pain.

Li Yunlai was shocked to see it from the side, but in a flash of light, the great martial artist of Jindu was restrained, and he didn't know how many people he would frighten when he said it.

Seeing that Wu Kaixun was still gritting his teeth and refusing to bow his head, Li Yunlai knew his temper and hurriedly persuaded him: "Old Wu, you are confused, if Bai Liang wants to kill Meng Zhuo, why save him?"

He looked at Bai Liang again: "I admit my mistake to you on behalf of Master Wu, he was impulsive." ”

Bai Liang let go of his hand and didn't intend to pursue it.

Wu Kaixun got up and shook his hand joints, and saw Bai Liang drinking tea calmly, as if nothing had happened just now, and he was so angry that he brushed his sleeves away.

Li Yunlai shook his head and handed Bai Liang a silver thread card with the name of Jindu Pharmaceutical College written on it.

This is a certification card that only top pharmacy students can have, and they can enter a certain communication space of the Pharmacists Guild, and they can find ways to buy the required materials, materials and utensils.

This route is connected to several official stores in the Gongxing Mansion, the Void Exchange on the same level as Vientiane Corner.

Although the scale of Gongxing Mansion is small, it is not as mixed as Vientiane Corner, its founder Wang Yingxing has tough methods, and the thunder suppresses the thieves and tricksters, the price is generally a little higher, but the quality is more guaranteed.

"You can find something you want to learn in it, and hopefully we'll have the opportunity to meet in the future. ”

When he first sat down, Bai Liang directly admitted that he didn't know anything about pharmacy, and Li Yunlai didn't ask, everyone has their own secrets, and he just wanted to make a good fate.

"Thank you. Bai Liang took it and thanked him seriously.

He really needs to fill the gap in modern pharmacy now, but he has no channels.

"Besides, Meng Zhuo shouldn't be dead yet. Bai Liang raised his head and looked at Li Yunlai, who was about to walk out of the door.

He could still feel that little connection.

Li Yunlai paused, then shook his head and left.

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The leaves fall back to the roots, and spring grows and autumn declines.

The giant tree with bare branches continued to wither and decay, leaving only the stump standing alone between heaven and earth, and the annual rings were densely packed, writing thousands of years.

At a certain moment, a green shoot sprouted from the edge and rose from the ground.

In an instant, the scenery is luxuriant, and the dense canopy of the trees is swaying, replacing the original towering trees.

In the patient room on the top floor of the clinic.

The man with a square face and triangular eyes looked at the young man lying there, his eyes full of sorrow and a hint of guilt.

This is the master of the largest void trading market on the southern heaven and earth, the master of Vientiane Horn, Meng Youde.

The appearance of the nouveau riche has always been made fun of, but Meng Youde has used practical actions again and again to shut up those people honestly.

After sitting all night, Meng Youde's temples turned white.

At that time, it was just when he was just starting out, and Meng Youde had no time to accompany his eldest son at all, and he had only seen him a few times when he was sick.

Meng Youde recalled it, and his heart hurt again.

Even if he were asked to give up everything now, he would not hesitate to nod.

Meng Zhuo's body had been there for three days, and his face was still ruddy, and even exuded a fragrance.

Many people came to persuade him to let Meng Zhuo settle in peace, but he always believed that his eldest son was still alive, but he just shook his head and said nothing.

He didn't agree, so no one dared to move.

It was getting dark, and it was still noon, and Meng Youde walked to the balcony with a sense of it.

Living in the north, the gold capital, which has been full of wind and sand for many years, has gathered into black clouds within a radius of dozens of miles, and the thunder in the clouds is shaking, and the thunder flashes.

Hundreds of thousands of people on the streets of Jindu looked up and were speechless in horror.

A thunderclap fell.

On this day, the First Medical Center turned into a thunder pool, electric snakes danced on the lightning rods, the sky was full of terrible cracks, and several buildings were almost split in half.

Some people say that when they see a figure on the top floor, it looks like a god has descended into the world.

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The nouveau riche rarely attends a dinner party, thinking that it is a frivolous trick of the nobles.

This time, it was his own banquet to celebrate his eldest son's recovery from a serious illness.

"The thing I regret the most in my life is that I made this thing out of Vientiane Corner, which made me unable to be distracted and missed the opportunity to spend time with my family. ”

"Thank you to the gods who sheltered Nantian for not taking Zhuo'er away from me, even if I am penniless now, what more can I ask for?"

Meng Youde spoke the opening remarks calmly, and the hairstyle that exploded on his head was eye-catching.

The audience was silent.

Clean broke? Repentance of Vientiane Corner ?

Some people even thought that Meng Youde attended an event and said:

I've never dealt with money, I'm not interested in money.

People look back and forth, and they all have a deep feeling of being diaphragm.

"Dad Meng is really getting more and more of a giant. Amin stood on the second floor and exclaimed.

Meng Zhuo was wearing a white dress, his eyes seemed to be a frozen lake, and he slowly walked down the stairs.

His facial features can vaguely see traces of Meng Youde, but on his face presents another handsome scenery, his skin is like congealed fat, and his temperament is deep and restrained.

Meng Youdra introduced him to people from all walks of life, and took him to meet the elders in Vientiane Corner.

Not long ago, he announced that he would retire from management in the second year, and in a blink of an eye, he officially introduced his eldest son to the outside world, which is thought-provoking.

This miraculously rising nouveau riche has the same mind as his mind, which is inscrutable.

Offstage, there was a young man who looked at Meng Zhuo with a gaze full of resentment.

His name is Meng Zijie, he is Meng Youde's son and nephew, his parents died when he was a child, and Meng Youde regarded him as his own.

When Meng Zhuo was sick before, he had always been cultivated as an heir.

Now that he has suddenly recovered, Meng Youde's actions made him feel a great threat, and he was not biological.

Why don't you die?" Meng Zijie had a fear that he was about to be taken away from everything, and he walked out of the hall in a daze and sat on the Yuan Suo.

The young secretary knew where he wanted to go at this time, and gave the driver a look.

"Ajie, why aren't you happy to come to play?" The lights flickered outside, the music roared, and Liu Dong, the director of the Tiangong Club, walked into the box with a wine glass, and hooked Meng Zijie's neck familiarly.

"Don't bother!" Despite the warbler Yanyan beside him, Meng Zijie seemed uninterested, and drank the sullen wine one by one.

Liu Dong secretly glanced at the female secretary who was sitting there like an iceberg, suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and said, "Do you want me to ask Lu Shao and them to come out for a few drinks?"

Meng Zijie still waved his hand.

Liu Dong stood up, took a sip of wine, and turned his eyes and said: "Hey, you don't know that there is a strange person in the past few days, so he sat there and drank, drank the money, went to the gambling room and won a lot of money, and came back to drink." ”

There are abundant entertainment activities in the Tiangong Clubhouse, and the existence of such a prohibited small casino is enough to illustrate the operational energy behind this owner.

"Don't drive him away?" Meng Zijie sighed and asked nonchalantly.

"Looks like a master, our thug can't even touch his body, and the boss told us not to cause trouble. ”

Meng Zijie finally became interested, Liu Dong led him to the window, and in the corner of the hall below, there was a person curled up in a black robe, as if he had fallen asleep on the table.

"Please. Meng Zijie knocked a glass of wine on the table, and the amber liquor in the glass did not shake a bit.

The black robe moved, and a down-and-out middle-aged man's face was revealed under the weed-like messy hair, and his beard seemed to have not been taken care of for more than ten years.

"Good wine. The red trough nose of the black robe twitched, and he snatched the wine glass and poured it into his mouth, and the wine ran down the corner of his mouth and sprinkled on the robe full of holes.

"You don't look like you're good at using money. Meng Zijie brought a glass of wine again and said tentatively.

"Money is not good. The voice of the black robe was like the sound of sandpaper grinding against the wall, and there seemed to be an old ghost hidden under the robe: "But wine can." ”

Meng Zijie knew that he had found the right person.

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Aura is limited, there is no blind taking, and being in harmony with heaven and earth is the right way.

Bai Liangpan sits on the cliff on the back of Ruyi Mountain, with layers of mountains and forests at his feet, and the wind is howling.

He slowly realized that even if his cultivation had been nakedly built on a huge vitality, regarded as a taboo, and his physical body had become a small world of his own, it was still impossible to escape the communication with heaven and earth.

He dispersed the aura in his body to the outside of his body, blending with the breath of this heaven and earth, with him as the center, forming a vast whirlpool, the vitality of plants and trees, and more complex qi machines converged.

The white two run the technique, refining the impurities, the pores on the surface of the skin open and close rhythmically, and the aura enters and exits, turning into its own cultivation.

His mind moved slightly, and his cultivation came to an abrupt end.

At the foot of the mountain, a group of young men and women looked up at the mountain forest, and it was difficult to hide the excitement in their hearts.

For more than ten days, Ruyi Mountain was shrouded in white mist, which caused a sensation on the Kyushu Internet, and was rumored to be a momentary spectacle, attracting many people to climb.

Some people say that when you go up the mountain, you feel like you have entered a maze, and no matter how you change the direction, you can only go down the mountain.

"Two days ago, there were a few out-of-town tourists who got lost in the mountains and only found them the next day. ”

Leading the way was a tall young man in a slim-fitting trench coat, looking at the stone steps that meandered upwards with a blazing gaze.

"How can it be so mysterious, there must be rumors. I've been here before, and it's just a road up and down the mountain. The woman in a ponytail and a tight tracksuit shook her head, she was so active by nature that she wanted to reach the top of the mountain right away.

"I heard that the Shenzhou Pass on the mountain could not receive a signal. The short-haired young man with glasses and a slight emaciation next to him was a little worried.

"Don't worry, there are so many of us, let's go up and see, what can happen?" The girlfriend of the young man who took the lead patted the shoulders of the glasses, and the latter was not easy to spoil everyone's interest, so she nodded.

"Awen, you just lack exercise, so no girl likes it. The young man in the trench coat pulled the young man with glasses who was quickly out of breath, and looked at his girlfriend with a smile.

Everyone is from the same college, and they want to take this opportunity to match the other two people if they have the opportunity, but this wood doesn't seem to be enlightened along the way.

Ah Wen smiled bitterly, suddenly his eyes tightened, and he pointed to the pine tree a few meters away, on which there was an artificial cross notch: "Brother Teng, you see that is the mark I left before." ”

He paused and uttered a guess that made the faces of all three of them change slightly: "We seem to ...... It's really going around in circles. ”

They looked up, and the fog seemed to get thicker.

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