VIP forty-three

Since that day of drunken female hooligans, Zhou Zhou has found a new way of doing business.

A way of doing business that can both collect wishes and accumulate them as a way of business.

He could......

Help the old lady cross the street.

In the lush green pine forest, a clear man touched his chin and bent his eyes in a daze.

......

In the past few days, Qing Huan feels that his own family-yes, he has already regarded Zhou Zhou as his own-the little cutie doesn't know why, and suddenly becomes very neurotic......

Everything has to be taken care of, Zhang San and Li Si's neighbors have disputes over cats and dogs......

Zhou Zhou wiped his sweat after listening: "You haven't learned Chinese, right?"

But every time Qing Huan asked him with a bitter face: "What's wrong with you? What's the matter?"

At this time, Zhou Zhou would immediately straighten his back, speak righteously, and almost tie a red scarf: "I want to serve the people." "Make a lot of money.

Qinghuan: "......" Look, it's like this again.

Qing Huan persuaded: "You can't do anything like this." It is better to directly rob the rich and help the poor. ”

Zhou Zhou burst into tears in his heart: Do you think I don't want to? If I wasn't afraid that those neuropaths would find me, I would be able to use it in such a slow way?

But he is still high-spirited on the surface: "No, Lei surnamed Tong Zhi once said that each of us is a small screw in social life, we must start from small things, take the golden mean as our own responsibility, the poor will be good to ourselves, and the good will be good to the world!"

Qinghuan: "......" is angry with me......

Qing Huan was so angry that his short hair exploded, and he said in his heart that if it weren't for the person in front of him who he liked, he would have to roll up his sleeves and punch him in the face!

The pavilion chief sighed and patted the little derpy hair on Qing Huan's head, calmed the natural creatures with fried hair, and asked Zhou Zhou: "What's wrong with you?

Zhou Zhou immediately fell into decay and lamented: "What should you do if you are mistaken for a person?"

Zhou Zhou remembered that he had forgotten to turn it off since he opened the perspective, so they should have known what was going on.

Qing Huan shook his head and shook off the pavilion chief's hand, frowned and thought for a moment: "You collect wish power and are mistaken ......" He suddenly realized: "You are, want to change your face?"

Zhou Zhou nodded silently.

The pavilion chief's expression was a little puzzled: "I remember that you promised that elf to save the main material interface. ”

Although he didn't know why he suddenly mentioned this, as soon as he talked about it, Zhou Zhou couldn't help but be full of grief and indignation: "Yes." The tone was full of resentment.

The pavilion chief continued, "I remember that man asked you, an impostor, to help them fight the demons. ”

Zhou Zhou was even more sad and angry: "Yes!"

"I remember that imposter seemed to be very powerful, and if he came back, he would be a high-level person. ”

Zhou Zhou: "Uh...... Probably, but what are you asking for?"

The pavilion chief hated that iron could not become steel: "You are stupid, isn't this just that there is no conflict? You still have a legitimate reason to help others." ”

Zhou Zhou raised his eyes with teary eyes: "Huh?"

The pavilion chief patiently analyzed for him: "Otherwise, with your current status, how can it take a few years to get mixed into the top according to normal circumstances, you definitely don't want to be commanded by those stupid mortals, right?"

Zhou Zhou wanted to say that it didn't matter.

It's just that he still hasn't said it, and he always feels that something terrible might happen if he says it.

Zhou Zhou was still very hesitant: "But it's not good to pretend to be someone else......"

Pavilion Chief: "So as soon as you enter, you will be at the top of the floor, what are you hesitating about?"

Zhou Zhou's expression relaxed slightly: "I don't know how to act." ”

"You haven't admitted it, it's all their own guesses, is there anything about whether you can act or not?" The pavilion chief was suddenly puzzled, and he found that he simply didn't understand Zhou Zhou's brain circuit.

As soon as he said this, Zhou Zhou suddenly became enlightened.

Yes, they mistakenly thought that I had to be their ancestor.

Then I haven't admitted it, they forced me, what does it have to do with me?

Zhou Zhou looked at the pavilion chief with admiration, thinking that such an insidious move could be figured out by the pavilion chief.

For the first time, he felt that if this old yin was born in modern times, he could simply be a heirloom, a salesman, a head, and a son.

The pavilion chief was goosebumps when he looked at him: "Do you have eye cramps? I have researched a potion, I see that you need it very much." ”

Zhou Zhou: "......"

Zhou Zhou's heart was moved and disappeared in an instant.

This is a life coach, this is clearly the poisonous tongue sesame filling.

I was really blind before, but it's better for me to be a happy little angel. Zhou Zhou glanced at Qinghuan, looking forward to finding comfort.

Qinghuan: "......"

Qing Huan was given goosebumps by him, and hesitated to persuade: "Zhou Zhou, you can't hide from the doctor, your eyes may really cramp, the pavilion chief should be very useful, I think you can try." ”

Zhou Zhou: "......"

Zhou Zhou: "Huan, ......"

Qing Huan: "Huh?" The patient is big, he must be more gentle.

Zhou Zhou: "I always thought that you were a custard bun, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it......" He began to sigh at Qing Huan, shaking his head while sighing.

Qinghuan: "......"

Qing Huan didn't know what to think, so he couldn't help but blushed and shouted, "Get out!"

Zhou Zhou was taken aback, and while rolling out, he thought to himself that he didn't say anything particularly excessive......

...... bar.

Could it be that the oolong caused by the different times in which we live?

After getting out, he was still very puzzled, and finally Zhou Zhou couldn't recognize it and asked, "What did I do?"

Qing Huan's face was flushed: "Do you still have the face to say......? You're a girl, why are you so ......?"

I didn't hear the rest of the words. Zhou Zhou: "???"

Zhou Zhou: "What is that?" ”

"Talking" seems to have been pinched.

What are you doing with the good end of the connection, Qinghuan is usually not like this.

Qinghuan is a well-behaved child, if he asks him anything, he will definitely say it, and if he doesn't know, he will definitely say it.

Sometimes it even makes people think that he is impatient and doesn't want to answer, but in fact, he is afraid of wasting other people's time.

But that hasn't really happened.

He scratched his ears and cheeks and thought for a while, and decided: forget it, go and make money first, and then find a chance to see if you can get into the high-level of the mansion......

......

The vast hall had always been as bright as day, but today, somehow, no one thought to light up the spiritual power beads.

It seems to give them a sense of security.

They had a long meeting and a long discussion, and their expressions were like none of them had ever seen before, fear, happiness, and hatred.

Except for the two old men in the upper seat.

No one could see the expressions of the two old men, they had placed a ban on the outside of this open council chamber, and no one heard what they were saying.

It was only after the meeting that someone pricked up their ears and listened curiously.

These usually majestic and arrogant bigwigs seemed to lower their voices in fear.

"He's not going to help us. ”

......

These people only heard this sentence clearly, because it was the one they repeated the most.

The hall was empty, and the old man, who had not said a word so far, asked the old man with wide sleeves next to him: "Lian, what do you think?"

He didn't hear an answer, the light was too dim to see Lian's expression clearly, he paused, and repeated again: "Everyone thinks he won't help us, what do you think?"

Lian seemed to be an old man who was about to die, but in fact, in his race, he was still in middle age, and he was so silent, as if he could escape everything.

Ostrov couldn't help but be a little sneering: "You didn't hesitate when you decided to do this, but now that people are coming back unexpectedly, you are afraid." ”

He left his seat, his steps steady, without a trace of anger: "You are old, I am also old, this person who should have died is still young, why not punish you and me?"

"I despise you. He walked up and down the hall as a general stroll, or maybe he had been sitting for a long time and moving his muscles.

Lian was still silent, and he dropped his dry fingers on the armrests of the seat, starting to glow from his fingertips and gradually spreading throughout his body.

When the light dissipated, he was an elegant young man with red lips and white teeth.

When Ostrov saw this, he shook his head: "You want to rely on yourself?" he smiled contemptuously, and at a glance saw through the thoughts of his old friend for many years.

"We relied on him to win the victory, but now that he won't help us, we have to rely on ourselves. Lian lowered her eyebrows, and her eyes were actually full of helplessness when she couldn't see clearly.

"Huh. Ostrov smiled undeniably.

He strode out of the door in silence, and when he pushed the door to leave, he still whispered to his friend who couldn't see clearly with his eyes lowered, "Don't worry, he will help the master of the material interface." ”

......

Why are they so sure? Why are they so sure? Why is it that the people in power in Ancia say words of trust?

It's too vague to hear anything, Zhou Zhou hid on it and his face was distorted, he really hated to go down and point at the gringo's big nose and scold: If you have a kind, you can make it clear! What kind of man is it to leave half of the talk!

And what kind of lotus, if the old man is so vulgar and weird, who can you show the holy white lotus of "I have a hard time, I have an unspeakable hidden"!? You tell me what you have done, don't you say how I can forgive you? How can you make me an impostor?

The most important thing is:

You seem to be familiar with the person who bumped into my face......

Then I want to ask:

Why can't you doubt it?

I! Root! Just! No! Yes!

MDZZ

Zhou Zhou still feels deeply unhappy with the fact that he is about to pretend to be someone else to parachute into the high-level of the mansion.

And just when he didn't plan to pretend, each of them was convinced that yes, he was the one!

Okay, now that Zhou Zhou has decided to think of himself as the person who seems to be dead, then......

If you don't give me a script, then you should let him know what you did, otherwise how would I know what I should do towards you?

You think that I am that person, but you avoid that person, and your words change, so do you want him to come back or don't want him to come back?

What do you want him to do to meet your normal standards?

Is it helping you right? Or is it just a normal looker?

I'm so worried!

It's so hard for me!

If the melancholy Zhou Zhou returned to the Forest of Living Souls at this time, he would feel a sense of soul with Qing Huan.

Qing Huan was also very worried when he looked at the pavilion chief now.

Pavilion Chief: "Girl?"

Qing Huan trembled all over, and did not speak with a flattering smile.

The pavilion chief said gently, "So, you have been hiding it from me. ”

Qing Huan: "No, no, no, I, we ......"

"If it weren't for the fact that you showed your mouth this time, how long are you going to hide it from me?" he asked again, slowly, leisurely.

Qinghuan: "......"

Qing Huan felt a trace of fear for the first time in a long time.

He thought a little lovelessly: Zhou Zhou, don't come back.

Today's pavilion chief is a little abnormal......

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School is about to start, and maybe the updates won't be so continuous

Maybe it's a week or a fortnight, because I'm going to high school, huh...... Or is it accommodation......

So it's not clear whether it's a fortnightly holiday or a week.

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