Chapter Ninety-One: Excited Old Chen
An Yuling at this time was ecstatic.
"Your Highness~"
Holding the Linglong Pagoda and looking at Mo Zichu.
"It seems that you are the destined person of this exquisite tower. Mo Zichu's eyes flashed slightly, and he faintly saw that the Linglong Pagoda was thrown out by that person.
But looking at the motionless Linglong Pagoda, Mo Zichu was a little skeptical that he was wrong.
"Linglong Pagoda has chosen its master. ”
"Let's see who it is?"
"Take a look. An Ruoying looked at the people in the private room, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, you want me to give it to you, how good is this.
"It's Emperor Tianqi. ”
"Yes, it's Emperor Tianqi!" Everyone who was about to move looked at Emperor Tianqi and immediately dispelled the thoughts in their hearts.
They can't afford to mess with the king of a country.
"Princess, why did you lose the Linglong Tower?"
"What's the hurry? Since you said that Linglong Pagoda will choose the master, naturally I won't follow whoever I throw it to. ”
"If that's the case, it wouldn't be that the Linglong Pagoda hasn't been opened for so many years!"
"Let's go, let's go and see what price my previous pill can be sold for. ”
As soon as the two of them walked out of the private room, they ran into the little guy who greeted them. Seeing the two of them, he was angry: "Why are you two liars still here?"
"You pitch-black who doesn't know what it is, it's nothing!"
"In the future, you are not welcome in our black market!"
The little girl chattered endlessly, An Ruoying didn't say a word, and wanted to return the mouth with a weak heart, but was tightly pressed in her arms by An Ruoying.
Finally waiting for the little girl to finish speaking, An Ruoying slowly spoke: "I have memorized what you said today, and please remember today's words, in the future, if the black market does not set up a banquet for this son, the black market will not let this son enter the black market again." ”
After saying that, the person who spoke had already left the black market.
Chen Lao's medicinal liquid failed to be synthesized again, and he sat on the table a little decadently, not understanding what went wrong, a burst of medicinal fragrance came, and Chen Lao sucked hard. His eyes lit up, this taste is a perfect recipe.
Jump off the table and look for the source.
Finally, the eyes are fixed on a small bottle.
Isn't that the black thing?
When I held it in my hand, it smelled like this thing: 'This ratio is perfect, how did you do it?'
Chen Lao hurriedly ran out, and the little guy who was packing up his things only saw a figure floating in front of him, and then the collar of the whole person was caught.
"What about people?"
"What kind of person?" the little guy steadied himself and looked at the excited old man Chen in front of him.
"That's it, the one who gave you the little bottle. As he spoke, he took out the vial.
"I kicked those two crooks out. The little guy opened his mouth arrogantly, but the words he said made Chen Lao anxious.
The brush ran out all at once, who else was there?
"What did those two men say?"
"What's the effect of this?" the little guy who had just recovered was grabbed by the collar again.
"This, they say, can get people from the blue level to the blue level·····" Chen Lao was excited again, he happened to be at the green level now, he took out a moment pill and stuffed it into his mouth, and soon his whole body changed, and after an hour, Chen Lao, who opened his eyes, had successfully advanced.
The little guy who witnessed all this finally knew what he was missing at this time?
The excitement in Old Chen's eyes has not disappeared: "That time, these two distinguished guests will come again, they must be well entertained, do you know?"