However, two pieces of five-grade crazy spar should be a lot of money for him.

"Is it true? A hundred fifth-grade crazy spars can poke that dog in heat everywhere? ”

"Yes." Ye Luo==

"This is the old lady who smashed the pot and sold iron, and saved two hundred five-grade crazy spars for a lifetime. Miss Ye, it's all for you, you let me poke that dog twice, okay? A senior sister in her thirties looked at her expectantly.

Ye Luo smiled and accepted two hundred five-grade mad spars and said, "Yes." Please use it. ”

The senior sister in her thirties picked up a knife and stabbed Wang Ji in the abdomen: "You dead dog! How dare you the old lady's shoes? Also on the old lady's shoes? How disgusting are you made? Depend on! ”

The white knife goes in, and the red knife comes out.

The red knife goes in again, and the intestines come out with it.

Wang screamed and died heroically.

"Hahahaha!" The senior sister in her thirties let out a burst of hearty laughter, and when she had laughed enough, she spat at Wang Ji again, "You deserve it!" ”

Ye Luo: "......"

What a terrible hatred.

Wang Ji's body trembled a few times, and before the next guest officer came, he was perfectly resurrected, still in a hanging head-down posture, with a loveless face.

"A five-grade crazy spar, this young master wants to slap Si Yantian, he seduces this young master's woman."

"Five pieces of five-grade crazy spars, Mrs. Ben wants to slap Si Yantian five times, he dares to say such light words to Mrs. Ben, hum! Mrs. Ben has a family! ”

"Can I stab Si Yantian, can I pay one hundred and fifteen grade mad crystals?"

"I'm sorry, but I won't be able to turn on this service for the time being." Ye Luo Waterfall Khan.

I really didn't expect that Si Yan Tianla's hatred was really no less than that of Wang Ji.

The money earned from Si Yantian is no less than that of Wang Ji. There are more women than men who come to smoke, and most of them are married women, and some are already engaged.

"yes, that's a shame. Mrs. Ben wanted to stab him to death. A beautiful woman, who looked soft and weak, sighed, and spat out a cruel word in a very soft tone.

Ye Luo=.=

What a hatred this is, what a hatred.

"This lady, well, you know, he's the third prince. Murder of royal blood, it's not right. ”

"Well, then give you this hundred pieces of five-grade crazy spar, and I'll whip him a hundred ear scrapers." If you can't stab the knife, it's good to take a few more strokes.

Ye Luo: "......"

What kind of hatred is this, what kind of grudge.

"Ahh Beauty, you light. ”

On the other side, Si Yantian's ghost howl came, accompanied by the sound of slapping.

"Whew, it hurts. Heart, have you forgotten the scene of getting drunk in the arms of this king, you are still pestering this king, and you are still ...... to this king? Ahhh It's all said and tapped! ”

"Still fighting? You're endless? If it weren't for the fact that your husband is the secretary of the criminal department, this king would not be too lazy to tease you! The Shangshu of the Criminal Department has never taken this king in his eyes. Hum! This king will his woman! Yes! Don't fan! Hmm-"

Ye Luo supported his forehead.

She told herself: don't look, you'll be blind; Don't listen, your ears will get pregnant.

Si Yantian's goods are really not afraid of big things. He must have done it on purpose, shouting so loudly just to let everyone hear.