Chapter 481: An Old Friend from the Last Life

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Ji Mo Jin continued: "At the gambling stone conference, there will be all kinds of wool materials, and all kinds of excellent jadeite will be produced, some people will get rich by this conference, and some people will go bankrupt here. โ€

The word "get rich" undoubtedly aroused Yin Wushuang's biggest idea.

She really needs money to develop her strength, whether it is in the mortal world or in the cultivation realm.

"Okay, I'll go."

"Then I'll book a plane ticket for you now!" Ji Mo Jin's voice was a little excited.

Yin Wushuang hung up the phone, looked at Rong Yun, Chen San, and Zhao Zhu, and admonished: "The Muscle Pill can heal most skin injuries, the three of you work hard to cultivate, remember that your strength cannot be exposed, otherwise you will attract the attention of others, and you will bear the consequences." โ€

The three of them nodded again and again, and Yin Wushuang left.

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At noon that day, Yin Wushuang got on a plane to Myanmar with Jimo Jin and Jimo Ying.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but the old man is in a lot of spirits." Yin Wushuang took the initiative to open his mouth to break the embarrassment.

This is the first time the two have met since the last villa threat.

Jimo Ying was wearing a blue Tang suit, on crutches, and his eyes were a little jealous, "Miss Yin has also grown a lot taller." โ€

The last time Yin Wushuang manipulated plants, he remembered it vividly.

He kept reminding Yin Wushuang that he was not an ordinary person.

The third year of junior high school was originally the time to grow his body, and his hard cultivation in the Sheng Immortal League made Yin Wushuang grow as tall as 1.63, and his face was much rounder.

Jimo Sumire, who was wearing a white casual suit on the side, smiled slightly: "It's true that I've grown a lot taller, and I'm getting more and more ...... Pretty. โ€

He looked at Yin Wushuang's eyes, with a fiery fire that he hadn't noticed, but Jimo Ying on the side noticed it and sighed silently.

His grandson is afraid that he will be obsessed with nothing.

It was the scorching heat, Yin Wushuang was wearing a simple white printed shirt, with black cropped pants underneath, and a simple black and white match, revealing a bit of capable feeling.

She wore a white cap on her head, and she was a little more energetic in her ability.

Yin Wushuang nodded and sat down next to Jimo Jin.

The plane took off and arrived in Myanmar in the evening.

Myanmar is a country with strong ethnic characteristics and strong religious overtones.

When you leave the airport, you can also see Burmese people singing and dancing on the side of the road.

Perhaps because of the gambling stone conference, there are foreigners of different colors on the street.

The trio ordered a local specialty for dinner and then moved into their previously booked five-star hotel accommodation.

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At night, the wind blew in through the window.

The familiar aura made Yin Wushuang suddenly come out of the Purple Phoenix Ancient Ring, and she opened her eyes, and the shock in her eyes flashed.

"Master, what's wrong?" Mo Baobao asked.

When Yin Wushuang let go of his divine sense and went to hunt down this vague familiar aura, he found that there was nothing in the air, as if the aura just now was just an illusion.

This breath ...... It's an old friend who has been with her for many years in her previous life.

Does it feel wrong?

Yin Wushuang once again entered the Purple Phoenix Ancient Ring to cultivate.

The next day.

The three of them were ready to go, holding the invitation, and entered the gambling stone conference.

The gambling stone conference is said to be a conference, but it is actually no different from the vegetable market.

The seller puts the wool he is optimistic about on the table and clearly marks the price, and if the buyer sees it, he can bargain and then dissolve the material.

Of course, there are also cases of gambling collapse, Yin Wushuang looked over at a glance, and saw a person holding a few pieces of waste and crying, shouting something bankrupt or something.

Next to the man stood a man in a black cloak, and no one was curious because of the different customs of a foreign country.

The surrounding audience shook their heads: "A veteran gambling stone surnamed Li actually lost his family this time!" โ€

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