The next day, outside the Magic Bookstore.

Li Bieli has been kneeling here for three whole days!

For three days, I didn't move.

Never drank a drop of water or eaten a bite of food.

If he wasn't a cultivator, he might have been about the same by now, but if Rao was like this, Li Bieli also looked very haggard, and his mouth began to turn white.

Seeing this, the cultivators who were waiting around shook their heads and said nothing, this kid is cultivating hard with this energy, and he may not have no hope of revenge in the future, but he wants to die with the shopkeeper here, and he is really drunk.

But no one will come forward to persuade them, that's self-deprecation.

Plus it's a cold-blooded world, who cares who lives or dies?

Wang Ziyan got up very early today and spent some time tossing herself, wanting to make a good impression on the owner of the magical bookstore.

I thought I should have come early, but when I got to the place, I found that the bookstore was surrounded by people.

There were groups of people standing together and chatting, there were people who hid alone under the eaves and were silent, and there were people who knelt on the ground......

"What does this mean?" Prince Yan was a little curious, and couldn't help but walk towards Li Bieli.

"This little brother, why are you kneeling at the door of the bookstore?" asked when Prince Yan came to Li Bieli.

Li Bei didn't raise his head, just stared at the door of the bookstore, shook his head, and didn't reply.

Prince Yan was not annoyed, glanced at Li Bieli's cultivation, and found that he was only a spiritual master of the eighth stage, so he asked, "Little brother, do you want to go into the bookstore to read, but you can't afford to buy an exclusive number?"

It's been a day since he came to Watanabe Town, and he still inquired a lot about the Magical Bookstore, knowing that if he wants to enter the Magical Bookstore to read books, he needs a special number or a special number, but the price of the exclusive number in the market is too expensive, and ordinary cultivators can't afford it.

A cultivator like Li Bieli, who had not even reached the realm of the Spirit Sect, knelt at the door of the bookstore again, and Prince Yan naturally divided him into a list of people who could not afford to buy exclusive numbers.

So according to the above analysis, combined with Prince Ziyan's reasoning, he felt that Li Bieli must not be able to afford an exclusive number, but he wanted to go in and read books, so he came up with a way to kneel at the door of the bookstore to win the sympathy of the magical bookstore to get into the bookstore to read books.

When Li Bieli heard that Prince Yan actually said that he was kneeling here because he couldn't afford to buy a number, he suddenly couldn't help it, raised his head and glanced at Prince Yan, and threw out a special number from the space bag.

This is the special number given to the 'Twelve Kings' family by Gongsun Qiong, president of the Wantong Chamber of Commerce, at the dividend conference during the Chinese New Year, the head of the Li family doesn't know much about the magical bookstore, and he doesn't have much time to leave the imperial capital, so he gave it to Li Bieli, who has made great contributions to the Li family.

When Prince Yan saw that Li Bieli actually took out a special number, his face was also a little surprised.

He didn't know much about this before, but now he does, it's a special number that is more precious than an exclusive number, not sold to the public, only given to some big people, and customers with a special number can read books in the magic bookstore for five days in a row, and have the right to choose books first.

A young man with the eighth stage of the spirit master can actually get a special number, which means that his background is not ordinary.

Prince Yan's eyes rolled, and he suddenly squatted down, looked at Li Bieli, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm just guessing randomly, I hope the little brother doesn't mind." ”

Li Bieli silently picked up the special number, put it in the space bag, turned his head and continued to stare at the door of the bookstore, ignoring Prince Yan.

Li Bieli has always ignored Prince Yan, which made him a little unhappy, thinking that he was the prince of a country, one person and more than 10,000 people, so low-voiced and angry to make friends with people, but the hot face was exchanged for a cold ass.

At that moment, Prince Yan didn't bother to continue making friends, and just wanted to go to the side to stay, the door of the bookstore suddenly opened.

A woman in a black power suit with slightly hazy eyes appeared in front of Wang Ziyan's eyes, which instantly made Wang Ziyan stunned in place.

"That's right, it's the woman I met in the prison that day!" Prince Yan looked at the woman in front of him stupidly, thinking excitedly.

Yu Qingyang frowned, she felt Prince Yan's hot eyes, this kind of look made her very uncomfortable, so she ......

"Bang~"

Prince Yan was thrown out.

The cultivators who were about to line up were stunned, stunned one by one, motionless, for fear of making Yu Qingyang unhappy and becoming the next Prince Yan.

Prince Yan was a little stunned, and it wasn't until he subconsciously stood up that he reacted, it turned out that he was thrown away by the woman.

"So strong, is she the Sage Lord who guards the magical bookstore?" He didn't know how he was thrown out just now, and the feeling that Yu Qingyang brought to her seemed to be a few points stronger than Yan Sheng.

"Enter the store, line up, show the certificate. Yu Qingyang said coldly.

Something unhappy early in the morning made her a little irritable, so that the temperature around her dropped a lot.

The surrounding cultivators were made uneasy by Yu Qingyang, and one by one they were frightened and handed over the exclusive number, and quickly entered the bookstore, only to breathe a sigh of relief.

"She speaks like Luan Feng!" Prince Yan looked at Yu Qingyang blankly from behind, and forgot the purpose of his coming for a while.

At this time, a red figure appeared in Prince Yan's field of vision, and Prince Yan realized that he still had something important to do today, so he tidied up his clothes at the moment, took out a special number and prepared to step forward.

Suddenly, there were figures in the field of vision, there were men and women, and what made Prince Ziyan feel strange was that these people were very elegant, and they were also very polite when communicating with each other, giving people the impression that they were not cultivators, but ordinary literati.

On top of that, Prince Yan found out that they didn't need a unique number to enter the magical bookstore!

But the number of people was a bit large, and Prince Ziyan stood in place and watched for five minutes, and the group of people had not finished entering.

"What the hell is the origin of these people?" thought the prince in confusion.

At this time, this group of 'literati' finally finished entering, and Yu Qingyang also turned around and prepared to go in, when Prince Yan reacted and hurriedly beckoned and shouted, "Girl, wait." ”

Prince Yan didn't care about any demeanor, so she ran over directly and handed the special number in her hand to Yu Qingyang.

Yu Qingyang looked at the special number in Prince Yan's hand, and then raised his head to look at Prince Yan.

Where does this man seem to have been seen?

Yu Qingyang's hazy eyes revealed doubts.

As soon as Prince Yan saw Yu Qingyang's appearance, he knew that Yu Qingyang had an impression of him, and looked at Yu Qingyang with expectant eyes, hoping that she would recognize herself, and then take him to the mysterious person who gave him a special number, that is, the owner of the magical bookstore.

Slowly, Yu Qingyang's hazy eyes gradually cleared up, and his doubts disappeared.

"Let's go in......"