Chapter 232: The Third Rank Master is a Young Master

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On the top floor of the well building, Agu and Bai Angzhi counted a bunch of spirit tickets, Liu Ru muttered 'copper smell' or something, and ran to read a book by herself, Meng Yan and Lin Zixia felt that everything was good, anyway, Agu had never been short of their things, as for Luo Xian - this bastard disdainfully said that Agu stinked bronz, and secretly followed several spirit tickets, and was kicked by Bai Ang and fainted.

"3 million spirit tickets, one flying sword per person is enough. Agu breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't want a standard flying sword, the Datang Treasury obviously has a better one. Bai Angzhi muttered quietly.

Agu rolled his eyes, the Datang treasury is better, yes, but the price is ...... 5 million spirit stones as the base, and you have to be a third-grade master to redeem it, he is just a publisher in the earth fairy world, not a world in the earth fairy world. "The key is that the literati are poor, and there is not even a rush to print. "Agu exposes his true nature.

"Otherwise, it will be printed for those who do not enter the stream?"

"That's a poisonous weed, black book! I don't make black money!"

Bai Angzhi couldn't help but shake his head when he saw Agu's righteous and awe-inspiring appearance. He knew that Agu didn't make black money, but he always felt that something was wrong. He and Agu calculated how much these Confucians were worth and how much they could sell, except for leaving a house for others, which was not left for anyone else. It is also a first-class literati like Miao Wenjin who gives a cheap price, an ordinary first-class, which is also the printing cost that the university scholars can scrape together to get enough.

Bai Angzhi jumped up suddenly, "No, the price must be increased! I don't believe that these Confucians use standard flying swords, they are so poor?"

"Since ancient times, literati have been poor and ghosts. "Agu thought about going back without restricting the system and Emperor Meow on the starting point Chinese network to reward, even the three products of the Tang Dynasty are poor, what do those authors have to be poor?

Just as I was thinking about how much pocket money to give these two bastards, the door slammed.

One long and two short, with intermittent intervals, is very elegant.

"Come in. Agu said casually.

He said it very casually, but when he saw the person who came in, his eyes narrowed unconsciously. Ao Yuanjia told him that someone came to ask for trouble, and he also described in detail what that person looked like, and the person who followed was exactly the same.

"What do you have to do, Lord Wang?" Agu snapped his fingers, and Meng Yan and Liu stood up. The drunk Meow Emperor Wow spit out the smell of wine in the sky, and the cat's eyes stared straight at it. The 'fainted' Luo Xian stuffed the spirit ticket into his arms again, laughed and drew his sword in his hand.

But at this time, Wang Chengyuan bowed and asked with a complicated face, "Which one is Miss Liu?"

Liu Ru stepped forward.

Wang Chengyuan looked at this beautiful woman deeply, but he was not amazed by her beauty, but an extremely complicated look, like a hesitant child. He bent his waist down more than 90 degrees, and said in a deep voice: "The disciple is polite, dare to ask if it is wrong to be benevolent to the outside world? If it is to be benevolent to the outside world, and even more benevolent to oneself, can it fulfill my doctrine?"

This is a disciple's ceremony, and Liu Ru is whole person is circled.

Pick up the lamp and talk at night, the bright moon and oil candles.

Tonight, there is no wind, no rain, no frost and no dust, and two bright moons hang high in the sky like a dark blue curtain, and the stars in the sky are shining. Agu drank wine in front of the bright moon, and drank the wine of the human world and the earth fairy world upside down, which was very ingenious and comfortable. He glanced at the two figures reflected in the screen window of the room on the right side of the courtyard, and shook his head a little amusedly.

Liu Ru and Wang Chengyuan chatted in the room for a long time, for a 'layman' like him, he really didn't want to think deeply about the big truth in the words of talented people and talented women, it was too tiring.

"Behold, I will say that Agu must have cared, and that he is a man too. Bai Angyi slapped on the grapevines in the yard, shook down a few bunches of grapes and put them in his mouth to chew, the delicious juice slid down his throat, he spit casually, and dozens of grape seeds shot a big 'color' on the courtyard wall. "The true colors of a man, a rascal man, I just said that this kid is not honest if he has a jade rabbit, Liu Ru is so beautiful, he has long regarded it as his own forbidden belly!"

"Phew!Affectionate!" Luo Xian vented his anger on the big crab in the Jing River, which Ao Yuanjia sent, and I heard that it was a nest of little monsters who had committed an accident. He tasted the delicious crab roe, the crab meat was dipped in soy sauce and srinsed, and he sucked: "Men, you should start from the beginning." How good are other girls' to men, gentle and kind, caring and considerate, that intimate little padded jacket...... I can't get used to Agu like this, eating from the bowl and looking at the pot, half-heartedly!" said as he said that his eyes fell on the crab left on the large plate, and his one was only half gnawed.

Bai Angzhi snatched the plate and broke a crab leg to pick his teeth: "Aren't you the same?" You were more romantic than Agu before you had peonies, and you were also the maid of the queen mother, Bai Peony...... Oh my God, you don't let go of the maids, and you don't let go of the monsters on the ground, and they're all peonies! Do you have a peony fetish? Give you a petal and you can play?"

...... Bang bang bang. I didn't eat any more food, I didn't drink any more wine, the two great monks rolled up their sleeves and struck each other with a hammer in the eye sockets, they put away all their cultivation, and their flesh, which was harder than a tank, was like a plow, and they plowed the whole small courtyard. The flower pots were shattered, the trees were broken, but no one could touch anyone, panting and staring at each other like cockfights.

Emperor Meow squatted on Agu's shoulder and applauded, Meng Yan brought two plates of cut fruit, saw them fighting, threw away one plate casually, and the remaining plate was served to Agu. Lin Zixia shook her wrist, the bell on her wrist jingled, and she hit a high-spirited song, while cheering for the 'cockfight', while frowning and taking fruit from Agu's plate.

"It's not good for men and women to kiss each other. The pink lips muttered quietly, Lin Zixia quickly ate most of the fruit, and rubbed her bulging lower abdomen with satisfaction: "Forget it, it doesn't matter." I said, Agu, when will you be able to step on the colorful auspicious clouds to find me? If you really want to do this, this girl will reluctantly give you a chance. ā€

"I'll say it!"

"Who has a crush on you?" Lin Zixia jumped up like a cat with its tail stepped on, "My husband must be a big hero, in the future he will step on the colorful auspicious clouds to marry me, and the dowry has a big car, no, 100 big cars! You can't even afford a good flying sword, poor ghost, poor ghost, you are a poor ghost!"

"Damn, I'll buy it for you, one person, one handle, it's not yours!"

Lin Zixia laughed eating.

Agu looked at the figure reflected in the screen window by the candle again, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. He really doesn't care about the literary debate between literati, even if a lonely man and a widow are in the same room, not to mention what a strange woman Liu Ru is, he can't figure it out in his own mind alone.

Friends are above, lovers are not full. Maybe he and Lin Zixia are in this extremely subtle and ambiguous atmosphere, right?

He was thinking of spirit stones, flying swords. In the entire realm of the monks, except for the land wandering immortals between 300 years of cultivation and 1,000 years of cultivation, the difference in combat power in the Imperial Sword Flying Rank is the largest. Those who have cultivated in 299 can pinch to death those who have cultivated in 101, which is a very proper reason, but if the strong man who cultivated in 299 does not have a flying sword, but the one who cultivates in 101 has a good flying sword, it is still unknown who will die of the deer.

Although it is very hard, there have been many things in the world where the weak rely on equipment to grind the strong to death.

"It's going to make money. He touched the bulging spirit ticket in his arms, and his fingers lightly touched the mobile phone placed in the same inner bag, and bounced back like an electric shock. The ultimate task of the Earth Immortal Realm is very simple, he doesn't need to guess, and he doesn't need the system to give him hints or anything. This task has only one goal, which is to let one party integrate the luck of the earth immortal realm and establish a perfect order like the human realm.

This 'side' can be Taoism, Confucianism, Buddhism, of course, the Tang Dynasty, or even himself. It's just that he doesn't want to do anything about conquering the world, and this kind of thing is comfortable to say with the yellow robe, but it is extremely difficult to do.

He didn't have the heart to be the emperor, if he really had to choose, the position of an idle prince would obviously be more than 100,000 times more comfortable than the emperor.

"Datang, Datang......" He whispered these two words, perhaps the Tang Dynasty in the history of the human world had too much influence on him, and he always had an inexplicable and cordial meaning to the Tang Dynasty in this earth immortal world. At this time, there was a sudden sound of laughter outside the courtyard, and a yellow light and shadow rushed in, followed by a heroic roar.

"The Wind Guard belongs, Xiong Ziying Camp Xiong Wuying, congratulations to Lord Agu. The saint has a will, Lord Agu is promoted to the post of the commander of the Wind Guard, the master of the three grades, and is on duty on behalf of the sky!"

Agu raised his palm, and the yellow light and shadow fell steadily on his palm, and a smell of luck came to his face. He suddenly smiled and whispered to the sky: "Please also invite Lord Xiong to appreciate his face, tea and wine, and talk about his heart." ā€

"Lord Agu's kindness Xiong has received it, but we have always only preached the holy decree and not seen outsiders. Xiong deeply felt the kindness of Lord Agu, and when you were promoted to the commander of the Wind Guard, you went to such a 'less' word, Xiong Mou will serve tea and apologize. ā€

As soon as the voice fell, a wild breath shot far into the sky.

Agu and the others walked out of the courtyard gate, only to see spears like a forest, and armor covering the sky. 8000 soldiers of the anti-wind guard Jiaozi battalion jumped off the heavenly horse with a brush, knelt on one knee, the unique 300 honor guards held high the spear, the big flag carried by the tip of the spear fluttered with the wind, and a big 'ancient' word was written on it with blood-like thick ink, the dragon was coiled, and the majesty was compelling.

Bai Angzhi attached to his ear and said: "It seems that it is the young commander of Jiaolong Dao, except for the second rank of Jiaolong Dao and Jiaolongwei, it is the highest level of Jiaolong Dao's young commander." The orders of the Hungry Wolf Dao, the Leopard Dao, and the Bahu Dao are only three products, and they have to salute when they see you. He couldn't help but sigh and said with a smile: "Ouyang Xiu must have contributed, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to get such a high-powered official title." There are 8,000 Jiaolong guards here, not your deployment, but your private soldiers. ā€

"Jiaolong Dao is a young master, but it is rare to have the title of a private soldier. ā€