At this time, a girl in a pale red simple dress was staring at a piece of cloth on the notice, thinking for nearly half a month, and now the girl who had been taboo at home had to make a living for herself.

The girl who stared at the cloth for a long time with a sad face finally mustered up the courage to tear off the cloth and looked for a wine shop mentioned on the cloth.

At that time, there was a wine store that had no business, Shi Wenjin still kept notes, and the shopkeeper was still swallowing clouds.

Looking at the accounts, Shi Wenjin couldn't help but have joy in his eyes, this month, the wine alone has been more than several times that of previous months, although he is a little tired, but the shopkeeper has also added monthly money as a reward.

The shopkeeper, who was smoking a big cigarette, then spoke:

"Little ghost, let you recruit people, what about the people you recruited? It's been more than half a month, and you want to exhaust my old bones so that you can be a shopkeeper in a wine shop?"

There is a wine shop with few shopkeepers, this title is quite good, Shi Wenjin couldn't help but snicker, and the shopkeeper heard the laughter and said even more angrily:

"Hey, hey, little ghost, ask you, fart and listen."

Shi Wenjin, who scratched his head, replied:

"The cloth is sticking out, and I don't know when someone will come."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he was annoyed, and said:

"Did you post it or not?"

"It's pasted, it's pasted."

"Really?"

"It's really sticky."

Looking at Shi Wenjin, who had a serious face, the shopkeeper spit out a long smoke dragon, and then stopped looking at him and continued to smoke a lot.

Soon, a faint voice came into a liquor store.

As soon as he heard the shopkeeper who had spoken, he smiled and replied:

"This guest officer, I don't know if it's a drink or?"

I saw that the girl lowered her head and didn't dare to look at people, so she directly handed the cloth rolled up in her hand to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper opened it and looked at it, and suddenly his face turned green with anger, and he scolded:

"With someone like you, don't write the monthly money, don't write the location, it's not for you to fish."

Shi Wenjin thought about it carefully and felt that there was nothing wrong.

There is a wine shop, recruiting people, people who can speak three sentences a day.

The point is not biased, of course, this is the requirement of the wine store, but the recruiter is not concerned about these.

Seeing that a girl was hired, the shopkeeper let out a sigh of relief, no longer scolded, but opened his mouth to preach to the girl:

"There are two days off in the month, and there is not much work in the month, so it is good to serve wine and side dishes."

Shi Wenjin didn't look up at the girl, but the voice was a little familiar, and he couldn't remember it, so he continued to keep accounts.

The girl nodded, and then began to ask:

"When will I go to work?"

"Today."

The girl was stunned, so fast, that she didn't even think about it, and then she opened her mouth and said happily:

"Okay."

The shopkeeper grew a smoke dragon and continued to speak:

"The little guy in the back is doing things, so if you don't understand something, just ask him."

After speaking, the shopkeeper stretched his waist, and then ran to the back hall to swallow the clouds and smoke, anyway, there are two living people in the wine shop, and he is not afraid of delaying business, and he can rest.

Immediately, lying on the rocking chair in the courtyard of the back hall, he continued to swallow the clouds and mist.

The shopkeeper shook his hand and slipped away, and the girl looked around for a long time without seeing anyone hiding behind the counter, so she walked behind the counter.

I didn't want to see it, but I saw the blind thief standing on the small stool and writing down the account.

I saw that the girl was angry and dragged Shi Wenjin, who was writing down, from the stool, fell directly to the ground, rode on her body, waved her fists wildly, and glared and scolded while fighting:

"It's you, the disciple."

Shi Wenjin, who was confused, didn't know what was going on at all, so he was beaten, opened his eyes and took a look, only to find that it was the girl in sackcloth that day.

Shi Wenjin wanted to open her mouth to shout grievances, not wanting the girl's fists to be unforgiving and waving indiscriminately.

At this time, the shopkeeper who was in the back hall forgot one thing, what was the girl's name, and ran back to the front hall wine shop.

As soon as I saw it, I saw that the girl was riding on Shi Wenjin's body and kept greeting, and the shopkeeper who calmly spit out a long cigarette asked:

"Little girl, what's your name?"

The girl who kept greeting said:

"Thrush."

Shi Wenjin was holding his head to block his fist, and he also read it in his heart.

The thrush who heard the shopkeeper speak was stunned, then turned over and patted the soil on his skirt a little embarrassed.

The shopkeeper didn't even look at Shi Wenjin, who was beaten, and said:

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"Good name, good job."

Immediately, he returned to the back hall and continued to swallow clouds and mist.

At this time, Shi Wenjin, who was beaten, finally got up, feeling a little strange, a female doll is so strong, and it hurts to beat people.

Shi Wenjin, who didn't call, didn't dare to look at the thrush, patted the soil on his body and continued to write notes, work is important, work is important.

The thrush is self-ripe and ruthless, first observed the wine shop before and after, found the position of each thing, and somehow smoothed the melon seeds, and then returned to the wine shop to stare at Shi Wenjin and eat the melon seeds.

Click, the sound of clicking kept sounding, and the thrush who threw the melon seed skin to the ground casually seemed to have no intention of cleaning it up.

At noon, the guest officers entered the wine shop one after another to eat, drink, drink, and have tea.

The crisp voice of the thrush continued to sound in the front hall of the wine shop, and the shopkeeper was lying on the rocking chair in the courtyard with a smile on his face, and he had recruited the right person.

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It is said that Jiaolong Bay in the South China Sea in the south of Xizhou, Jiaojiu, who was seriously injured by a hammer smashed by Boiled Yong, has now returned to the bay.

Looking at the juniors in the clan, Jiao Jiu no longer has the meaning of scolding, it is not bad to be able to produce one or two juniors who have entered the house a little, and Jiaojiu, who has a smile on his face, teaches the little Jiao in the clan to practice martial arts every day, or speaks of martial arts.

Xiao Jiao, who has a big heart, when he listens to Wu, Jiao is not in his heart, Jiao Jiu is not angry, and there is nothing he can do if he is angry, he is lazy and content to enjoy his life.

On this day, Jiaolong Bay was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder were roaring in the sky, and a dragon shouted in the sky:

"Where is Jiaolongwan Jiaojiu, a subordinate clan of the Dragon Clan?"

Jiao Jiu, who knew in his heart that he couldn't hide, flew up from the bay, wearing a dark green robe with a hint of sassy meaning, and his originally old face was not sad, but with a trace of kindness.

I saw that Jiao Jiu, who was boarding, opened his mouth and said:

"Jiaojiu, a clan affiliated to the Dragon Clan, has seen Snapdragon boil the first general, Snapdragon boil the second general, and Snapdragon boil the third general. I don't know what, I was so surprised that Snapdragon brought the three generals together?"

The leopard's head longan boiled or shouted directly:

"Bold Jiaojiu, traveling with the second prince of the Dragon Clan, and dying in the middle of the boil, but still pretending not to know?"

Jiao Jiu was stunned, his eyes were full of incredible expressions, and he said:

"Dead in the middle of boiling?"

Finally, he glanced down at Jiaojiu in Jiaolong Bay, and then heard boil or speak:

"Jiaojiu is taken into custody for trial, and there is no need for Jiaolong Bay to exist."

In an instant, Jiao Jiu, whose eyes were full of blood red, was churning all over his body, and he forced his anger in his heart to open his mouth to ask for a way to survive in the bay, but he didn't want Jiao Jiu to open his mouth yet. The prince of the East Palace, who was dressed in a golden armor battle dragon robe, said fiercely:

"A bunch of small reptiles, there's no point in killing."

Hearing the boiling or that he spoke, he stopped talking, and he didn't mean to make a move.

Jiaojiu's blood-red eyes instantly returned to clarity, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, silently put on the dragon shackle, and was escorted away by the shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

This dark cloud came suddenly, went suddenly, the tender Jiao in Jiaolong Bay couldn't react, and the poor little Jiao who wanted to listen to the lecture rummaged through Longwan and couldn't find Jiaojiu.

Jiao Jiu, who knew that there was no way to survive on this trip, was no longer restrained, and wanted to bow his hand to Lie but was locked, so he opened his mouth to thank Lie Lie:

"Thank you, eldest prince, for your words."

As if he hadn't heard, he still walked in a sedan chair.

The South China Sea of Xizhou is 1,700 miles to the south, and a hundred miles under the sea is where the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea Dragon Clan is located.

Next to the Dragon Palace in the deep sea, fish and turtles are swimming, coral seaweed is luxuriant, shrimp soldiers and crabs will patrol in rows, and the prince of the East Palace is boiling with two dragon generals, thousands of crab generals, and ten thousand shrimp soldiers are going deep into the bottom of the sea to enter the Dragon Palace.

I saw that the sedan chair had not yet entered the palace. Two rows of shrimp soldiers flew out of the Dragon Palace and began to blow the conch horn, and then the sound of welcoming the prince back to the palace was heard.

There will be no shrimp soldiers to greet him before his death, and it is obvious that the next lord of the Dragon Palace in the South China Sea, all the generals under Xi Xun have acquiesced to the position of Lie Lie.

As for the heirs who are boiling, this generation is a little confused, and they either mess with their children or sing and drink all day long.

The contemporary dragon kings of the South China Sea Dragon Clan have no way at all, they are all born by themselves, and if they don't fight, they won't fight.

You can't throw it away and feed it to the Dapeng Goldfinch family.

As for the Jinpeng clan secretly catching the dragon to eat, the dragon clan is also blind to the depths of the dragon in the past year, there are many old monsters in the clan, and there are many little guys in the eyes.

The dragon or Jiao clan who can enter the dragon clan will be able to treat each other squarely.

At this time, when he returned, he first pressed Jiao Jiu into the undersea prison. Immediately, he ran to the crystal hall of the main palace to resume his life.

At this time, the big patriarch in the purple gold dragon robe in the hall and the second patriarch in the hall were all busy with their own private affairs, and they did not avoid suspicion.

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He was buckling his feet, and he said to Boiled Xun while buckling back:

"Second brother, what do you think the Xu family means by rejecting the north?"

Xi Xun was harassing the maid dragon, and he didn't do anything serious, and when he heard Xi Xun speak, he said:

"If you want to fight, you can fight, it's not interesting."

"What does the second brother mean?"

"Nothing to beat. I ran over tiredly, and I didn't know what it would look like, why did I spend that effort, it was better to warm up the Dragon Ball."

"Also, there are many dragons now. The sons of the sons of the previous generation of Snapdragon generals have already been mixed into the alternate positions, and it really is not worth the effort."

Who would have thought that the eldest and second patriarchs of the dragon clan without the presence of the outer dragon would look like this.

Soon, the sword talisman was passed into the crystal hall.

As soon as he saw the brother Erlong who passed the sword talisman, he instantly regained his demeanor, and he stopped picking his feet, and he quickly removed his hand from the maid dragon.

The maid dragon with a blushing face is obviously not used to the impropriety of Rush, and it is estimated that it is the first time to see it.

I saw that before the brother Erlong could reply, he stepped into the palace wearing a golden armor dragon robe.

Boiling coughed slightly, and said in annoyance:

"Lie'er, you have to understand the rules."

Perceiving the maid dragon's demeanor, he glanced at Xi Xun with disdain, and then opened his mouth and replied:

"Back to the Great Dragon King, Jiao Jiu has found it and is now in the deep sea prison, and he will be able to interrogate him tomorrow."

Boiling hurriedly spoke:

"Good work, nephew."

Immediately, he glanced at Yan Xun with disdain before exiting the Crystal Palace.

After Lie retreated, he stared at Lie Xun with a puzzled face and asked:

"This son is your own?"

At this time, Xi Xun, who was rubbing his hands and preparing to poke his hands out again, looked sad, stretched out his hand to cover his face, and did not probe to the maid dragon and said:

"Hey~, the biological is the biological one, the temperament follows his mother, the diaphragm is twisted, and he is still a yang dragon at more than a thousand years old. Every year, there is an endless stream of demon clans who step on the door and say that they will send their wives, but none of them succeed."

After thinking for a while, he said:

"It's really not good, send a handsome male dragon over."

"I sent it, and I was pinched to death as soon as I got in."

Speechless, he lowered his head and continued to pick his feet,

Bian buckle also said:

"When I'm older, I'll find that this kid-picking is quite a lot of fun."

Although Xi Xun felt quite embarrassed, he still stretched out his hand to the maid dragon next to him, and replied:

"Could it be that this son likes older intellectual female dragons?"

Boiling and Boiling Xun were slightly stunned, and at the same time covered their faces and said:

"No, it won't."

Looking at the expressions of these two dragons, he knew that there were a lot of secrets hidden in them that he couldn't see the dragon, and the maid next to him, Long stared at Xi Xun with resentment, which obviously meant that he was hurting the demon family.

In the palace of the East Palace, Lie stepped into the palace where he usually rested, lay on the bed, touched the head of the bed with his hand, and then opened a secret door and secretly got in.

I saw that the dark room was very small but unusually bright, only about thirty square meters, and it was full of portraits of a woman, the woman in the painting was strange and abnormal, with a hint of handsomeness, wearing a light yellow dress, with a smile on her face.

Lie stared at the woman in the painting stupidly and said:

"Long Ling'er."

Speaking of Jiaojiu, Jiaojiu, who took the dragon flail, calmly prepared to meet the end of fate.

In the deep undersea prison, a few footsteps slowly sounded from time to time, and soon Jiaoyun, Jiaoyang, and Jiaosen were seen, and the three Snapdragons would slowly walk to the door of Jiaojiu Prison.

Jiaoyun, who is in the fourth place of the Snapdragon General, is a female dragon, heroic and cool, and at this time, she stared at Jiaojiu, who was wearing a locked dragon, and said:

"Jiaojiu, tomorrow we will wait for the three dragons to intercede for you, and you can put the fault on Yu Yong."

Jiao Jiu, who was slightly stunned, had a calm face and said:

"That's it, that's it, it's okay to take my life against his life."

Jiaoyun, Jiaoyang, and Jiaosen, who heard Jiao Jiu's opening, were furious, and opened their mouths to scold:

"When is it, can't you leave an old life, you don't know if you live or die now, do you really want to go to the dragon slaying platform?"

Jiao Jiu smiled, shook his head and said nothing, Jiaolongwan Xiaojiao was fine, and sang:

When will the battle of a lifetime be rested,

The old dragon was on his deathbed.

Everything is not a matter of turning the head empty,

But do a good deed in this life.

Jiaojiu, who died generously, couldn't touch the gate of the Nine Realms for hundreds of years, and when he was about to die, the gate was open, but unfortunately he didn't know that he was wearing a locked dragon flail.

(End of chapter)