Chapter 81: Not a volley

The nouveau riche of the West Sea?

Shan Wanwan recalls the details in the book.

I have to admit it.

Although Lu Xuejiao's mouth is mean, her evaluation is very good.

Xihai, isn't it a nouveau riche!

A millennium ago.

There is a sea emperor in the West Sea.

This sea emperor is very talented in business.

Not only will the perennial bottom of the West Sea, G-D-P, become the second of the five major forces.

(The first place is the Hidden Mountain Sect, which dominates the list all year round and is known as the myth of undefeated.) )

It has also developed many distinctive projects in the West Sea according to local conditions.

Relying on attracting foreign capital to settle in, and various preferential policies, there are no offline people to grab people and talents.

It only took a thousand years for Xihai to completely turn over.

From a barren place in the past, it has become a holy place that everyone yearns for now.

Luxury and dissipation.

It is known as a paradise for the indulgence of desires.

On the contrary.

It is the behavior of Xihai people to show off their wealth.

As long as there is an occasion for them to appear.

It must be gold dust sprinkled in the sky, and the red carpet is paved.

Anything that can be settled with money is not a problem!

If you can spend two spirit stones, you will never spend more than one spirit stone.

The mantra is: "Don't worry, we're not short of money!" ”

Shan Wanwan has been since he knew that the people on the spaceship were from the West Sea.

With the jewels of spicy eyes, his eyes widened and he looked hard.

Lu Xuejiao was unwilling to be lonely and asked her, "What are you looking at?" ”

Shan Wanwan said: "I heard that the people of Xihai are outside, all of them are sprinkled with gold dust, the red carpet is spread on the ground, and the spirit stone is covered with the top. ”

"I want to see them, don't I?"

Lu Xuejiao, like a monster, glanced at Shan Wanwan.

Then he sneered and said:

"Do you really believe those rumors outside?"

"Xihai is an upstart, not a psychopath."

"Sprinkled with gold dust? Red carpet paving? Spirit stone cover? ”

"You can figure it out."

Lu Xuejiao's voice just fell.

The crowd screamed all around.

"Look! It's gilt hot powder! ”

Lu Xuejiao was slightly stunned, and the next second, she looked up at the sky in disbelief.

I saw that the gold dust in the sky, like snowflakes, was sprinkled down.

On the jeweled spaceship, there was a slight smiling voice from the Xihai people, saying:

"It's just a small courtesy, not a respect. ”

"Please also ask the immortal friends of the Hidden Mountain Sect and the various sects, don't dislike it!"

As he spoke, a long red carpet slid down the spaceship.

One after another, the monks of the West Sea, with white turbans made of spirit stones on their heads, and their toes dotted on the red carpet, floating down.

The white turban on the head is the consistent wear of the Xihai people.

Shan Wanwan looked at each of them on their hands, Bling Bring, sparkling Qiankun ring.

The saliva is about to stay.

At this moment.

She only has one sentence in her heart, and that is:

is worthy of being a local tyrant in the West Sea!

Trench!

It's so trenched!

Lu Xue's squeamish mouth was about to be crooked.

A second ago, she was still laughing at the hillbilly of a single night, and she didn't know it.

In the next second, he was slapped in the face by the people of Xihai.

However, even she herself couldn't help but accept the Xihai people's "mere thin gifts-gilt hot powder".

It's a hard-to-find pigment.

With a little bit, you can blend into the rouge and draw the most beautiful makeup.

Put it on the market, you can't buy a good thing.

But it was regarded by the people of the West Sea as if they didn't want money, and they were swayed all over the world.

It's really more human than human, and it's infuriating.

Nouveau riche or something, it's really the most annoying!

I don't care about Lu Xuejiao's mood every night.

She was content to collect a lot of gilt hot powder.

Even the one that Mo Ruoruo collected was given to her.

Shan Wanwan didn't excuse himself, he took it with a smile and said:

"This gilt hot powder, in addition to making rouge, can also be made into a kind of pastry called rouge buckle."

"When I'm ready later, I'll ask the second senior sister to taste it!"

Mo Ruoruo naturally nodded with a smile and agreed.

Lu Xuejiao listened to it and wanted to eat it too.

The person who is single night and late, although he hates it for a long time, hates to speak, and hates to do things......

Hate the place, countless.

But there is one thing, but it is okay.

It's cooking!

Lu Xuejiao once ate it.

I will never forget that feeling of being intimate.

Pity.

This person is so annoying!

She was so angry that she begged her.

But she ignored her, turned around and left.

I'm so angry with her!

Since then, Lu Xuejiao has decided that she wants to hate single nights!

It's the most annoying thing to be a single night!

At this time, I overheard that I was going to make a rouge buckle for Mo Ruoruo every night.

The feeling of lingering aftertaste at the beginning came to my heart again.

She gritted her teeth and decided to give Shan Late another chance.

Shan Wanwan looked at the box stretched out in front of him, looked up a little inexplicably, and glanced at Lu Xuejiao.

Lu Xuejiao said proudly:

"Look like a hillbilly, I don't know."

"Such a little gilt hot powder, you can see it."

"Forget it."

"There's a lot of this girl's box."

"This is for you!"

Shan Wanwan frowned slightly, a little incomprehensible to the eldest lady's temper.

One moment is good, the other is bad, cloudy and sunny.

Just when I was hesitating to pick it up.

Lu Xuejiao had lost her patience and threw the gilded hot powder in her hand to Shan Wanwan.

Single night night, I have to take it.

Lu Xuejiao unilaterally thought that she took it overnight, that is, she agreed to make rouge buckles for her.

She was in a good mood and said, "When you make the rouge buckle, I want to ......"

Lu Xuejiao originally wanted to say that she would be the first to eat!

However, he looked at Mo Ruoruo next to him.

In the end, he didn't dare to cross Mo Ruoruo and ranked first.

I only heard her words turn around and said, "When you finish the rouge buckle, I want two copies!" ”

Then without waiting for a single night to answer, he nodded to himself and said, "That's it!" ”

Single night night: "......" is inexplicable...

Did I promise anything???

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After the episode of the rouge buckle.

This time, the only forces that came to participate in the Miyue Secret Realm were Tanglin and Northern Xinjiang, and they had not yet appeared.

In the crowd, there was a discussion.

In the distance, in the direction of the top of the mountain, there was another roar.

"Who is it this time?"

The crowd looked up.

I saw dozens of monks from northern Xinjiang, dressed in the costumes of ethnic minorities.

In each hand, he held a scepter.

From the top of the mountain to the clouds, slowly walked.

"it!"

The eyes are about to pop out every night.

"They were able to take a volley!"

Isn't this something that only monks who are above the Jindan stage can do?

Could it be that the monks sent by Northern Xinjiang to participate in the Miyue Secret Realm this time are all in the Jindan period?

Lu Xuejiao was also bluffed by the way of appearance in Northern Xinjiang.

He Shan Wanwan's eyes widened together and said, "How is this possible??? ”

Just when two rookies doubted life together.

Mo Ruoruo saw through the trick of Northern Xinjiang, frowned slightly, and explained:

"It's not a volley."

"Look out for the scepters in their hands, both of you."

Shan Wanwan and Lu Xuejiao immediately followed Mo Ruoruo's pointing and looked.