Chapter: 2861
[Introduction: This is a magic robe that was accidentally left in the earth veins. It has been infiltrated by the power of the earth spirit for a long time, and its quality and function have gradually changed. Thickness is its characteristic and also its shortcoming. ?
?Remark 1: It will slow down your actions. ?
[Remark 2: If you are not copper-skinned and iron-framed, please don't carry mountains. ?
Very standard earth monster occupation props, try how heavy this mountain is! Zhang Yuanqing shook off his magic robe and put it on.
"boom!"
His knees sank, and he performed the recognition of ancestors to the master of the killing palace on the spot. His shoulder bones were cracked, and his organs ruptured and bled under the heavy pressure.
Fuck, this is not an armor that a saint can wear Zhang Yuanqing raised his hand with difficulty, pinched the corner of the robe, and put it back in the inventory.
"call"
He directly slumped on the ground, looked at the palace master who covered his mouth and chuckled, "Sister, this robe belongs to you."
Musicians are crispy, just lacking defensive props, while Siming is a profession that can create life essence, has a strong self-healing ability, and is not afraid of the "heavy pressure" price of the magic robe.
Palace Mistress Zhisha, who was supporting her head, nodded, this robe is very useful to her.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately took out Little Red Riding Hood and poured out a pile of materials and federal coins, "These are Pluto's selling money, and you have a share, but the dominance-level materials are gone, so I'll give you the six refining talismans."
This is what was agreed at the beginning. After catching Pluto, the rewards will be shared equally. But Zhang Yuan had refined all the master-level materials early in the morning, so he planned to use refining talismans to make up for it.
He understood very well that the more dominator-level props, the better, because they are not qualified enough, and the price of props for lawful professions is so terrible, let alone evil professions.
The owner of the Palace of Killing first put the earth spirit vestment into the inventory, and then recruited the refining charm to check the attributes, chuckled and said:
"I don't want it. I use this thing, and the harm outweighs the benefit. You keep it for yourself, or sell it to the Five Elements League."
Zhang Yuanqing frowned: "But I have nothing to give you."
The value of the dominator-level props is too high, and he really has nothing to compensate.
The palace lord tilted his head, thought for a while, and said: "How about this, you sleep with me, and everything you owe me will be cancelled."
Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the graceful figure under the red skirt, and while taking off his clothes, he said: "This is not good, Palace Master, I have a girlfriend, but the so-called debt repayment is only right and proper. If you don't have enough money, you can make up your body. Wait a moment. I can take a shower in five minutes."
Five minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing was lying on a soft bed in the hotel, looking at the ceiling with disappointment on his face:
"Palace Master, it turns out that you are sleepy, and you would not have taken a bath if you had known."
Under the white quilt, he was tied into a rice dumpling with red thread.
Palace Mistress Zhisha nestled in his arms, stretched out her hand to caress her tough face, and sighed:
"When you were just born, that's how I touched your face. In a blink of an eye, I've grown up, and I already know how to touch my sister's butt."
Zhang Yuanqing was tied into a rice dumpling because he touched his buttocks under the skirt.
"I just used Facebook and the Mark of Thor, and my mood is a bit unstable." Zhang Yuanqing excused himself.
Palace Master Zhisha caressed his face, turned the topic 180 degrees, and said: "Your mother wants to take you overseas, but she has been unable to contact you, so she begged me to come here."
The thoughts in Zhang Yuanqing's heart disappeared, and he said angrily, "Give me a reason to leave home."
Palace Master Zhisha looked at him for a moment, but did not continue. JrNovels.com
?Remark 1: It will slow down your actions. ?
[Remark 2: If you are not copper-skinned and iron-framed, please don't carry mountains. ?
Very standard earth monster occupation props, try how heavy this mountain is! Zhang Yuanqing shook off his magic robe and put it on.
"boom!"
His knees sank, and he performed the recognition of ancestors to the master of the killing palace on the spot. His shoulder bones were cracked, and his organs ruptured and bled under the heavy pressure.
Fuck, this is not an armor that a saint can wear Zhang Yuanqing raised his hand with difficulty, pinched the corner of the robe, and put it back in the inventory.
"call"
He directly slumped on the ground, looked at the palace master who covered his mouth and chuckled, "Sister, this robe belongs to you."
Musicians are crispy, just lacking defensive props, while Siming is a profession that can create life essence, has a strong self-healing ability, and is not afraid of the "heavy pressure" price of the magic robe.
Palace Mistress Zhisha, who was supporting her head, nodded, this robe is very useful to her.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately took out Little Red Riding Hood and poured out a pile of materials and federal coins, "These are Pluto's selling money, and you have a share, but the dominance-level materials are gone, so I'll give you the six refining talismans."
This is what was agreed at the beginning. After catching Pluto, the rewards will be shared equally. But Zhang Yuan had refined all the master-level materials early in the morning, so he planned to use refining talismans to make up for it.
He understood very well that the more dominator-level props, the better, because they are not qualified enough, and the price of props for lawful professions is so terrible, let alone evil professions.
The owner of the Palace of Killing first put the earth spirit vestment into the inventory, and then recruited the refining charm to check the attributes, chuckled and said:
"I don't want it. I use this thing, and the harm outweighs the benefit. You keep it for yourself, or sell it to the Five Elements League."
Zhang Yuanqing frowned: "But I have nothing to give you."
The value of the dominator-level props is too high, and he really has nothing to compensate.
The palace lord tilted his head, thought for a while, and said: "How about this, you sleep with me, and everything you owe me will be cancelled."
Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the graceful figure under the red skirt, and while taking off his clothes, he said: "This is not good, Palace Master, I have a girlfriend, but the so-called debt repayment is only right and proper. If you don't have enough money, you can make up your body. Wait a moment. I can take a shower in five minutes."
Five minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing was lying on a soft bed in the hotel, looking at the ceiling with disappointment on his face:
"Palace Master, it turns out that you are sleepy, and you would not have taken a bath if you had known."
Under the white quilt, he was tied into a rice dumpling with red thread.
Palace Mistress Zhisha nestled in his arms, stretched out her hand to caress her tough face, and sighed:
"When you were just born, that's how I touched your face. In a blink of an eye, I've grown up, and I already know how to touch my sister's butt."
Zhang Yuanqing was tied into a rice dumpling because he touched his buttocks under the skirt.
"I just used Facebook and the Mark of Thor, and my mood is a bit unstable." Zhang Yuanqing excused himself.
Palace Master Zhisha caressed his face, turned the topic 180 degrees, and said: "Your mother wants to take you overseas, but she has been unable to contact you, so she begged me to come here."
The thoughts in Zhang Yuanqing's heart disappeared, and he said angrily, "Give me a reason to leave home."
Palace Master Zhisha looked at him for a moment, but did not continue. JrNovels.com
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