If it were someone else, they wouldn't even be able to see the Void One.

Yuanshi Tianzun has a big face, which means this.

But the free help of "No Trace of the Past" was something they didn't expect.

Elder Dog said:

"Fu Qingyang did say that, and I just wanted to talk to you about this matter. According to Fu Qingyang, 'the past has no trace' heard that Yuanshi Tianzun almost died at the hands of the Demon Eye King, so he immediately agreed.

"This person attaches great importance to Yuanshi Tianzun, what do you think?"

Elder Luoshen said in astonishment: "As the master of an evil profession, there should be no reason to attach so much importance to Yuanshi Tianzun."

The elders of Baihubing were a little wary: "He values ??Yuanshi Tianzun so much, what does he want to do, to instigate against our people?"

The first thing the elder considered was the possibility of being poached.

Elder Dog expressed his opinion:

"I personally think that there are not so many twists and turns, Yuanshi Tianzun is very good at socializing, not only Wuhen, but also the palace lord of Zhisha gets very close to him.

"In the Tongque Tower incident, Wuhen owed Yuanshi Tianzun a favor, and most of them repaid him. However, it can be seen from this that he has great kindness and great importance to Yuanshi Tianzun."

Hearing this, the elders of the White Tiger Soldier were much relieved, and said with a smile: "This kid is really good at opening up contacts."

Elder Dog sneered: "There are really not many geniuses who can accept their heads and worship."

The atmosphere in the meeting room was much more relaxed.

Wuhen Hotel, front desk.

Zhang Yuanqing leaned lazily on the special lounge chair at the front desk. This chair has been used by Xiaoyuan for a long time, and it has a relatively strong fragrance left.

He picked up the juice in hand and took a sip. Looking at the back with smooth lines and astonishing curvature of the buttocks, the pants she was wearing were loose-fitting, but they were able to hold them so full. It can only be said that this aunt is very talented.

"Auntie Xiaoyuan, the hotel business doesn't seem to be very good."

During the hour he rested, the hotel welcomed three waves of guests, and a group of guests opened hourly rooms.

"The flow of people in the outskirts of the city is not large, so the business will naturally be poor. Also, if you keep staring at my butt, I'll take your eyes off." Xiaoyuan didn't turn her head, her voice was clear and cold, threatening.

"Auntie Xiaoyuan, you have wronged me. I just suddenly discovered that my habit of being distorted by that prop seems to have greatly improved."

Zhang Yuanqing stared at Xiaoyuan's perky buttocks, not because of lust, but to verify whether his xp had improved.

That's great, pig tails rarely appear in my mind. Zhang Yuanqing thought happily.

He used his own practice to verify one of the characteristics of the scarecrow, that is, under the premise that the influence of xp is not deep, if he rein in the horse as soon as possible and give up this prop, then the distorted xp can be relieved.

He has tried this on Madoka and Guan Ya.

Xiaoyuan sneered: "Even without that scarecrow, your hobbies are not so normal."

"Why do you say that?"

Xiaoyuan said indifferently: "You seem to have a special interest in older women. Is it because you lack maternal love since childhood?"

"It's too much. One sentence not only criticizes my hobbies, but also exposes my scars." JrNovels.com