History’s Strongest Shopkeeper

Meng Hao completely stunned. The public area of ​​Wanjielou Mall is not allowed to use any technique. The power of walking is similar to that of ordinary people.

Perhaps because he walked past the rush, but the impact power brought up by a maximum of one or two hundred pounds.

This force can hit a person to the ground, Thaksin, but, when he hit a person on the ground, he rolled his feet and he never believed.

“Does anyone dare to touch porcelain in Wanjielou?”

Meng Hao was a strange face, and continually tweeted on the ground and walked over.

He would like to see if this seems to be the existence of black turtles, what do you want to do.

"I bumped into the gods, I bumped into the gods, I bumped into the gods..."

Meng Hao walked over and heard the shadow of the black pot on the ground, and a slight trembling whispered, the body was not twitching, but it was trembling.

Hearing the whisper of the figure on the ground, and the two shaking hands under the black pot, holding a kitchen knife in one hand, making a slight metal impact, Meng Hao is full of black lines, the heart is speechless, the mouth is 狠狠After a few twitches, how strangely there is on the ground.

"I heard that the tortoises are very timid."

Meng Hao sighed softly and shook his head slightly. He said, "This friend, I am too hurried to walk, I also have responsibility, and the Taoist friends do not have to blame themselves."

He knows very well that if they are not too eager to go, they will not collide.

Moreover, the 'black turtle' on the ground is too small. If he doesn't make it clear, perhaps this 'black turtle' will scare himself and scare himself.

"I have nothing to do with me?"

Meng Hao’s voice just fell, the figure under the black pot on the ground, like a spring that was pressed to the extreme, stood up in an instant, and stood still with his hands on his back, proudly proud, looks pretending to be easy, a pair of wind and light Look like that.

It seems that the trembling figure on the ground before has nothing to do with him.

"Daoyou, are you okay?"

Meng Hao swallowed his throat and looked a little sluggish, hesitating.

This person will not be scared by him!

Originally, he believed that the 'black turtle' stood up and Meng Hao discovered that it was a person, but the dress of this person was too wonderful.

Just being scared and shivering, the next moment, when standing up, a dragon-like temperament suddenly spread.

If it weren't for wearing five or six pieces of leather, wrapped in a rotten ball, with seven or eight kitchen knives on the waist and a **** pot on the back, perhaps Meng Hao could consider forgetting what happened under the black pot.

However, under the five or six pieces of leather, it was a pure white, a little fat body, and the eyes were pure and dynamic, and it looked like a well-behaved boy.

"Nothing, ······································

The legendary immortal, called the Taoist friend, made the black turtle teenager very excited, his face turned red, and he looked up proudly, like a proud little cock.

"I want to live forever, I will become a **** one day."

The black tortoise boy seems to increase his heart and shout, cheering for himself.

Obviously Meng Hao gave him a lot of pressure and made him a little embarrassed.

He originally lived in a remote mountain village, and was later brought to the Xiuxian School by a legendary immortal.

The black turtle teenager never felt that life was so full of fighting spirit, as if the road to longevity had been opened to him.

As a result, there is a person named Xu Baocai who wants to challenge him.

Xiu Xian is a cultivator, why do you want to fight, which makes the black turtle boy feel a serious sense of crisis.

For his own safety, he began to practice madly and defeat the first terrible enemy on his path of life.

Who knows that he is retreating, a mechanically cold voice appears in his mind.

At that time, he was so scared that he fell to the ground, for fear of being taken over.

I don't know how long it took him to slow down. The reason why it was slowed down was because of the existence of the Wanjielou. It was possible to trade anything, even if it was not dead.

After considering it for a long time, he made an important determination, brought all his equipment, and entered the Wanjie Building, which made him extremely yearning.

He was careful all the way, and every time he took a step, he looked at the surrounding environment and the result was that he hit a ‘God.’

Fortunately, this ‘God’ is more generous and has not been pursued.

Otherwise, he must have cut it with two kitchen knives in his hand.

"Longevity? Wanshang Building is very easy to grow up."

Meng Hao smiled and shook his head. He didn't know what was going on. He saw the boy in front of him. His gloomy mood was much better. It was like this black turtle boy can bring joy to people.

This black turtle boy is not only eccentric, but also eccentric, even the ideal is weird.

The Wanjie Building has developed to the present level, and there are no more than 10,000 kinds of goods for the longevity, that is, seven or eight thousand kinds.

“Is it easy?”

The black turtle boy listened and smiled, and the chubby face could not conceal his inner joy.

"Do you know? I am dying!"

The black turtle boy pointed to a white hair on his forehead, and wanted to cry without tears. "My life..."

Said many times, the black turtle teenager did not have the courage to say.

"Don't worry, don't worry, there are a lot of products that extend life expectancy in Wanjielou. If you don't have value, I can lend you some."

Meng Hao looked at the black turtle's miserable look and quickly comforted.

Although he lacks value, it is still easy to buy some long-lived goods for black turtles.

"really?"

The black tortoise boy heard the words and looked forward to Meng Hao. He was afraid that Meng Hao would lie to him by lying to comfort him.

Longevity is his life goal. Who can understand the terrible feeling of losing life? He has a lot of people and his weight has dropped a lot.

Meng Hao looked at the black tortoise boy's ingenious and pure eyes, and nodded subconsciously.

"Call~ I don't know what to buy for my lost life, what do I need to buy?·······?

The black turtle teenager sighed with a sigh of relief, and his face returned to a pure smile, asked.

"The best thing for you is to wash the marrow, not only to help you wash the marrow, but also to help you extend the life expectancy, just the second-order remedy."

Meng Hao suggested.

From the dressing of the black tortoise boy, he knew that this teenager might not be able to afford any high-grade medicinal herbs, so he proposed one of the most affordable suggestions.

"If you don't have any value on your body, I can buy it for you first. When you have something worthwhile, I can do it."

Considering the self-respect of the black turtle boy in front of him, Meng Hao thought about it and added.

There is no need for a hundred spirits of merchandise. For him, the black turtle is still not worth the money, and he will not be in the heart.

"Thank you for your friend, I want to see it first. Can you take me to see it?"

The black tortoise boy showed his clever look ~www.readwn.com~ hugs his fist.

"Okay~"

Meng Hao sighed and nodded.

After the black turtle boy was beaten, his eager mood was relieved a lot, and he was not in a hurry to agree to the black turtle boy’s request.

He can see that this black turtle boy is the first time to enter the Wanjie Building, remembering his first time to enter the Wanjie Building, Meng Hao is still planning to help a group of black turtles.

The two went in tandem, but after just two steps, Meng Hao reacted. He looked at the black turtle teenager with a look of suspicion and hesitated. "You just said that you lost." One year life?"

"Yes!"

The black turtle boy has a heart-ache, as if his life is the root of his life.

"How much do you have this year?"

When Meng Hao came to the corner of his mouth, he changed his mouth.

Perhaps the appearance is a teenager, actually a man in his 100s.

I am 15 years old today, plus a year of loss, 16 years old. ”

The black tortoise boy is a serious man.

In particular, when it comes to the loss of one year of life, a pair of teeth and teeth.

Meng Hao, "·······".

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