My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

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"Yes."

Emperor Lianna didn't care.

She left directly with the witches who cleaned up the slimes.

"master!"

Tang Meng yelled directly, pretending to be very cute and cute.

Fu Qingjun is very speechless to such a self-acquaintance, eldest sister, can we not be so shameless?

He said lightly: "Everything in the world is balanced. If you want to get it, you have to pay. You have to pay for the most important things, and you have to be prepared."

"My most important thing?"

Tang Meng stayed in a daze, and instinctively looked at the shapes of both sides.

She struggled for a while before nodding. After all, it is very happy to be alive. What's more, she looks pretty handsome, although she is a little small...

"Close your eyes, there may be a bit of tingling, so be mentally prepared." Fu Qingjun said.

Tang Meng was stunned, and then solemnly felt that this church would not be the Hehuan Sect, but she felt that she might have read too many novels about rotten girls, and she had some expectations in her heart, and she might have some SM potential.

Soon, she began to read the lines taught by Fu Qingjun, and said with a pious expression: "Praise the Void God!"

She closed her eyes and kept talking repeatedly, only feeling a pain on the top of her head.

what!

She opened her eyes blankly and looked at herself in the mirror.

In an instant, she knew that she had lost her most precious thing.

"My hair..." Tang Meng was completely confused.

Her head was dead, and she stayed motionless.

The self in the mirror, originally a little sparse black hair fluttering, suddenly bald a big circle bald head in the middle.

The smooth scalp was exposed, with a dull hair stuck in the center.

"!!!"

At this moment, shocked, at a loss, dumbfounded... as if overturning a five-flavored jar, eventually all emotions evolved into a question mark on her face.

"???"

She was stupefied on her face.

Fu Qingjun watched her face change, feeling that it would be a pity not to play in the UC Shocking Department.

"Master, me?" she said hoarsely.

"This is the psychic medium of the ancient gods and demons. With her, you can obtain endless knowledge and wisdom." Fu Qingjun looked very solemn and explained softly: "This is a gift within my power."

Gift...

"Thanks... teacher." Her voice became hoarse.

She had been mentally prepared with difficulty. She had been single for twenty-seven years, and she didn’t have to be a leftover fighter anymore. The novel about the rotten girl of Xian Xia, master and apprentice was unfolding. It was the heroine who lost her life at the beginning...

It turned out to be like this?

At the beginning, the development of baldness, I have never seen it!

This hair is a lifelong matter, how will I meet people in the future?

However, hair is indeed the most precious thing, I want to be crooked.

"Reality really is not a rotten girl novel." Her chaotic thinking was flying wildly, and it might be that after a major blow, her brain was completely dead.

"Dare to ask our teacher, whose name is..." She was expressionless.

Is it a disaster from the top?

Still in the Demon Sect, Guangmingding, is in charge of one of the eighteen heavens—Xie Dingtian?

Fu Qingjun didn't know what Tang Meng was thinking, but he said with a serious face: "Hair is the eye extension of the brain and soul, the tentacles of the soul, and the channel of consciousness sensing...you will be able to enter God. In the magic night banquet, understand the original end of life."

"That's it."

Tang Meng felt a touch of fear in her heart, and her pupils dilated, "As long as the existence of dealing with gods and demons, this hairstyle will appear...This ancient nameless **** has traveled through countless history, isn't it?"

"In other words, Uncle Wang from the next door, junior high school Chinese teacher, and university tutor Professor Li..."

"No wonder!"

"No wonder they are so smart!"

"Wait, if it is a certain generation of ancestors, there has been a strong man who joined this civilization, his descendants will gradually inherit the inheritance, wouldn't it be me?"

She felt the great horror in history, and the history of mankind is by no means simple.

After that, she was still immersed in her inner shock and collapse, but with the statement and various matters, she quickly learned the horror.

Until this one's existence left, she couldn't slow down.

...

in the room.

"Tang Meng, I can only help her get here." Fu Qingjun slowly opened his eyes, "The sanctuary of my doomsday community has been finalized, accommodating 10 billion people."

The fourth realm, the civilization of those who hear Tao!

After the change of Sunflower Dynasty, Witch Dynasty, and Demon Dynasty Dynasty, it is completely on the right track.

Above the ground fans, what is there on earth?

"Let me explore it." Fu Qingjun raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, walked out of the house, and looked at the sunlight outside the window.

He continued to walk towards the cafeteria.

At two o'clock every day, I go to the cafeteria to eat, manage the martial arts bills, and come back to study the other side.

I feel that the life of the earth's savior is so boring.

When he arrived at the canteen, Fu Qingjun saw Xiao Horn and others, who were already waiting in the canteen.

At the dinner table, Bai Yu said: "Boss, recently our watch industry, many martial arts masters, aristocratic families, have some willingness for you, saying that the girl under the sect, what to do in the boudoir..."

Fu Qingjun ate the food without paying attention: "What are they going to do?"

"Here are their photos and profiles. If you look right, you can meet." Bai Yu said seriously: "Of course, they also ask for your photos and profile."

Blind date?

Fu Qingjun didn't expect that there would be another stubbornness.

However, now he is hot.

After all, even though he has broken through the "Great Master" now, no one boldly finds trouble with his gang and is developing at a high speed, but he still has to pay attention to some things.

He flipped through the photos, and he had to say that the genetic blood of these celebrities was extremely pure, and all of them were martial arts beauties with good temperaments.

However, he was only eighteen years old, and it seemed that it was still a bit early.

"If you want me to take a photo, I don't have any. I don't bother to go to the photo studio to take pictures, but just write, looks handsome...just." Fu Qingjun intends to deal with these things quickly at the dinner table~www.readwn.com~.

"As for my profile."

Fu Qingjun took the pen, pondered for a while, and honestly wrote:

"Fu Qingjun, 27 years old, lives in Duguan Town, unmarried, runs Miao Chuntang under his command, and is the local head of the contemporary era."

"Life and rest are extremely regular. Every day at two o'clock in the residence and the cafeteria, six in the morning, twelve o'clock in the morning, seven o'clock in the afternoon, ten o'clock in the evening, respectively, while going to the cafeteria to eat, by the way, handle gang trivial matters. Mix meat and vegetables."

"The head of the gang with an ordinary life. In addition to practicing, he eats for five hours a day and sleeps for eight hours a day. His life is extremely regular. Whenever I look at the changes in world civilization, everyone says I am healthy and healthy..."

Fu Qingjun handed them this brief introduction and continued to eat.

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