Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1911 must be a major event concerning the land of China!

The woman who let go of the drink accidentally free and easy.

In the Ghost Kingdom Shrine, melodious music sounded everywhere, the mountains and the wild were replaced with red lanterns, and the lanterns celebrated the thousandth birthday belonging to this city of souls.

In front of the gate of the city's main palace, among the huge bonfires burning, the female souls were wearing various dresses, as if they were blooming flowers, on the elevated platform, and suddenly a colorful exercise came from the sky.

The real dragon of Shenzhou stepped on the color training, slipped all the way, fell on the high platform, and danced gracefully.

The joyful voice continued forever.

The celebration will not stop, it will last three days and nights.

No matter what the underworld is in the sun, the same does not matter about the underworld... The outside is a superb society, or a secular world, here is the Ghost Kingdom Shrine, a group of dead places without families and relatives.

Boss Luo is like these numerous ghost country soul-dead people, lingering in this light and joy, seems to be looking for something, and finally he boarded the small building at the beginning, and his eyes seemed to be regretful, It seemed a bit relieved.

"Sure enough... it can't be found."

The little yellow flower in his hand slowly turned between his fingers, and the fireflies flew from a distance, surrounding him, and the insects rang.

"What are you doing here alone?"

The sound of the real dragon of Shenzhou.

Boss Luo turned around. At this time, Long Xiruo put on a white dress and hung a big red tulle, barefoot.

This is the clothes she put on when commemorating the dance. She has not yet taken off.

No headgear and nothing to discover, just a long hair laid out at random, stepping barefoot on the dust-free wooden floor of the building, with a small hip flask in his hand.

It's the kind of martial arts movie you are, the kind of free-spirited heroine Lin Qingxia playing in the rivers and rivers who invites you to drink.

"I don't belong here, just look." boss Luo said softly.

The real dragon of Shenzhou glanced at him sideways, his hair falling down and his face slightly reddish, perhaps because of the wine in the jug. Listening to the voice of Xiao Xiao silently said that the wine brewed inside was made from a recipe turned out from Meng Po’s former residence—the half of the mansion where the real dragon of Shenzhou was carried back, there is the legendary place where Meng Po lived.

Fang Zi said that this is called the soul wine.

But Xiaocheng Lord is a guy who likes to be vassal and elegant-look at his name should be clear.

Therefore, the owner of the ghost town directly set the engraved ghost wine with another name.

Sang Luo.

——I don’t know who Sang Luojiu is.

——Don't get drunk in the middle of Sang Luojiu, and teach people to help but not part with love.

Probably this is what he wants.

It really is intoxicating.

The divine Shenzhou Zhenlong looks particularly gorgeous, with bright eyes and bright teeth under the light of the sky, saying that she is like a fairy in the fairy palace.

"You seem to be looking for someone." Long Xi Ruo thought for a while: "You're not here to find me, someone else... here, someone you know... Dead soul? Old friend? Relatives?"

Mr. Luo said awkwardly: "No matter what I came here for, it was an unexpected surprise for me to be able to see Miss Long like this tonight. It kind of made me think that this line is totally worth it."

"Again... say this kind of thing." Shenlong's real dragon turned his head.

She found that she was really hopeless and liked to listen to such words... even if she knew it might be poison.

Sang Luojiu poured a few bites hard, and the real dragon of China rubbed his lips rudely with his sleeves, and said broadly: "I don’t want to talk to you tonight... My mother is in a good mood, come and drink with me!"

She threw the hip flask directly.

Boss Luo put the hip flask in his palm easily, looked down at him, and didn't move.

The real dragon of Shenzhou instantly irritated his chest and said: "Don't drink it if you dislike it! Throw it away!"

"How come." Boss Luo smiled slightly, the palm of the palm slowly sent to his lips.

The real dragon of Shenzhou grumbled softly, just like the eve before a terrifying battle, looking at the little flask that was sent to Luo Qiu's lips.

Soon! Soon! It's almost...bump...bump!

It's about to happen!

"Hahaha! Lord Longjun, you are here!"

At this moment, the hearty laughter of Bai Jie Taoist sounded in the small building.

Shenzhou Zhenlong, as though he was being caught doing bad things, was suddenly taken aback, and turned back subconsciously. I saw not only a hundred robbery Taoists, but also the sound of Xiao Xiao, as well as a group of Taoist veterans, at this time they were joining together. Here.

"Master Longjun, why are you here alone?" Xiao Shengmo asked at this moment.

Alone?

The real dragon of Shenzhou reflected immediately, and turned around fiercely. There was a trace of the man on the stands of the small building... Only, only a few points of fireflies were floating randomly.

"It's a little worse...just a little!" Shen Zhen's real dragon clenched his fists in an instant, and the whole body shivered gently.

"Master Longjun, what's the matter with you?" Xiao Sheng hesitated and asked hesitantly... He seemed to be a little wrong when he saw the Shenzhou Zhenlong at this time.

A Daomen veteran touched his face with a smile and said, "I want to come to Lord Longjun because of my excitement. It must be because I am waiting for today's arrangement, which has moved Master Longjun too...No bad, no bad, Long Jun Adults have exhausted their thoughts for the ghost town, and I have only done some trivial things. Long Jun does not have to be so excited."

"Yeah..." The real dragon of Shenzhou turned slowly, without smiling, "I'm so **** touched! Go to hell!!!"

Rumble—! !

They... The people of the ghost country do not know what happened.

Only the small building of the city's main palace suddenly collapsed, and then thousands of golden lights rushed into the sky instantly, as splendid as fireworks.

I saw that in the collapsed downstairs, a half-dead old man kept saying, "Master Longjun is so excited, so excited..."

The celebration is even more lively.

...

...

The little girl Xiao Xiaoxiao brought a cup of hangover tea and delivered it to Shenzhou Zhenlong.

At this time, the real dragon of Shenzhou was impatient, and he looked at the window outside with his cheek... In the room, he just picked up a life of Xiao Xiao and waited silently.

True Dragon Profound Truth...Oh, after a grand fireworks, they are located in the chamber of the main palace of the ghost town.

"Xiaoxiao, you go out to play." Xiao Shengmo told the little girl at this time.

She hummed a sentence, and then hum away in a minor key.

"When did you accept a adopted daughter?" The real dragon of Shenzhou said coldly at this time: "I have never heard you mention it."

"The last 50 years. Xiaoxiao's mother died early, and she died early, wandering alone in the ghost market, I moved my heart, this child is similar to me."

The real dragon of Shenzhou stopped holding his cheeks and took a sip of understanding tea.

When Xiao Xiao was silent, the whole face seemed so gloomy. It was a kind of astronomical image that was easy to pop up in the mind with a glance.

But in fact, the mother-in-law of this ghost town is very not only fond of vassal elegance, but also knitting female red, plowing the field and cattle, can do anything... this guy is actually a type that is particularly suitable for living.

Long Xiruo shook his head again, and immediately remembered something like that, glared at the Baidao Dao Ren, "However, I really didn't expect that Taishan, your door, would jointly deceive me with Xiao Sheng... Okay, bastard, are you really good at it?"

The Hundred Tribulation Daoist was originally immortal, but at this time the left eye socket was black-but still very immortal.

He coughed and said: "This matter has passed, Master Longjun no longer needs to tease the old road... This is the temporary rise of the old road, and the master Xiaocheng is just pulled into the horse."

The real dragon of Shenzhou sneered, and the Baidao Taoist was cold and sweating.

——Shouldn’t it?

——He was very happy during the celebration, playing with the people of the ghost country, how did the emotion change, and suddenly became irritable?

"Surprise? Fear is not fright!" Long Xiruo snorted coldly: "I'm really when something happened to you, the ghost gate guard failed, and came all the way! Do you know that tomorrow morning will be the first in the world's extraordinary summit meeting day?"

Bai Jie Dao Ren looked at Xiao Sheng silently at this moment.

Bai Jie Dao Ren said at this time: "In fact, before the arrival of the Dragon King, we were indeed attacked... The traces of fighting and destruction within the main hall of the city's main palace were not forged by us temporarily, but true."

"Really?" Long Xiruo frowned subconsciously, "What's going on?"

Xiao Sheng said slowly: "This year's ghost gate guarding, Mr. Baijie and his party arrived earlier than before. Perhaps it was for the sake of rushing to the extraordinary meeting held in tomorrow, so I thought to come early and make preparations. However, just When I was ready, when I was planning to crack down on the ghost gate, a group of guys suddenly attacked and almost failed this guard... To be honest, the situation at that time was indeed very dangerous, and Mr. Baijie even suffered a little. Minor injuries."

"Who?" Shen Zhen asked directly.

"Identity is unknown." Baidao Daoren shook his head. "But what is certain is that they all wear metal helmets, just like dead men. They are not afraid of death. When they fail, they detonate themselves instantly. Don’t stay... The only thing that is certain is that these sneak attackers are all martial artists and are not weak."

With that, Baidao Taoist waved his hand and a white mist spread out on the table.

After the white mist dissipated, a metal mask with a deformed shape appeared on the table. "This thing is left after the attacker exploded. What can Lord Longjun think?"

"Warrior?" The real dragon of Shenzhou pondered, thoughtfully, "Can even hurt the warrior of the Hundred Tribulation Imp?"

She looked at the tattered mask on the table, with no clue.

"The poor way is also unnoticed for a while..." The Baijie Taoist smiled bitterly, and then said, "I want to come, also because I only care about drinking tea and neglecting practice, and I can't blame others."

Long Xiruo shook his head and said, "Most warriors in the world have been attached to the administration. In addition, they are in the Xuanyuan Palace. There are indeed some scattered warriors in the civil society, but they are only the last generations. It's still difficult to deal with common monsters and ghosts... It can threaten your warriors, and it is still a group. Where did it come from?"

Everyone in the meeting room was silent, obviously there was no way to talk about it.

"It's second from where to pop out. The important thing is that this group of mysterious warriors even picked the ghost door to open on this special day... The purpose behind this is really worrying." A veteran of Daomen At this moment, his face solemnly said: "Fortunately, this time the ghost gate guarding did not make any mistakes. If the guarding fails, let the evil spirits of the eighteenth layer of **** rush out, and it will definitely mess up the land of China."

Long Xiruo nodded and said, "However, being attacked by someone in the dark is also a dangerous time to guard the ghost gate. You can keep it all, and there are no casualties... I still have to praise you. In short, hard work ."

"Actually, this is not all my merit." Xiao Chengzhu smiled bitterly at this time: "This time the guarding of the ghost gate can pass smoothly, all by one person."

"Who?"

"Master Longjun can remember, the seventyth generation Tianxin of the Cloth Road?" Xiao Sheng said slowly.

"It's the old ghost!" Long Xiruo was startled, and suddenly realized.

The clothed road is now in existence. Except for the rogue, the blind Mr. Qing Xiazi who carried the **** pot of the disaster of Taishan, only the seventy generations of Tianxin, which should have been ancient, have been silent for a long time. The ghost tower quietly rescued the old ghost who came back-the real old ghost.

"Mr. Tianxin, the 70th generation, although he lost his heavenly heart and heavenly eye, his ability to calculate is still extraordinary." Xiao Shengmo smiled slowly at this time: "Early, the ghost city will usher in the 1,000th On the day when the lord of the city was on a whim, he entered the Tower of Ten Thousand Ghosts, and asked Mr. Tianxin to ask about the future of the ghost city in the next millennium. Mr. Tianxin hung up and said that ghost towns and the like will suffer from bloodshed in the near future. My heart was on guard, and the day when the ghost door was open came, thinking that if the ghost city was about to usher in a **** disaster, maybe it would be today, so I put a few more hands. Fortunately, although the attackers came suddenly, the ghost city was finally safe and sound."

"This old ghost doesn't have Tianxintianyan, can it be so accurate?" The real dragon of Shenzhou frowned doubtfully.

"Mr. Tianxin is above the number of Feng Shui skills, and he has a profound attainment. Even without the Tianxin Tianyan inherited by the clothed Tao, it should be the master of the number of masters in my country... Master Longjun, don’t underestimate the number of masters. All the way."

"I'll take a trip into the Tower of Ten Thousand Ghosts." The real dragon of Shenzhou said abruptly.

The Lord of the Ghost Town was startled, and the elders of the Daomen present were also stunned, but they saw that the real dragon of China had directly transformed into a streamer, and rushed directly into the sleeve of Lord Xiao.

The Tower of Ten Thousand Ghosts is within the sleeve of Xiao Shengmiao.

Xiao Shengmo opened his sleeve at this moment, crying angrily, "This...this?"

"Master Longjun must have a deep meaning this time." Hundred Dao Taoist Town, Fu Xu said indifferently: "You guys, you may wish to wait for a while."

"Also..." Xiao Sheng nodded silently. After all, Shenzhou Zhenlong, if it was not an important thing, was not like this... Maybe, it was an important thing that related to the entire land of Shenzhou.

Well, it must be like this!

...

In a small bamboo forest inside the Wan Gui Tower, piano sounds were heard from time to time.

The real dragon of Shenzhou directly hit the bamboo leaves and came to a pavilion in the bamboo forest...

The seventyth generation Tianxin of Cloth Road is here to play the piano.

"Master Longjun, [Penglai Treasure House] don't say goodbye, don't come unharmed?" Mr. Tianxin from the seventies stopped his hand at this moment, and smiled slightly: "I don't know Lord Longjun, how important it is to find me this old ghost Thing?"

The real dragon of Shenzhou looked at the old man in the pavilion, "You are not very good? Why do I come?"

The seventy generations of Tianxin smiled bitterly and said: "Longjun Lord is the real dragon of Shenzhou...If you count the future of the entire Shenzhou Earth, I will not come, I will die."

"Huh! Spicy chicken!" Shenzhou's real dragon immediately disdain.

In the seventies, Tianxin turned his head and said abruptly: "But if you just ask some trivial things to avoid evil, you can still...Of course, marriage or something is also possible."

"How do you know..."

The real dragon of Shenzhou suddenly froze and shut up.

She really ran in on an impulse, intending to ask... about marriage!

(End of this chapter)