Undead Farm

The original dry blood pool suddenly filled the bright blood, and then slowly and slowly disappeared, a blue figure appeared in the transmission array.

"Old sand, what are you doing?" The night three got up and hid an empty stool behind him.

Sha Wencheng smoked his nose and glanced at the food on the table. He shrugged his shoulders: "There is a problem in the cultivation field. You better have a look."

Is there a problem with the cultivation field?

The night was even more shocked. This is the most profitable business in his hands, and the cost has not been recovered yet. If something goes wrong, isn’t it the bottom line?

"What's the problem? Is there something that makes trouble?"

Sha Wencheng shook his head: "I don't know about this. Isai hasn't come back yet, so I will come over and inform you. What are you eating, it seems very fragrant?"

"I still want to eat at this time! Let's go! Let's go back and see!"

At night, he got up and grabbed Sha Wencheng’s hand and dragged him to the blood pool of the transmission array. He waved his hand and waited for the two pig head zombies on the side to pour two barrels of pig blood. One sound, brushed the two and returned to Tianshi City.

"This cold winter is really exciting, and it should be replaced with a hot spot next time." Night three shook his head and jumped into the blood pool to rush to the different yuan cultivation.

At this moment, the training ground has been hung up with a sign that the equipment maintenance is temporarily closed, but it is obvious that this happened very rushed, and the door is still full of dissatisfied people.

They held each other's membership cards one by one and screamed angrily:

"Why don't let us in, I borrowed a lot of money for this card. If you drag the day, do you know how much interest I have to give? Let me go in, I want to break through the promotion to apply!"

"We haven’t spent any time on the card! How can you not say credibility like this!"

"Right right! What equipment maintenance? I see you are looking for an excuse! Maybe you have to collect enough money to run! You can't give up, give back! Back money!"

"Return the money! Otherwise we will be here!"

"Return money! Return money!"

At night, he looked more cold and took out a few pig-headers who stole the guy who secretly shouted that he was going to run.

"Ah! What are you doing? Killing people and killing them? The lord hits people and the lords hit people! The money is going to kill, this is the black shop, the black city!"

With a slamming sound, the pig's head, a big hoof almost fanned out his teeth, and at night, he walked in front of him slightly.

"Do you recognize the word?"

"Crap, of course I confess! I tell you, what you are doing now is all of us watching. After that, you can't do it anymore in this training field. Believe it or not!"

"Of course, if you are now willing to apologize to me in person, and give us members twice to pay for the card, then you have a conscience, otherwise! Hey! Tianwei Weekly!"

"Oh?" The third eyebrows shook.

"Is it still a recorder?"

The recorder, which is the derivative profession after the establishment of the Tianwei Weekly, is responsible for writing the rumors of the localities and submitting them to the space mages, and then getting paid after being published.

Usually, this is a bard who is idle and has nothing to do. Later, some people who feel that the money is easy, and they have no special skills have joined the industry.

However, unlike the bards who are based on the principle of recording and dissemination, what are the titles of these reporters? How can people attract attention and gossip? Some people even threaten to expose the black material of small powers. For a living.

It is these people who made the atmosphere of Tianwei Weekly newspaper a bit smoky, but they wrote something that was very popular with people, and the sales volume was quite big. They were known as civilian fighters and black heroes.

"Hey! Are you afraid? I will write today, you will not see anyone coming to you to spend it!"

Although the man was pinched by the pig's head, his face was not afraid, and even a slight smug.

Like the night three, the business is doing so big, and now the most feared is the reputation problem.

Moreover, there are many other lords who have a red-eyed night. He will not be in danger at this time, and he will not be in any danger. He can make a lot of money. Why not?

"Of course, if you are willing to show your sincerity, this matter can also be discussed a little. Do you say yes? Night hero?" The man whispered whispered to the night.

So many people do membership cards, each person pays double, it will be tens of thousands of gold coins, and after the cultivation field will be stigmatized, no one will come, the loss is not too big.

And he just wants a million yuan of gold coins will never be excessive, but enough to spend his life comfortably!

"Hey! No one dares to do such a simple business. It is really a shame for my peers, but it also gives me a chance, hehe!"

My heart was still thinking about it. The man suddenly changed his face and screamed at the left and right in horror, but he could not find the source of fear that the bottom of his heart was seen through.

When he was suspicious, the night was shrugging and let him go.

"I sincerely, I naturally have it, but it is not this for you~www.readwn.com~ Also, since you said that you are literate, how do you give me the words above?"

The man once again looked around with a suspicious look, and this was more white-eyed to the night:

"Is equipment maintenance, of course I saw it, but it is obviously your pretext! I have never heard of the training ground and equipment maintenance!"

At night, he shook his head and pointed to another sign: "It is this piece, the last line, look carefully."

"All the right to interpret belongs to the cultivation field?!" The man swayed and his eyes widened.

"What is this ghost treaty?!"

"It's not a ghost treaty. Everyone who signed the card signed this one. Of course, we just want to think about it for everyone." Night three shook his head.

“Different cultivation is a very dangerous place, and we have spent countless costs and costs to transform it into a training ground for everyone to practice safely.”

"This is also because we have to charge a high admission fee. Besides, if we don't do a security check, let everyone in, isn't it responsible for everyone's safety?"

"If you feel that you can fight against the impact of the turbulent stream, you have to fight for the two days, then when I don't say anything, sign this blameless book. The people who come in today are free, who first Come?" asked me at night.

At this time, everyone who was originally screaming was silent.

Just kidding, the next generation is turbulent!

That is also their group of cucurbits and sorrows?