Chapter 52 Chapter 52 Three updates in one.
As expected, the orange cat and the evil god started yelling at each other again.
After roaring for nearly five minutes, Big Orange's eyes turned red with anger. The evil god baby had already turned back to black, but "whoosh" it turned into a small red ball again.
The evil baby roared: "Fat orange, prepare to die!"
Daju roared: "You two-legged beastie lackey, come here if you have the guts!"
At this moment, only Sang Wanwan was standing in front of them. The others were blown seven or eight meters away by the strong wind blew out by the big orange.
Sang Wanwan looked at Miao and Xieshen who were about to start a new round of physical combat, and slowly said, "Big Orange."
The big orange cat, whose fur was all standing on end with righteous indignation, opened its mouth with teeth bared and instantly turned its huge cat head.
Sang Wanwan said, "I've been standing for too long. My feet are tired."
This is an illusion created by Daju, and everything inside is created by it.
Hearing Sang Wanwan's words, Daju immediately raised his paw and waved it.
In an instant, a pink lazy chair and a pink coffee table appeared in front of Sang Wanwan.
Sang Wanwan sat down.
Well, this chair is very soft and very comfortable to sit on.
She looked at Daju with admiration and praised him, "Not bad."
Hearing the compliments, the big orange cat's huge ears moved, and its heart beat wildly.
It's so strange, meow. It obviously hates bipedal beasts, so why does it feel so happy when it hears the simple words of the bipedal beast in front of it, and feels that its cat life has become brighter?
Daju didn't understand and was very shocked.
Its tail was wagging again and again, and finally its cat face was twisted and timid. It couldn't help but restrain its movements, and ran carefully to the two-legged beast in front of it and lay down at her feet.
Of course, because its body was so huge, even if it was lying on the ground, its head was still at the same level as Sang Wanwan who was sitting on the chair.
"Meow~ Meow~"
A sweet, cuddly, and coquettish meow came out of the big orange cat's mouth.
The big orange cat was stunned, his eyes widened, and his face was full of shock.
Oh my god, it can actually make such a sound that is not at all like a tomcat? !
When the evil baby saw Daju creating something for Sang Wanwan with a wave of his hand, he happily ran over and meowed to invite his favor. Then he got so angry that he split into several pieces on the spot.
Ahhh, this scheming fat cat really knows how to please humans.
The evil baby flew over quickly and landed on the big orange's head.
The cat and the evil god finally ended their quarrel since they met, and both looked at Sang Wanwan eagerly.
The evil god baby thought of the two cute "meows" that the big orange had just made, and quickly said softly: "I am very useful. I can help you with your work, help you punish people you don't like, and help you reach the pinnacle of your life."
Daju's face changed.
Ahhh, the Death Evil God is worthy of being the lackey cat of the two-legged beast. He really knows how to please the two-legged beast cat.
It was at this time that Song Mian and his companions, as well as a dozen people from Group 1 of the Management Bureau, slowly walked over, supporting each other.
They were just blown seven or eight meters away by the strong wind blew out by the big orange tree. They looked haggard and haggard, their hair was messy, and they had more or less injuries on their bodies.
When they came back, they heard the evil god baby's words that sounded like he was promoting himself. They said, "..."
Daju cursed the evil god baby for being a lackey several times in his heart.
Then, it pretended to shake its head casually, shaking the evil baby off its head, and then said in a meowing voice: "I can also do things meow, I can help you drive away other two-legged beasts meow, and let you reach the peak of your life meow."
Others: “…”
They looked at Sang Wanwan, who was sitting in the lazy chair with a leisurely look on her face, and then looked at Daju and Evil God Baby, who were frantically promoting their products. Their expressions were extremely complicated and their hearts were filled with sourness.
The orange cat and the evil god, who fought so fiercely and cursed at each other so loudly, and who didn't take them seriously at all, acted like "dogs" in front of Sang Wanwan.
Comparing yourself to others can really make you angry.
Song Mian held her waist and limped to Sang Wanwan, and everyone else followed her.
Sang Wanwan asked the main god space to take out dried fish, shrimp balls and fish balls.
Normally at home, she would occasionally cook some delicious food herself, or ask the female ghost Qin Wen to do it, and then store the uneaten food in the main god space.
To be honest, Sang Wanwan feels that the greatest use of the main god space is to serve as a portable warehouse.
The main god space is a little weak.
It hasn't eaten anything made by Sang Wanwan yet.
["Hmph,"] The Lord God Space snorted coldly, his tone was sour and weird, ["This stupid cat is lucky to eat the food you made yourself."]
Sang Wanwan had gotten used to its intermittent fits and ignored it.
After saying a few words in a weird tone, the Lord God Space reluctantly took out the food.
Sang Wanwan opened the bag she was carrying and took out a four-layer thermos bucket.
Song Mian was stunned, his eyes full of confusion, and he looked as if he was doubting his life.
That's not right.
Just now she was helping Sang Wanwan carry this bag. The bag was so light and fluttery, there was no way it could contain a four-layer high thermos.
Sang Wanwan opened the first layer of the thermos and the fragrance wafted out instantly.
Song Mian and the others had been tormented for so long and were very hungry. Suddenly, when they smelled this fragrance, they all began to swallow their saliva uncontrollably.
They were swallowing their saliva when suddenly-
"Gulp!"
"Gulp!"
"Gulp!"
Three loud "gurgling" sounds were heard, and everyone's eyes were focused on the big orange's round belly.
The first layer of the thermos bucket contained two fat fish that were fried until tender inside and crispy outside.
Sang Wanwan took them out, and the fish were still steaming.
Big Orange stared at the two fish, his stomach rumbling loudly and his saliva dripping like water.
In addition to it, the evil god baby was also shaking wildly due to the fragrance.
It was stunned.
How is that possible? How can it find ordinary food so delicious and so appetizing? This is different from the memories of the previous evil gods it inherited.
The memories of the evil gods' predecessors clearly told it that, apart from the blood of the donor, any other food would not make them feel hungry.
But now, as it looked at these two fat little fish and smelled their delicious aroma, it clearly felt hungry.
The big orange cat lifted up its paw and wiped the saliva from the corner of its mouth, "Smells so good, meow. Smells so good, meow."
Sang Wanwan continued to take out two white porcelain plates from her backpack.
Song Mian: “……?”
Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. With a four-layer thermos and a plate, how could the bag be so light when she carried it just now?!
Sang Wanwan placed two plates on the ground and put two dried fish that were tender inside and crispy outside on the plates.
She smiled and said softly, "Come on, eat."
The big orange cat opened its mouth wide and ate the small dried fish with its tongue.
Compared to its huge body, the dried fish was so small that it only had a slight taste.
But it was this little taste that made Big Orange's eyes go straight and he was mesmerized.
How can there be such delicious fish in this world?!
At the side, the evil baby pounced on the fish trunk, and the black mist on its body quickly wrapped around the fish trunk, eating it up in a few seconds without even leaving a fish bone.
Sang Wanwan continued to open the second layer of the thermos and took out fish balls.
…
Soon, all the food in the thermos was eaten up by the orange cat and the evil god.
The big orange cat, who had just tasted the real fragrance of the food, looked at the bare thermos and rolled on the ground anxiously, meowing all the time and rubbing his huge head against Sang Wanwan's arm.
The evil baby glared fiercely at the scheming fat cat.
Not wanting to be left behind, the fist-sized black ball quickly transformed into a palm-sized, featureless little man, humming a strange tune and twisting its body to dance in the air.
Everyone: “…”
Sang Wanwan stroked the fat orange boy's head twice, poked the evil baby twice, and then took out a large bag of dried fish in a plastic bag from her bag.
Song Mian: “!!!”
She was shocked and couldn't understand why this bag could keep taking out so much food like Doraemon's pocket.
Suddenly, Song Mian thought of the language converter earplugs she was wearing.
Could it be... could it be... that Sang Wanwan's bag is the unlimited space bag mentioned in those fantasy movies and TV shows? !
It must be, otherwise how could Sang Wanwan keep taking things out of it?
Song Mian's breathing became subconsciously light, and her eyes were fixed on the ordinary black bag with fiery eyes.
At this moment, in her eyes, this bag has become an extremely high-end and rare treasure.
Sang Wanwan put on disposable gloves and started feeding Daju and the evil baby.
The evil baby squatted on Daju's head again.
While feeding them dried fish, Sang Wanwan said, "I saw you guys were fighting pretty hard. Tell me what happened."
These two will be colleagues in the future, and any conflicts must be resolved immediately.
She looked at the fat cat who was squinting his eyes and looking like he was enjoying himself, and said, "Big Orange, you go first."
Daju's expression changed instantly.
It licked its front paws and said with deep contempt, "It's all the fault of the evil god. It acted as a lackey for the despicable two-legged beasts and cooperated with them to release poison gas to kill me!"
Sang Wanwan paused in her feeding motion, uttered an "oh", and said faintly, "Despicable two-legged beast, lackey."
Daju was opening his mouth. When he saw that Sang Wanwan no longer fed him the dried fish, he was stunned for a few seconds and his mind started to work rapidly.
Finally, its eyes flickered and it immediately changed its words: "The evil god and those despicable two-legged beasts of the Sang family are working together to release poison gas to kill me meow!"
Sang Wanwan continued to feed it dried fish, and taught it in a gentle tone: "Big Orange, you must be a good cat who can distinguish between good and evil and does not follow the crowd. There are many good two-legged animals in this world."
This cat's thinking is a bit crooked, it needs to be educated and changed.
Daju was eating dried fish and glanced at Sang Wanwan. Thinking of how she shared such delicious dried fish with him, he nodded in agreement with him.
The evil baby squatting on its head refused to do it.
"Fat Cat is slandering me," it said aggrievedly, "I didn't mean to poison it. I am also a victim."
The big orange one sneered, "Stop trying to be cunning, meow. That despicable two-legged beast just used you to hit me. The stench on your body almost made me vomit to death, meow."
After hearing what it said, the evil baby immediately remembered being stepped on by it for more than ten times, and felt even more aggrieved.
It's so unfair, so unfair. From humans to fat cats, everyone picks on it and bullies it. It's obviously just a baby.
The evil baby felt that the dried fish in front of him was no longer tasty, and he started crying again, his cry was extremely miserable.
The big orange cat licked his paw and wiped his face with it, his cat face full of disgust: "Crying again, why are you like this, you evil god? Besides being a lackey of humans, you are also a crybaby. Cry, cry, cry, you are really useless."
The evil baby cried even louder.
Song Mian couldn't stand it anymore, and patted her waist while saying, "Don't cry, baby. If you have any grievances, tell me and let Wanwan handle it for you. Big orange, you should say less and be a kind cat."
Zhang Yi was already unhappy with Daju because the Black Iron Sword was broken, and he was blown several meters away by the wind it exhaled just now, which made him even more unhappy.
Relying on Sang Wanwan's presence, he snorted coldly at Daju twice, "Yes, baby, just tell Sang Wanwan and let her make the decision for you. After all, a certain fat cat loves to bully the weak."
The fur on the big orange cat exploded again, and he said angrily: "I am also a baby cat. I am a one-year-old baby cat."
Everyone looked at its sturdy and round body, then looked at the small ball of the evil god's baby, and their hearts were immediately distracted.
Moreover, they thought Daju was lying.
"Big Orange," Han Xiuyan rubbed his bruised hand, "You look so strong, are you really only one year old? I don't believe it."
Lu Yufei's face was a little swollen from the fall. She sprayed the medicine on her face and said, "Yes, you are too fat. I don't believe you are only one year old. Big orange, be an honest cat."
The others nodded, all with a look of disbelief on their faces.
Big Orange's eyes widened as he stared at the group of two-legged beasts in disbelief. For the first time, he experienced what it meant to be so furious that he was speechless.
It was angry and anxious: "I am really only a one-year-old cat. What's wrong with being fat? I am fat because of what I eat bite by bite. I am really a one-year-old baby cat!"
Ahhh, I'm so angry, meow!
Zhang Yi felt a little better when he saw that the fat cat had become the target of public criticism. He quickly changed the subject and stopped everyone from listening to its explanation.
He looked at the black evil god and continued, "Come on, baby, tell us your grievances and let Sang Wanwan make the decision for you."
When the evil god baby heard Zhang Yi say that Sang Wanwan would make the decision for it, its body trembled with excitement.
It looked at everyone and told them in tears how it was forcibly awakened and how it was forced to work without food by the Sang family. It did this in detail.
After hearing its explanation, Song Mian and others were shocked.
It turned out that it was the evil god that was raised by the Sang family to do evil things, and Rong Qing was in trouble because of it. However, thinking about it, this matter cannot be completely blamed on the evil god baby.
After all, it is a baby that has been sleeping for 500 years and has not received any ideological education. It is understandable that it is suddenly awakened and helps do bad things out of instinct.
And Rong Qing... Alas.
Song Mian and the others thought about what they had found out. Rong Qing was involved in animal abuse. In addition to drawing blood and skinning, he also cruelly made living animals into specimens.
Rong Qing did these things for three whole years. They dared not imagine how many animals they had brutally killed during these three years.
It was precisely because their methods were too cruel that the dead animals became vengeful spirits, gradually gathering together to form a new species, the big orange in front of them.
Come to think of it, it's karma.
The evil god baby choked up and told his miserable experience. Then he changed the subject and said angrily, "That's fine. I don't know from whom those people from the Sang family drew two tubes of blood for me to eat. You have no idea how smelly those two tubes of blood were. It was like rotten meat that had been rotting for years. I vomited a lot after eating it, and my body was torn apart. They just wanted to take advantage of my labor for free and then poison me to death. They are really vicious people!"
Song Mian and others' eyelids twitched.
The smell of rotten meat that has been rotting for years...isn't that the smell of Sang Jin?
Thinking of the smell on Sang Jin, everyone's faces changed drastically, and they covered their mouths and gulped several times out of physiological reflex.
The evil god baby floated in front of Sang Wanwan and said aggrievedly: "This is how it happened. I was the victim from beginning to end. I was originally a fragrant evil god, but was tainted by the blood and turned into a stinky evil god."
Song Mian thought of the evil god drinking Sang Jin's blood and then spitting it out, and couldn't help but "gulp" twice, and spoke for it: "This is indeed very tragic."
The others also nodded with pale faces.
The evil god baby looked at Daju and said, "I was sick from vomiting at the time. It was that person from the Sang family who threw me onto you. I was innocent from the beginning to the end."
Sang Wanwan rubbed Daju's head twice and said, "Did you hear the explanation of the evil god baby?"
Daju heard it.
When it heard the evil god say to drink some of the smelly blood, and then thought about the stench that made it vomit life and death, it began to feel a little sympathy for the evil god.
Daju turned his cat face awkwardly and said, "I heard it."
Sang Wanwan fed it and the evil god some dried fish and asked, "Then what? Do you have to apologize if you did something wrong?"
The evil god baby finished the dried fish in his mouth and said, "You were stepping on me all the time."
The big orange snorted, "I am also a victim, meow. I thought you were in the same group as those two-legged beasts, meow. Who told you to keep silent at that time, meow?"
The evil baby said aggrievedly: "You can't just step on me without asking, you stepped on me more than ten times."
Sang Wanwan touched Daju's big head and said, "Did you do something wrong? If you do something wrong, do you have to apologize?"
The big orange thought for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, meow. I was wrong, meow."
The evil god baby said cheerfully, "I accept your apology."
Sang Wanwan praised it: "Very good, Daju is a cat who only knows how to correct his mistakes. He is a good cat."
Being praised by Sang Wanwan, the big orange cat's heart suddenly blossomed with joy, and it tapped the ground with its tail.
Song Mian also said: "Not bad, Daju is a good cat who can correct his mistakes."
Lu Yufei: "Well, you are an excellent cat. I will make you some more fur balls and cat toys later."
Others also praised it.
The big orange cat raised his head high, looking even happier and more proud.
Sang Wanwan is right, there are still many good bipeds in this world. For example, the bipeds in front of me speak so nicely, as if they were covered with sweet honey.
At this moment, it completely forgot that it was these two-legged creatures who didn't believe it was a baby.
When Zhang Yi saw the fat cat being praised, he thought of his black iron sword that had been broken into two pieces, and his heart felt cold.
"Alas," he shook his head and sighed, "Speaking of which, the evil god baby is really pitiful. He was framed by the Sang family and was stepped on by the big orange. It's really... Alas."
Daju's face changed drastically and he glared at Zhang Yi fiercely.
It was this bipedal beast that targeted it from the beginning and even stabbed its neck with a sword when they first met.
Sang Wanwan glanced at Zhang Yi and said, "It's okay. Our Xieshen and Daju are both kind and generous children. It's fine once the misunderstanding is resolved."
The evil baby nodded, and Big Orange also nodded.
Daju thought of something and frowned: "Evil God, you still haven't apologized to me."
The evil baby said confidently, "Why should I apologize to you? I didn't do anything wrong."
The big orange cat was very unhappy when he thought about the evil god calling him ugly. He argued, "You just attacked me and called me ugly."
The evil baby felt that the fat cat was slandering it again, and said angrily: "How could I call you ugly?"
Big Orange: "You call me a fat cat, you are just calling me an ugly cat."
The evil baby was confused: "I didn't scold you, I also hope to eat enough and grow fat."
It was envious and jealous of the fat cat.
Sang Wanwan explained: "The evil god baby is jealous of your sturdy appearance. It also hopes to have a strong and solid body like you."
Daju's eyes lit up slightly, "Really?"
The evil baby hummed and hummed.
"Hahaha meow, hahaha meow." The big orange cat rolled happily on the ground several times.
It said, it is the most beautiful cat in its generation, how could it be ugly?
Sang Wanwan waited until it had finished laughing before she said, "Okay, now the misunderstanding between you has been resolved. You can shake hands and make peace."
The evil baby floated over and got close to the big orange.
Sang Wanwan smiled and said, "In that case, let's talk about your future career planning."
Both Big Orange and the evil baby tilted their heads.
When Song Mian and the others heard Sang Wanwan's words, they instantly perked up and looked a little anxious.
They knew that Sang Wanwan was planning to recruit Daju and Xieshen, and it seemed that the two were very happy to follow Sang Wanwan.
Daju and Xieshen are quite special. If possible, Song Mian and others still hope that they can help the Administration.
Lu Yufei looked at Sang Wanwan and opened her mouth several times, but was still too embarrassed to ask her to hand over Daju and the Evil God to the Administration.
Han Xiuyan was quite open-minded and whispered, "Don't worry about it. Daju and the evil god are very powerful. We can't make them obey us."
Several people were stunned, and then they suddenly realized.
Yes, Daju and Xieshen are only very obedient in front of Sang Wanwan, but they are very arrogant in front of them. Even if Sang Wanwan doesn't recruit them, it won't be the turn of the management bureau.
When people thought about it this way, they suddenly became more open-minded and relieved.
Sang Wanwan took out a bag of fish balls from her backpack and fed them to Daju and Xieshen, saying, "Do you want to eat these delicious foods every day in the future?"
What? Can I eat it every day?
Big Orange was eating fish balls, and Cathead was ordering them crazily.
The evil baby had been hungry for so long, and he was so happy that he finally had a full meal.
After hearing what Sang Wanwan said, it quickly nodded: "Let me think about it."
It wants to eat and eat, eat as much as it can, hoping that one day it will grow up to be as fat as a fat cat, with big ears and a round body.
"In our human world, we need to work to earn money to buy food." Sang Wanwan coaxed, "So, are you willing to follow me and become my employees?"
Daju and Xieshenbao's minds were filled with delicious dried fish and fish balls. They nodded without hesitation: "Yes, yes, we are willing to work and earn money."
Sang Wanwan took out a contract.
Every time she recruited new employees, what she asked them to sign was of course not an ordinary contract, but a magic contract taken out from a copy of a certain magic continent in the main god space.
As long as she signs it, she will never betray her again.
Sang Wanwan opened the contract and said, "Come on, give me a thumbs up."
The big orange one raised its huge paw and pressed it down with a "click". The evil baby ran over happily and threw himself on the contract to make a mark.
Sang Wanwan put the contract away with satisfaction and stuffed it into her bag.
Song Mian looked at her bag with a burning gaze. This bag was the same size as Doraemon's belly.
She shuffled over to the lazy chair and stared down at her bag.
When others saw how easily Sang Wanwan recruited Daju and the Evil God Baby, they were extremely jealous.
Sang Wanwan touched Daju's head and said, "You two are my employees now. I have a clear plan for your future careers. For example, you all know that the end of the human society universe is the system. Therefore, a job with a system is very important."
Daju and the evil baby listened very carefully.
Song Mian and others were stunned when they heard Sang Wanwan's words and stared at her blankly.
Sang Wanwan said: "Although you are all babies, you are all mature and sensible. You know that you have to work to earn a living."
The big orange boy raised his head and chest with a proud look on his face, and the evil god baby echoed him with "hmmmm".
Sang Wanwan was very satisfied with their attitude and continued in a gentle voice: "Next, I will find you a regular job. You must listen to your leaders at work, do more work and talk less, understand?"
Big Orange: “I know, meow!”
Evil God Baby: “I know!”
Sang Wanwan raised her head and looked at Lu Yufei and the others, "I wonder if your administration is short of staff? As long as there is a staffing, they will be under your administration in the future. I guarantee that they will be obedient and work hard."
What?! What did she say?!
Lu Yufei and the others widened their eyes and looked at her in disbelief.
They originally wanted to fight for Daju and Evil God Baby for the Administration, but had just given up. Unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better, and in the end, the two still belonged to the Administration.
Of course the Administration is short of staff, very short of staff, isn't it just two positions? No problem at all.
Not to mention the Administration, as long as Daju and Evil God Baby are willing, the doors of several Xuanmen families will open for them.
As one of the chief disciples of the Qin family, a prominent Xuanmen family, Lu Yufei would be more willing to take Daju and the evil god baby back to the Qin family.
But she knew this was impossible, so she could only resort to the next best thing and recruit them to the Management Bureau.
Anyway, the Qin family and the Administration have a cooperative relationship, and the Qin family can borrow employees from the Administration for future tasks.
Except for Song Mian and Zhang Yi, everyone else's face was filled with joy.
Lu Yufei said with a smile: "It's missing, of course it's missing, there's no problem with the compilation."
Sang Wanwan smiled and nodded, "Okay, I will personally discuss their work and income issues with Deputy Director Lin."
Song Mian's heart was pounding, and she always felt that something was wrong. She looked at the smile on Sang Wanwan's face, and her mind was a little confused.
Sang Wanwan stood up and said, "This is the illusion created by Comrade Daju. Let's take a look around."
The big orange cat stood up, raised his head and chest, and walked in front with a "dong dong dong" sound, leading the way. From time to time, he would introduce which cat villas his fantasy world was mainly inspired by.
A group of people started to stroll around in a mighty manner.
Song Mian was still thinking about what Sang Wanwan had just said.
What's the problem?
Sang Wanwan opened the umbrella and stuffed the bag into her hands, "Here."
Song Mian looked down and was shocked: "!!!"
Oh my God, this is, this is Sang Wanwan’s bag, a bag that can hold an unlimited amount of things.
Song Mian was so excited that her hands trembled slightly, her face was tense, and she held the bag tightly as if she was holding some rare treasure.
Han Xiuyan inadvertently noticed her voice and expression, and a look of confusion flashed across his face.
Ever since Lu Yufei agreed to be assigned to the Daju Unnatural Events Management Bureau, Zhang Yi's face has been drooping listlessly.
From now on, this fat cat will be his colleague. Unfortunately, his black iron sword and his 170 million are gone.
Zhang Yi was thinking about the Black Iron Sword one moment and the 170 million the next. His chest felt cold and he couldn't tell which one he was heartbroken for.
When passing a place, Zhang Yi noticed two objects lying quietly on the ground in front of him.
That was the black iron sword that he would stroke countless times every night before going to sleep, and he even remembered the patterns on the sword clearly.
Zhang Yi rushed forward, fell to his knees with a "thump", holding the broken black iron sword in his hand, and burst into tears out of grief.
on the side.
The people from Group 1 of the Administration looked at Zhang Yi and shook their heads.
Someone sighed and said, "Alas, they say men don't shed tears easily. Such a good sword was broken, no wonder he cried so miserably, if it were me, I would be heartbroken too."
"Who says it's not true? This sword is made from a single piece of thousand-year-old black iron."
"It took the top masters decades, alas."
"What a shame, what a shame, such a precious sword."
…
Zhang Yi listened to the discussion and burst into tears while holding the Black Iron Sword.
Sang Wanwan walked over slowly, holding an umbrella.
She glanced at the sword and said slowly, "The most important thing is that the price of this sword is 170 million."
The others were stunned.
Yes, they all forgot that this sword was sold for a whopping 170 million yuan, and it was a rumor in the metaphysical circle for a long time.
etc.
A sword worth 170 million broke into two pieces on its first use... They were horrified just thinking about it.
Zhang Yihun froze, his mind filled with only 170 million.
At last he howled even more miserably: "My Black Iron Sword, 170 million, a full 170 million."
Everyone: "..."
It can be heard that Zhang Yi cares more about the 170 million rather than the sword itself.
I heard from Group 3 of the Administration that Zhang Yi usually treats the Black Iron Sword as his precious wife and treasure, and will not allow anyone else to touch it.
Now it seems that in the face of 170 million, the wife has to stand aside.
Zhang Yi cried so hard that he was dizzy and kept repeating "one hundred and seventy million" in his mouth.
When his crying gradually stopped, Sang Wanwan said, "If you want to buy a new sword, you can come to me. I guarantee it will be more durable than this black iron sword. Don't worry, it won't cost 170 million, only 100 million, and after-sales service will be free forever."
Zhang Yi: “…”
Two minutes later, everyone continued to stroll around. Zhang Yi followed the crowd in a daze, holding the black iron sword that was broken into two pieces.
The group of people had almost toured the entire fantasy land and were praising Big Orange a lot.
At this moment, everyone happened to walk next to a forest.
Sang Wanwan touched the big orange dog's paw and said, "Okay, it's time for us to go out."
Lu Yufei raised her hand and looked at her watch, and found that it was seven o'clock in the evening. They had been here for several hours.
She nodded: "It's time to go back."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Yufei said "Huh", with a puzzled look on her face, "Did we forget something?"
Everyone else looked at her and shook their heads: "No, I haven't forgotten anything."
Lu Yufei hesitated and said, "Really? But I always feel like I forgot something very important."
At this moment, on the top of the big tree next to the crowd.
Sang Xueruo, Sang's father, Sang Chen, and Qin Ming, all four of them were hanging on the branches of the tree in strange postures.
They are all in bad shape.
Father Sang vomited blood several times in a row and was so weak that he could not speak at all. With his eyes half closed, he looked at the sky through the sparse leaves, recalling his glorious first half of life.
After the pimples on Sang Chen's face exploded, the wounds were burning with pain every minute and every second.
What's worse is that just a minute ago he suddenly found that he couldn't open his mouth, and his lips seemed to be firmly stuck by something.
After the panic, Sang Chen guessed that the punishment had been transferred. In other words, his elder brother would not fart again, and the punishment would be his turn.
Qin Ming was the worst of them all.
After he was slapped away by the big orange cat's claw, the back of his head hit the raised part of the branch when he was hanging on the tree, and he fainted.
Qin Ming didn't know how long he had been unconscious. When he woke up, he found himself lying on a tree branch, and the memories before he fell into coma instantly flooded into his mind.
Thinking of how he was slapped away by the fat cat in front of his team members, he was so angry that his face turned blue and he wished he could chop the fat cat into pieces.
He wanted to get down from the tree, but when he lifted his leg he discovered that his right leg was injured. Every movement was so painful that he broke into a sweat.
Qin Ming's heart sank.
However, the facts told him that there was something even more depressing to come.
Just when he was thinking about how to get down from the tree, he heard faint screams of "Ahhhh" and one or two "Help" in between.
While Qin Ming was in a daze, he saw a mass of something approaching him from far away, and finally hit him heavily with a "bang".
“Crack!”
There was a slight sound, and he heard the sound of bones breaking. Almost at the same time, pain in his right leg spread throughout his body.
Qin Ming passed out from the pain.
When he regained consciousness, he felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on him.
He slowly opened his eyes, only to see a face covered with burnt black scars. The shock of that moment almost made him faint for the third time.
Qin Ming stared at the face for a long time before he recognized that it was the face of his fiancée Sang Xueruo.
At this moment, Sang Xueruo was in a coma.
Qin Ming's face turned red and purple from the pressure.
It was at this time that the three of them heard someone talking under the tree. It was indistinct and difficult to hear clearly.
Sang Chen wanted to cry for help, but he couldn't open his mouth.
Mr. Sang was now so weak that he had difficulty breathing, let alone shouting for help.
Qin Ming turned his head and said, "Help, help... help..."
under the tree.
"Hmm?" Lu Yufei pricked up her ears. "Did you hear any noise? Is someone shouting for help?"
The others shook their heads.
Qin Ming raised his voice: "Help, help, help!"
Sang Wanwan moved the umbrella away and looked at the tree.
The others also looked up, and then they saw four people hanging on the tree in strange postures.
Everyone: “…”
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