Soon, the loud crying of the Orange Chief collapsed and spread throughout the forest.
That cry was so terrifying and loud...
The white leader, who was using the toilet in the bushes, felt his legs go weak and fell onto the warm ground.
Chief Bai lowered his head in astonishment, his eyes gradually turning to the thing he was sitting on.
A moment later, a shrill howl was heard.
The howling and crying filled the forest with a strange atmosphere.
For a while, all the races hid in their own tribes and dared not go out.
Chief Bai cleaned the dirt off his butt while cursing, and rushed angrily towards the place where the crying came from.
When he arrived at the destination, he didn't even see who was crying. He took off the slippers he bought in the mall and hit the crying person on the back of the head.
Han Biao saw it, but he did not stop it because the high priest did not ask him to protect the monster tribe, so whether he was injured or not had nothing to do with him.
Then the slipper hit the back of the Orange Chief's head firmly.
The crying stopped abruptly, and was replaced by violent roars.
"Who!? Which bastard!"
He looked at the thing on the ground angrily and was surprised to find that it was a pair of slippers.
This kind of slippers is only sold in Boss Xiao Zhang’s shopping mall.
So the person who attacked him must have been to the mall, and he might even know where the mall is now.
After figuring it out, he was no longer angry, but looked eagerly at the target that hit him.
"Hey, Lao Bai, why are you here?"
In a blink of an eye, it was Chief Bai.
This guy was the first to discover the mall, so he must know where it is now.
Ignoring the pain, the Orange Chief suddenly jumped up from the ground, holding his slippers in one hand, and rushed to the White Chief.
Grabbing his shoulders tightly, she said, "Where is the mall?!"
The white leader bared his teeth and said, "Let me go!"
He actually didn't need to say this, because the moment the Orange Leader grabbed his shoulders, he had already gotten close to him, then suddenly let go and took several steps back.
Pinching his nose, he said in a muffled voice, "Old White, what's that smell on you?"
He looked disgusted, it was so smelly.
It smells pretty much the same as it did before.
He can't go back to the time when he was used to the stench.
The white chief's face turned black on the spot. When he thought about how he became smelly, his fists clenched.
He cursed angrily, "How dare you look down on me? If it weren't for you, would I have become so stinky!?"
The Orange Chief raised an eyebrow curiously, "What do you mean?"
Chief White didn't want to talk about such an embarrassing thing, so he glared at Chief Orange and changed the subject.
"Boss Zhang's shopping mall is located in front of the Prophet Tribe of the Demon Tribe."
Immediately, Chief Bai frowned and looked at the Ba tribe leader who was grinning foolishly beside him.
"Ba tribe?"
He was obviously asking Chief Orange this question.
Chief Orange nodded helplessly: "Yes, Han Biao, the leader of the fierce tribe of the Ba clan."
Chief Bai muttered quietly, "Why do you look like the idiot next door?"
Han Biao heard it, but he didn't know what Ershazi was, so he didn't react.
The Orange Chief nodded in agreement: "Yes, that's what an idiot is."
At this moment, Chief White and Chief Orange finally found a sense of tacit understanding as they were both members of the same Wu clan.
They looked at each other, their eyes showing understanding.
"Okay, take him there quickly, Boss Zhang is still waiting."
Chief Bai brushed the dust off his skirt and turned away in a leisurely manner.
The Orange Chief glanced at the silly Ba Chief, and reluctantly took him with him to continue on his journey.
.....
The shopping mall was moved in front of the Xi Tribe’s Prophet Tribe, which made the Xi Tribe very happy.
When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I do is to go shopping in the mall. It doesn’t matter whether I make a transaction or not, the important thing is to take a stroll in the mall.
The leader of the Xi tribe is cheerful every day and is interested in everything he sees.
He has already traded many things with Zhang Yuan.
There are all kinds of magic weapons.
Zhang Yuan made a fortune from him.
"007, how's it going? Did anyone buy the stuff I put up?"
As soon as Zhang Yuan opened his eyes, the thing he was most concerned about was whether the things he had posted on the system's free trading mall in the past few days had been sold.
"Come on, host, can't you just open the Free Trade Mall and take a look? You're asking me everything. Am I asking a million questions?"
Zhang Yuan: ...
"Can you please stop pushing me? I want to talk to you for a few more words, what's wrong?"
Zhang Yuan didn't want to admit that he was too lazy to open the system's free trading mall.
Besides...he actually didn't really want to see the Free Trade Mall.
Because there were so many things in it, he was very interested.
But the problem is that he doesn’t have enough points to buy it, so he can only satisfy his visual curiosity. This kind of thing is too torturous for him.
007 sighed and chose to answer Zhang Yuan.
Forget it, his uncle dotes on his father.
[Host, it hasn't been sold yet. You just put it up yesterday, how could it possibly sell so quickly?!]
It really gave in.
After thinking about it, 007 added another sentence.
[However, the red umbrella given by the leader of the Yanzhi Tribe of the Chimei Clan has already been auctioned off for 23.12 million credits. It is estimated that it will be sold for over 50 million credits by the closing time.]
Zhang Yuan took a deep breath and no longer cared about whether he could enjoy the sight or not.
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