After becoming a fairy, Blue Star's hometown contacted me

Chapter 37 The pavilion master thought it was worth ten thousand gold?
"What, the navigator wants to fight a profiteer to the end?"

Zhang Baike was stunned, clutching his greasy hair with both hands, he woke up completely.

Something is going to happen to Nima.

Is the navigator so hot-tempered?
Young people just can't hold their breath.

How to do how to do?
Zhang Baike's thoughts changed sharply, but he couldn't think of any solution for a while.

"arms."

"What is the strongest weapon in our hands?"

Yang Youyou asked calmly with a solemn expression.

The only way she can think of right now is to strengthen the navigator's force.

"Grenade, bazooka?"

Zhang Baike hesitated, not sure if Yang Youyou's plan was feasible.That's the world of cultivating immortals, and the ghost knows what the practitioners in that world will do.

Although grenades and bazookas are not low in power, if there is a conflict, will the navigator have a chance to use these weapons?

Even if you use it, can you guarantee your own safety?

"bring here."

Without any hesitation, Yang Youyou ordered decisively.

Zhang Baike:
After a short silence, Zhang Baike sighed.If there is no limit to chatting, there may be many ways to persuade the navigator.

But in the case of blocked communication, there seems to be no other better way.

Zhang Baibai turned around and hurriedly ran towards the arsenal.

At the same time, changes have taken place in the Destiny Pavilion.

Wisps of fairy light appeared out of thin air, like strips of colored light, and like clouds and smoke gathering, rendering this open space like a fairyland.

"Come on."

Seeing this vision, the surrounding guests immediately cheered up.

This is the vision that Wu Miaoxuan will inevitably produce every time she appears on the stage.

"Welcome to the Pavilion Master's arrival."

The waitresses on the first floor bent their knees and bowed their heads, put their hands flat on their stomachs, and shouted respectfully.

Their voices are soft, sweet, or seductive.

But at the moment it seems very unified.

The atmosphere instantly became solemn and solemn.

In such an atmosphere, an incomparably gorgeous silver-white chariot slowly descended from upstairs.

The dome has a white gauze curtain hanging down.

The walking chariot comes with special effects of a gentle breeze, which makes the curtains sway slightly and rhythmically.

In the chariot, Wu Miaoxuan wore a beautiful and gorgeous silver hair crown, and sat kneeling on it, her posture was upright, solemn, holy and elegant like a goddess.

Seeing this, the guests in the store all looked solemn, cautious and respectful.

"Welcome to the master of the pavilion."

They stood up almost at the same time, and bowed to Wu Miaoxuan to show their respect.Only Liu Xianduan sat at the table without any response.

"Everyone, Gui'an."

Behind the light veil, the corners of Wu Miaoxuan's beautiful face full of intellectual temperament are slightly raised, and her eyes are as bright as morning stars.

The red lips parted slightly, and the graceful voice spread throughout the lobby.

Wu Miaoxuan's eyes swept over everyone, and she was in a great mood.

This is all small money.

"Here."

The guests relaxed after receiving Wu Miaoxuan's order.

Wu Miaoxuan's eyes finally fell on Liu Xian.

In an instant, Wu Miaoxuan's pupils constricted, her beautiful face turned pale.

Heck!
The magnificence of luck covers the sky and the sun!

The endless luck turned into a vast sea of ​​clouds, with no end in sight.

The brilliance of fate reflects the starry sky!

It is said that the scorching sun hangs over the sea of ​​luck, emitting immeasurable golden light, which makes people unable to see.

With just a quick glance, Wu Miaoxuan's eyes were red and tears were streaming down her face.

Too dazzling.

The light of destiny is like a brilliant sun!
Wu Miaoxuan was silent.

It's not like she hasn't seen such an earth-shattering scene before.

Great Summer Emperor.

Unnamed master.

There is no such thing as weather.

But there shouldn't be such an existence in southern Xinjiang.

There are only a few saints in the whole world.

How could there be a saint in Little Southern Border?
It doesn't make sense.

"Pavilion Master, it is this lunatic who intends to disrupt the order of my Destiny Pavilion."

The waitress who left angrily before held her head high, cast a sideways glance at Liu Xian arrogantly, and said bad things unceremoniously.

Wu Miaoxuan:
The Pavilion Master must have heard wrong.

Liu Xian looked at the waitress with a smile, wanting to laugh twice.

It's really fun.

Is this a backlash?

"Pavilion Master, this lunatic not only disrupts the order of my Heavenly Mandate Pavilion, but also tries to eat the king's meal. It is really hateful."

Seeing Liu Xian's fearless appearance, the waitress became even more disgusted, and continued to accuse Liu Xian of crimes.

Liu Xian remained unmoved, and even picked up the exquisite teacup to taste the spiritual tea from Tianming Pavilion.

One thing to say, it's really not worth it.

The taste of this thing is similar to that of tea with a crystal coin and a catty in the hands of shopkeeper Zhang.

Can't say there is no difference, just the same.

For this thing, Tianming Pavilion dares to sell a hundred crystal coins!
Liu Xian shook his head slightly.

It's too dark.

Wu Miaoxuan:
The master of the pavilion is numb.

This is playing my cabinet master.

It must be so.

Wu Miaoxuan wanted to cry but had no tears, and was even at a loss for what to do.

Holy man.

Not to mention my small stature, even in the most powerful period of Tianming Pavilion, if everyone casts spells together, I'm afraid it may not be able to hurt a single hair of the saint.

Don't say that he came here to eat Bawang's meal on purpose, even if he raped the pavilion master, what else can the pavilion master do.

He is just a weak and helpless fortune teller.

Wu Miaoxuan's thoughts were spinning, and she suddenly thought of what the waitress said earlier.

She didn't dare to look directly at Liu Xian, so she pretended to be calm and said: "Bring this young master's words."

Hearing this, the waitress raised a smug smile on her lips, and gave Liu Xian a hard look, as if to say that you are dead, brat.

"Here."

The waitress should be respectful and send the word.

Unfolding the paper, Wu Miaoxuan's pupils contracted to a point, and her graceful and mature body couldn't help but tremble.

A simple horizontal line.

At this moment, it was like a sharp blade that opened up the world, destroying everything.

Pure destruction!
With just one glance, Wu Miaoxuan felt the fear of walking on the verge of life and death.

It was a pure destructive aura that she had never seen before, and she couldn't even imagine.

An almost impossible aura of destruction.

"Hiss, the demon gods of destruction in ancient times didn't have such a pure destructive aura."

Wu Miaoxuan's hands trembled, letting the paper slip from her hands, trembling.

so horrible.

Practice is to cultivate the mind.

Dao rhyme is like a person.

A person with such a pure destructive aura must be an extremely terrifying devil.

After being offended by such a terrifying monster, Wu Miaoxuan felt that maybe she should prepare her last words and build herself a more ornate tomb where all the money can be safely buried.

If there is still time.

Since Wu Miaoxuan came, all the guests in the store have been paying attention to Wu Miaoxuan's every move.

Although separated by a light veil, people could still vaguely see Wu Miaoxuan's movements.

At this moment, people shook their heads slightly.

It's over for this kid, let's see how angry the Pavilion Master is.

But it's normal, who doesn't know that the Pavilion Master loves money like his life.

A piece of paper, ten thousand gold.

Isn't this taking the life of the Pavilion Master?

Look, the Pavilion Master is trembling with anger.

Liu Xian saw everything about Wu Miaoxuan, and was very satisfied to see that she was completely frightened.

To deal with unscrupulous businessmen, they cannot be taken advantage of.

Liu Xian teased: "Does the pavilion master think that my word is worth ten thousand gold?"

Everyone: .
This kid is really not afraid of death, and he is still provoking the Lord Pavilion Master at this time, is he really not afraid that the Lord Pavilion Master will make his life worse than death, and ask for death?

The Pavilion Master is an unpredictable fortune teller.

(End of this chapter)