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830. Lucky Saint

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    "Is it so exaggerated?" Chunhe, who had been watching Wujiu's performance, couldn't help but asked in surprise, "Are you treating everyone as fools?"

    "Thank you, Chairman Wujiu!"

    "I buy it! I want to buy it!"

    "Chairman Wujiu is too conscientious in doing business!"

    A black line appeared on Chunhe's head, it was nothing.

    But regardless of whether these foreign warrior monks were genuine or fake, He Ancheng's goal was achieved, and the foreign warrior monks were deceived into paying.

    However, the progress of helping Amulin, Lin Xianer and Zhaocai break through the realm is not so smooth. After all, how can it be so easy to help others break through the holy realm?  In particular, none of Amulin, Lin Xianer and Zhaocai are normal people. Amulin is the key, and Lin Xianer is an elf who recruits wealth and cultivates luck.

    On this day, the Eastern Barren Sage Alliance, the Southern Barbarian Alliance, Duobao Pavilion, Black Market Xianghui Tower, Qingyun Temple, and Yiye Temple sat together to discuss the demon An Zuo.

    Everyone came up and criticized He An, "What the hell? Isn't this just a free prostitution?"

    "Anyway, I want to express my attitude to Qingyun Temple. If you are willing to lick He An's smelly feet, go ahead and lick them. Anyway, we at Qingyun Temple don't know how to do it!"

    "Our black market, Xianghui Tower, will not get involved in this matter!"

    "besides¡­¡­"

    Suddenly, everyone's words were interrupted, because Chunhe walked in calmly with hands on his back.

    Several forces looked at Chunhe who was alone, and felt their hearts beating crazily. If Chunhe was captured, the whole of He'an would be theirs, right?

    But as soon as this thought came into my mind, a sense of crisis emerged like a pinprick.

    Everyone suppressed the restlessness in their hearts and must not confront Chunhe's opponents. Not to mention the many saints from He'an who would be secretly guarding him, there were also dogs from He'an City among the many people present.

    "I wonder what everyone is discussing?" Chunhe looked at everyone with a smile.

    No one answered.

    Chunhe called by name, "Fellow Yuan Yin, can you help Amulin and the others?"

    ?????????????? Yuan Yin doesn¡¯t want to help. After all, he got all the information about Yun Mengze¡¯s third Mengnan Hunyuan space key. In the end, he didn¡¯t get even a dime of benefit. What a waste of help!

    "Chunhe City Lord, I'm not even a saint, I can't do anything." Yuan Yin declined tactfully.

    Chunhe smiled and said, "It's okay. I heard that Yiye Temple has the 'Spring Breeze Great Compassion Mantra', which can increase the vitality of all things, and you happen to be a great practitioner?"

    Yuan Yin suddenly looked at Wei Man, who was half-hidden behind Saint Yuan Xiu, "Damn it, you sold me out!"

    He sent a message to Weiman.

    Weiman replied calmly, "It's not a secret, just make some money."

    The vowel sounds like swearing.

    "Chairman Lin, come out and let Fellow Taoist Vowel Yin help you." Chun He's words rang out before Yuan Yin could curse.

    The next moment, ripples appeared in the space, and Lin Xianer appeared with a holy light.

    At this time, Lin Xian'er's energy and blood were surging, and she was surrounded by great avenues. The aura she exuded inadvertently made some saints feel horrified. Has this elf reached the final step?

    "I've met the city lord." Lin Xian'er saluted respectfully to Chun He, and then naturally stood on Chun He's side, half a body behind Chun He.

    The many saints who have been paying attention here all raised their eyebrows. Their eyes looking at Chunhe were full of hidden fear. Chunhe's power in He'an was really unbreakable.

    "Fellow Yuan Yin, come and help Chairman Lin." Chun He said to Yuan Yin.

    Yuan Yin was in a dilemma. He didn't want to help Lin Xian'er, but he didn't dare to reject Chun He directly. After thinking for a moment, he weighed his tone and said, "City Lord Chun He, although the Spring Breeze Great Compassion Mantra can increase the vitality of all things and help people overcome obstacles, this power  The Dharma is extremely overbearing, so we need to use the power of spring thunder. I think Chairman Lin is practicing life-related exercises. His body is not strong, and the spring thunder is fierce. I am afraid that Chairman Lin will be hurt and it will be a disservice"

    "After helping Chairman Lin, I will let you Yiye Temple go first when we find the third Mengnan Hunyuan space key." Chunhe said calmly.

    The momentum of the vowels suddenly rose, and the words were sonorous, "Crush the darkness with thunder!"

    With that said, he started to run the Spring Breeze Great Compassion Mantra, "Come on, Chairman Lin, I'm ready!"

    Everyone present is full of contempt for vowels, this realistic piece of shit!

    "Chunhe City Lord, let me tell you the truth, I also practice life-related skills, and I can definitely help Chairman Lin!"

    "Chunhe City Lord, I think I can give it a try."

    ????????????????????????"Congratulations to the fortune-seeking saint! The black market Xianghui Tower will give you 500 Yaosiya first-grade demon hearts and 150 Sanwudao Yindinglingling pills"

    Before Yu Ping could finish being shocked, a louder voice than Duobao Pavilion resounded, Black Market Xianghui Tower!

    The voices of Duobao Pavilion and Black Market Xianghui Tower completely silenced all the saints present. The saints who were originally hesitant to send some congratulatory gifts no longer hesitated at this time.

    So, "Taoist Qingshan sent ten strands of azure gold threads to congratulate Mr. Zhaocai on becoming a saint!"

    "Yunshu sent Mu Zheng to give the Lucky Saint three pounds of blue blood and cold gold!"

    "Alas" Yuan Xiu sighed deeply in his heart, and then shouted, "Qingyun Temple sends twenty stalks of Perilla Dihun Grass to congratulate the fortune-seeking saint!"

    Yuan Xiu compromised. There was nothing he could do if he didn't compromise. After all, he was surrounded by a bunch of pig teammates.

    But in fact, others saw that Qingyun Temple was also a pig teammate. Previously, Qingyun Temple came to thirteen saints in one breath, and thought they would make a big splash.  Zhongzhou forces, bah!  If all the forces in Zhongzhou behave like this, then

    Zhaocai accepted all the gifts with a smile, and then said that he would hold a banquet in Mingyue Tower to entertain all the saints.

    No one refuses, how can you easily refuse the invitation of the Saint of Luck?

    But you won¡¯t get another gift when you go to dinner, right?

    Um, probably not, right?

    "Although I really don't want to disturb everyone's enjoyment, fellow Taoist Amulin is still waiting. I wonder who among you is willing to help?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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