Chapter 247 Wanbao Pavilion

"Amitabha, the conversion is completed, and the little monk has done another meritorious deed for the world. It's good!" Wujie folded his hands together, turned around, and performed a Buddha salute to everyone, quite a master style. I thought this guy just killed the demon and eliminated the demon.

At the same time, the image of Fatty has also changed greatly in the hearts of everyone. This Fatty is very violent!

Seeing Xiao Han's posture like a local tyrant, Wujie's small eyes also lit up instantly, and then he followed up.

Wujie pouted and said: "His grandma, you don't call, how can Grandpa Buddha be angry? You kid, not only cowardly, but also stupid, no, no, you are not thorough enough, Grandpa Buddha has to continue to save. You, Amitabha, I will fight!"

Everyone also rolled their eyes at Wujie, you darn, if you are saved again, that person is probably going to be beaten into dementia by you.

Everyone: "..."

At this moment, Pengcheng had been beaten so badly that he naturally had no face to stay any longer, and left the inn in a state of confusion.

"That's what you said!" Mo Yin said with a smile on her pretty face.

"Brother Xiao Han, there are still a few days before the prediction conference. I know that there is a Wanbao Pavilion in the City of Destiny. There are many rare treasures in it. Are you interested in going shopping together?" said with a smile.

After a long time, in the inn, the live broadcast of the fat monk's live violence just stopped.

"Master Wujie, haven't you finished the transformation yet?" On the side, Xiao Han said with a smile. At this moment, Pengcheng, who was wrapped in a cassock, has been beaten into a pig's head. , From the beginning to the end, there is no chance to make a shot, which is really sad.

Xiao Han laughed and shook his head, this fat fat man.

Wujie's technique is extremely professional. After a while, Pengcheng's head was shaved, and it was shiny.

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"That, Brother Xiao Han, ask beforehand, do you have money? You know, Xiao Seng is a monk, and his money is tight, hehe..." Wujie came over again, and stretched out his hand towards Xiao Han, hehe said , looks a bit obscene.

"Grandpa Buddha, I didn't speak, why are you hitting me?" Pengcheng was about to cry, but he didn't make a sound, yet he hit me?

After another long snort, Wujie just stopped.

Where is Pengcheng now as arrogant and indomitable as before? He was lying on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face. He didn't even dare to breathe a single breath. Now, the more you shout, the harder the fat monk starts, so it is wise not to make a sound.

"Let's go, Brother Xiao Han, all the good things are in there!" Wujie's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly urged, he couldn't wait, and now that he has a local tyrant brother, he has to go in and be cool no matter what.

After finishing speaking, Wujie turned around and looked at Pengcheng, who didn't even dare to take a breath on the ground, he rolled up his sleeves, picked up a pair of smelly shoes, and went up to be beaten again, scolding and beating, saying: "He Grandma, Grandpa Buddha thought you were so powerful, why don't you dare to speak up now?

"It's really luxurious!" Outside the Wanbao Pavilion, Xiao Han looked at the magnificent and luxurious Wanbao Pavilion in front of him, and couldn't help but smack his tongue in praise. This is just the outside, presumably the inside is more luxurious.

"Coward, when did Grandpa Buddha say he was going to kill you?" Wujie pouted and glanced at Pengcheng with contempt, and then his razor stretched towards Pengcheng's head.

After speaking, Wujie started smoking again, lifted up his shoes, and threw at Pengcheng 360 degrees without dead ends. That scene was unbearable to watch, unbearable to watch.

"Brother Xiao Han, don't worry, Duhua, there is only one last step left." Wujie turned around and smiled at Xiao Han. That smile was somewhat meaningful, and it was probably something bad.

"Okay, take refuge in my Buddha in the future, and be a good person. Let's go." With a move, Wujie took back the cassock, and Pengcheng finally got rid of the shackles.

Then, under the stunned expressions of everyone, Wujie began to shave Pengcheng on the spot. Of course, to put it more informally, he shaved Pengcheng's hair completely.

At this moment, although Wujie stopped, but looking at his eyes rolling around, it seems that he is still ready to do something.

Seeing this, everyone was a little dumbfounded, but after seeing the shiny head of Pengcheng on the ground, everyone burst into laughter without realizing it. The scene is not always seen.

Because of this, no one dares to make trouble here, and even if they trade here for precious treasures, no one dares to loot here.

"Let's go." Xiao Han smiled, then took the magic sound and walked in slowly...

However, on the side, everyone has not recovered for a long time. The live broadcast of the violence of the fat monk just now left a very deep impression on them, and that impression can be said to be indelible.

"Of course." Xiao Han smiled, then took Moyin's slender hand and walked outside the inn. For shopping, Xiao Han can confidently say that he doesn't have much else, but he has a lot of money.

"Don't worry, I'll ask!" Seeing this, Xiao Han was a little confused, then he looked at the magic sound beside him, and said with a smile, "I've known you for so long, and I haven't given you a decent gift. Go to Wanbao Pavilion, you can choose whatever you want!"

Finally, Wujie took out another razor, he walked to Pengcheng and squatted down, shaking the shiny razor in his hand, with a wicked smile.

"Brother and sister, do you feel relieved? If not, the little monk will go and catch the kid back and transform it again." Wujie walked over and said with a smile to the magic voice.

It is the largest auction house in the City of Destiny. Here, rare treasures from all over the southern region are auctioned every day. The treasures are precious and extremely attractive, so the traffic is huge, and many passers-by will go here to join in the fun. The auction of treasures, the Wanbao Pavilion is absolutely full.

Hearing the words, Mo Yin smiled without realizing it, and Wu Xiao Han glanced at each other and felt amused, this fat fat man.

"Million Treasure Pavilion?" Hearing this, Xiao Han raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes.

The magic voice on the side couldn't help but smile, and now she suddenly realized that although this fat fat man is a little shameless, he is quite interesting, and it is no wonder that an interesting person will become Xiao Han's friend, after all, that guy is also a Bohemian.

There are three gates at the main entrance of Wanbao Pavilion. There is an endless stream of guests. There are guards outside, and the most powerful guards at the Low Level are also 1-Star Dou Venerable powerhouses. It can be seen how powerful the forces behind this Wanbao Pavilion are.

"Grandpa Buddha, don't kill me!" Seeing this, Pengcheng panicked and begged for mercy with a look of fear.

Wanbao Court.

Soon, the three of Xiao Han came to the Wanbao Pavilion. It was an extremely luxurious and grand building, covering an area that could not be reached at a glance. A loft stood in the magnificent manor, which was magnificent and majestic. .