Chapter 1023: Lonely little seven Huang (1)

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"The few people are the people who are at the door of the door? Look at them carrying big bags and small bags, is the door getting rich?"

"Is it impossible? Who doesn't know that the Happy Gate is the poorest sect of the entire Qingtian world. How can it be rich?"

"Oh, whether it is a fortune or not, there must be a spar in the door now. Let’s go back and tell Master to let him go to the gate to collect asylum."

"Right, the Xiaoyao Gate is such a ruined martial art, but it is the subsidiary of our [one sect]. Since there is a spar, how can we not tribute?"

"Hey, let's report this news, maybe we can get some benefits!"

A few people looked at each other and saw the expression of greedy and greedy on the other's face.

Then they flew away in the direction of [return to one].

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This evening, the poor people of the Happy Gate experienced a happy paradise with flesh and stone.

However, after the happy paradise, Yun Ruohan was embarrassed to find a face.

Because, Mu Yan is not easy to earn more than 500 pieces of the next product spar, even by them one day, spent a lot of time.

Yun Ruohan shyly wants to find a hole to drill down, "Little sister, the rest of the spar is still used by you. Don't let everyone mess around, you are not easy to draw..."

Mu Yan did not care to wave her hand. "Nothing, I am very easy to draw. Tonight, I will go and draw a dozen dozens. I will sell it for some spar. Master, you don't have to worry, earn spar. Still quite easy."

Just go again... draw a few... dozens.

If the cloud is cold and the mouth is pumping, holding the spar in his hand, I really don't know if it is frustrating.

Think about the days when they used to be hard, and then think about the spars that the younger sisters can draw casually.

Yun Ruohan feels that as a master, he really should find a hole to drill down.

Mu Yan did not realize the heart of the master. After returning to his house, he went straight into the space and continued to paint.

Just after an hour, a thick stack of painted symbols appeared on her hand.

However, let Mu Yan regret it.

The three-character plaques that were drawn because of the erroneous erroneousness, but there is no way to succeed.

Mu Yan always felt that she had seen a certain sly, but she could not grasp it.

After wasting three sheets of paper, she had to give up.

Who makes the Happy Gate so poor, and there are a large group of guys waiting to feed to feed.

Even if it is a paper and cinnabar, it is not wasted.

Or draw more than one product and two products to make money!

On the grass next to it, Qi Huang was holding her chin to see her paintings. From time to time, she made a few sarcasm. "As with the ghosts, it is not beautiful at all."

"If you paint so much, you can only draw two products. You can't even draw the symbols of Zhang Sanpin. You are more and more stupid."

"There are some good paintings for this kind of garbage symbol. When you master the skills of the four-level theophone, you can naturally draw the most powerful symbols under the sun."

"Jun Muyan, the deity commanded you not to paint the boring painting again, did you hear it?"

Mu Yan squinted with a cold eye. "I see, are you ticking the tickle music package?"

Qihuang's face was a stiff, and he looked at his face and finally stopped chanting.

Mu Yan looked down again for a while, until she had enough 30 pieces of two-character plaques, and twenty sheets of one-character plaques, and then stopped the pen.