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An angry and unruly woman sounded, and her words were insulting.

Such words, let the eye of heavy building immediately become icy and matchless directly.

"You stinking trash."

"The deaf? Don't you understand what I'm saying? "

The unruly hostess sounded again.

Chonglou and others saw who the woman was.

This woman is also very beautiful. She looks forward and backward. Her eyes are really touching.

As for her dress, it can only be described by one gorgeous word.

It has to be said that this woman is a charm man's best.

It's just that.

Her tone is a little hard to accept.

However, the appearance of this woman made the Deacon's face change.

"This little brother."

"Look, you spend a lot here."

"I warn you."

"The woman's name is Yinghui. She is the woman who admonishes the young Lord of jienan city."

"You can't afford it."

"Give her this ice silk palace skirt."

The deacon of zhenbaolou chamber of Commerce in jienancheng immediately warned.

Chonglou entered the chamber of Commerce of zhenbaolou and bought a lot of things.

And also sold a batch of pills.

For the deacons of zhenbaolou chamber of Commerce, they also have some good feelings for Chonglou.

The deacon of zhenbaolou opened his mouth. This woman named Yinghui raised her head with a haughty face.

That attitude is a proud peacock.

Looking at the look of Chonglou, he looked disdainful.

"Thank you very much for your kindness."

"It's just that I like this ice silk palace skirt, too."

Chonglou said with a slightly cold face.

In the southern city of this commandment, he is the most powerful one. He is a warrior of about seven levels in Tianxuan realm.

If Chonglou should not be wrong, it should be the Lord of jienan city.

This kind of strength is not the opponent of scar Miao lieqing.

Therefore, Chonglou is not afraid of Yinghui, no matter whether she is a woman who admonishes the young city master of Nancheng or not.

Yinghui thinks that Chonglou will be scared to death when she knows her identity.

But what Yinghui didn't think of.

Chonglou, instead of piss off, holds the ice silk palace skirt in his hand.

When Chonglou was in Beiyan City, he exchanged millions of xuanjing stones.

One hundred thousand basaltic crystals, together with the storage bag, were thrown to the deacon of the treasure house.

"This is one hundred thousand xuanjingshi. The Deacon should check it."

"Since I bought this ice silk palace skirt first, it's mine."

Chonglou said with a smile.

Chonglou paid xuanjingshi directly, and took the ice silk palace skirt in his hand.

Yinghui, the woman who admonished the young Lord of the South City, was naturally very angry.

"Stinking rubbish, you should rob me. You want to die!"

Yinghui looks angry.

"Give it to me and kill them!"

Yinghui said to the bodyguard with a furious face.

"Scar meow, don't do it."

Chonglou saw scar meow with a murderous look on his face.

Chonglou mouth obstruction, lie Qing a face depressed, after all, hear scar meow three words but a little unhappy.

Although not happy, it still held back.

Most of the guards around Yinghui are junxuan.

The eight martial artists, who play the triple role of junxuan realm, face each other directly with their swords.

But at the moment when eight people rushed to the tower.

A tremor of the pulsation of the earth swept over eight people.

Eight people, let out a scream. He fell to the ground and twitched.

Seeing such a strange scene, Yinghui turned pale with fright.

"Go away!"

It's a blast.

Yinghui, who is so scared that she looks pale, runs away and goes to find her man.