Chapter 909： Come to live!

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On charisma, Zhu Minglang is really not at all.

Sure enough, on the side of Tianshu Zhengshen, the **** of swagger has become the "representative", and countless leaders have joined the ranks of **** of swagger, hoping to share a piece of the pie under the leadership of the **** of swagger.

Longzong seems to really suit him.

Sovereign is alone.

And the current situation has also fulfilled this identity. Although he is the first deity, Zhu Minglang cannot form a team of gods and listen to his own orders.

On the one hand, the team leader must be righteous.

Only Zhengshen can see Xuangu species, and only Zhengshen can see Xuangu species.

On the other hand, Zhu Minglang did offend many gods in Tianshu’s righteous **** circle. He did not take the initiative to make friends, and others did not pay attention to it. Kick and swagger, destined to be isolated.

Of course, Zhu Minglang is not completely isolated.

Linghuling and Wu Xiao would definitely be willing to mix with Zhu Minglang, after all, in Longmen, following the demon Zhu Minglang, they didn't have any losses at all.

However, both of them are representatives of gods and need to lead the team personally.

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In recent days, other righteous gods have been mobilizing in various ways, in various groups, and in various factions.

I wish Minglang came down, and ran to the massage parlor every three days. Although the gods of war, Yang Bing, Qin Yesterday, and Li Wangshan all wanted to follow, Zhu Minglang thought it was more convenient to walk the rivers and lakes alone.

The great task is coming from the sky, and I have nothing to do with rain!

Sister Xuan Ge is willing to support, but there are too many gods who have offended her, and she can't help it anymore.

"I wish you guys, the gods are all of a sudden, so we just soak here every day, don't we do something?" Ling Song couldn't help asking.

"Don't be in a hurry, let them deal with it first, the gods are very intrigued, and the gods are fighting against mortals. We just wait for those gods to break the precepts." Zhu Minglang said.

"Oh oh."

"Is there any grapes? Come again, it's not enough to eat." Zhu Minglang said to the blind girl.

"Yes, Xiao Jiang, wash some more grapes." The blind girl said softly to a girl in the courtyard.

The girl responded crisply.

After a while, the little girl was holding a plate of washed grapes and carefully placed it next to Zhu Minglang. She had **** eyes like pearls, and she looked at Zhu Minglang curiously.

"Why just serve a plate, mine?" Ling Song said dissatisfied.

Zhu Minglang saw that the little girl was almost on her cheek, couldn't help but smile, and asked, "Did you just come?"

"Uh, uh, my brother looks good." said the girl named Xiao Jiang.

"How old?"

"Just over twelve years old." Xiao Jiang said.

"It will help you not miss the beauty of this world, and those fingers will not be folded in vain." Zhu Minglang nodded in satisfaction.

"Little Jiang doesn't understand what brother said," said the girl.

Xiao Jiang is very curious about everything, and he is so cute and cute.

"As for mine, at a young age, how can I judge people by their appearance? I also bring a plate of grapes for my brother." Ling Song shouted from the side.

"Okay, Uncle Ling Song."

"..." Ling Song walked back, closed his eyes tightly, and secretly cursed the world for injustice.

After eating grapes, Zhu Minglang left under an umbrella.

The wind rushed in, almost blowing away a small silver fragment left on the grape plate.

Ling Song glanced at it, surprised.

"He gave the money this time!" Ling Song said.

The blind girl asked Xiao Jiang to collect the silver, and her slender hands couldn't help clenching the corners of her clothes.

She couldn't see what Zhu Minglang looked like.

But not long ago, when she finally sneaked out a girl who had not been blinded from Manguo, the blind girl realized something.

Since she is sensible, she has burned incense to worship God.

There is also an incense stand in the store now. The incense has never been cut off. She even insists on praying and praying before going to bed every day...

It’s just that all of what I have done in the past is nowhere near as good as chatting with a special guest.

The blind girl also understands why he didn't pay the money last time.

However, this kindness, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to be a cow and a horse for several lifetimes.

"What's the matter, why are you crying all of a sudden?" Ling Song saw the wetness in Miss Xiu's eyes, and his expression was incomprehensible.

Isn’t it just giving money?

I won’t be so moved. I give money every time I come, and sometimes I give more. However, Miss Xiu doesn’t charge more every time.

"The wind is blowing in your eyes, Young Master Ling, this Young Master Zhu is special, right?"

"Except for being handsome, I didn't think there was anything extraordinary. Of course, maybe we didn't get along for long...Oh, he was quite righteous. I helped him steal things. Something went wrong, and he didn't hesitate to bludgeon him." Ling Song said.

After Ling Song left, Miss Xiu found a piece of paper and a pen.

"Xiao Jiang, don't you know how to draw in ink? Can you draw that young man?" Miss Xiu asked.

"It's okay, but my sister can't see it, and other sisters can't see it. Why do you draw it?"

"Hang it at the incense counter, and we will only worship this **** in the future."

"Huh? Is he a god!" Xiao Jiang said in surprise, his **** eyes flashing.

"Ok."

"Then...then shall we still charge him money in the future?"

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It's raining.

The cyan rain made the entire God Xuan Ge look like a fairyland city in poetry and painting. After Zhu Minglang went to the back of the temple and completed the daily routine of training the dragon, he walked on the wet green steps.

Suddenly, Zhu Minglang felt something and looked up at the sky.

For some reason, Zhu Minglang feels that the Fuchen star that belongs to him has become more and more conspicuousSometimes, I can detect its existence in the daytime.

And, occasionally when I emptied myself, Zhu Minglang would hear some whispering prayers, like a soothing singing in the distance, I couldn't hear exactly what it was, but it made me feel very comfortable.

"It's free."

"Speaking of which, will there be such great wisdom in Xuan Gu species?"

"It's me instead, and seeing this **** Xuan Ge is empty, there are not a few gods guarding it, I will definitely come here to trample on it...

Zhu Minglang is holding an umbrella, talking to himself as he walks.

At this moment, Zhu Minglang glanced at the rainy horizon, and there was a cloud of mist in the hazy and distant mountains, slowly drifting towards the holy cities near the **** Xuan Ge.

Zhu Minglang, in this cyan rain and mist, vaguely saw a strange figure in the mist, being mapped out by his own Fuchen star divine light from above the sky with a dark outline!

I wish Ming Lang the spirit to lift up!

really! !

This mysterious ancient demon possesses great wisdom that perfectly fits himself! !

"Youkai, good come, good come!"

This **** is about to grow mushrooms in this **** city!

I wish Minglang wish you the most wise Xuangu monster!

A little lighter for a while.

"All wake up, all wake up, come to live!"

I wish Ming Lang a more pleasant mood, and rush to wake up the dragon pets in the spiritual realm!