Chapter 1705：

The headed girl in a western cowboy costume looked around, looking at the messy land, and yelled in amazement.

She has short golden hair that is as bright as the sun, and bright eyes like rubies. She wears a little felt hat on her head, and looks like a rather chic bounty hunter.

"It seems that this piece of land needs an excellent land developer to redevelop the city's planning."

It was a female fox orc next to the girl, dressed in high-end office dress, wearing a pair of gold frame glasses, playing with two golden balls, and nine pink tails dancing casually behind her. A shrewd look flashed in the middle, as if he looked like a black-hearted businessman.

"You think so, president?" The fox orc looked at the blonde girl with a smile.

"Eh? I don't understand those things about developing land or something." The girl scratched her head, "It's fine for you to tell the person in charge of Zuan at that time. I just come over and see who took the brain of God. Yes. I want to buy it if I can."

"Huh?"

The fox orc looked at the girl in confusion, and asked: "I remember that the president always spent so much money. Is it possible that the president, without me knowing, what kind of QP rewards will be used for the dungeon?"

"No, my QP still maintains the number of 998." The girl said.

The fox orc asked suspiciously: "Then where does your money come from?"

"Isn't your money my money?" the girl asked suspiciously.

"..."

In an instant, the face of the fox orc froze: "Difficult, can it be said that this is the reason why the president pulled me over?"

"Of course, otherwise, where did I get the money to buy the brain of the gods?" the girl asked back.

The face of the fox orc became more stiff. Although he knew the nature of this guy a long time ago, he was treated as an ATM teller machine... Sure enough, I regretted coming over.

"Um, senior. You called me over, wouldn't it be here to pull these things?"

A voice of dissatisfaction sounded in his ears, and the fox orc turned his head and saw a girl pulling a large truck.

"Of course, because Zu'an City has just gone through wars and lack of supplies, this is a great opportunity to slam a bamboo pole hard."

The fox orc showed a pleasant smile on his face and asked: "Don't you feel happy when you hear the sound of money coming in?"

"I'm not happy at all, because it's me who has always been a coolie. Moreover, I was lazy here at the beginning. If the president knows about it, do you think about how to explain it?"

Hearing that, the leading blond girl turned her head, looked at her doubtfully, and asked: "I already knew it, why don't you explain it to me?"

"Ah, I'm not talking about you!"

"Is that so?" The blonde girl's bright red eyes looked at her suspiciously, and then saw a very beautiful butterfly flying over the grass in front of her, her eyes lit up, "Look, it's a butterfly!"

Afterwards, she chased up.

The fox orc glanced at the blond girl who was chasing butterflies like a child, then turned to look at the coolie girl, and said with a smile: "They won't come, as long as you don't tell me, how can the president know?"

"I will report it."

"No? Senior is so kind to take you on paid vacation, you actually want to report me? Be careful Senior wears small shoes for you, small killing courtyard." The fox orc said with a smile.

"Even so, I have to report it. My loyalty to the chairman is unchanged." Demon Bodhisattva patted his chest and said very seriously.

"Don't you know, the small killing courtyard?"

"What?" the Demon Bodhisattva asked.

"This world, there are vampires, humans, fairies, orcs, and ultra-ancient relics. The flavors of those men can't be tasted in reality." The fox orcs looked at the Demon Bodhisattva with a smile.

"You, what do you mean, senior?" Demon Bodhisattva stared at the fox orc.

"I'll give you a discount if the things sell well. Then you can taste how you want. So, how about helping seniors? How about not giving a small report to the president?" The fox orc's tail stretched out. When he arrived in front of the Demon Bodhisattva, the tip of the tail hooked the Demon Bodhisattva's chin, as if teasing her, "How about the seniors who will teach some little knowledge unique to Middle-earth?"

"I, I understand, senior. I won't say it. Please be sure to pass on those little knowledge to me, senior." The Demon Bodhisattva is full of sincerity, and even has full motivation to pull the truck.

"But, even if I don't give a small report, someone will fight, right?" Demon Bodhisattva looked at the fox orc, "The two seniors who didn't deal with the seniors seem to have come in."

"Huh. The self-righteous no-brain scholar and the stinky kid who sells their souls are nothing to worry about. Moreover, compared to this," the fox orc man looked at the devil bodhisattva jokingly, "The stinky kid you love so much seems to be too It's coming in."

"It's obviously a Chaldean matter, but the seniors know so clearly, why is this?" The demon-natured Bodhisattva's eyes fell cold.

"Why?" the fox orc asked with a smile.

Gee.

I don't like this senior a little bit.

Demon Bodhisattva thought.

"Hey! What are you doing? Come here! I caught the butterfly, it is still colorful, I can barely show it to you!" The blonde girl beckoned and called in the front.

"Yes, yes, here it is, President."

The fox orc rode over, and the blonde girl spread her hands with a bright smile, revealing the colorful butterfly she had caught.

"It's really beautiful." The fox orc said with a smile.

"Isn't it pretty? Did you read it? So give it to me—"

The blond girl stretched out her hand to the fox orc.

"What?" the fox orc asked blankly.

"One hundred thousand QP. Look once, one hundred thousand QP, do you want to go wrong? If you fail, I will kill you." The blonde girl said with a smile on her face.

The fox orc's smiling face suddenly froze.

...

Chaldea.

"What are you doing again, Morrigan?" Looking at Morrigan who was packing, Kazurako put away the book in her hand and asked.

"I'm going to the South American junction."

Morrigan replied to Mustard Hinako while packing her clothes into the suitcase.

It's really hard to see.

Looking at the suitcase that Morrigan was squeezed like a big bun, and looking at the mess of clothes, the Lanling King couldn’t help but said, "Master Morrigan, if you don’t mind, Let me help you pack up your baggage."

"Eh? Is that so? I beg you, Chang Gong." Molly scratched the back of her head and said embarrassingly, "I don't know how to organize my luggage."

"It's not just that you can't sort it out? It's just getting more and more messy. If this is placed in our middle earth, which son will come to you to propose to you?" Musta Hinako said sarcastically.

"Mmm. Can't you praise me a little bit good?" Morrigan asked aggrievedly.