Chapter 4813

Dugu Ling took a long time to talk and said, "didn't we say that. After three days of trial use, buy permanent beauty elixir, that's two hundred in case. "

"That's the price then." The tree glanced at him coldly. "Now the price has gone up!"

Dugu Ling then asked carefully, "how much is it now, little Qiao?"

"Ten million."

"Why don't I depend on you to rob you?!" Dugu Ling's face was so confused that he couldn't speak. Instead, the Dwarf Winter Melon with a purple gold hammer beside him roared.

The arbor looks at them expressionless, "so is the market price."

"Now the whole capital knows that Qiao Qiao brand beauty pill can guarantee quality and quantity for a hundred years."

"How many people are scrambling to buy, and the price has risen to about eight million."

Dugu Ling:

"Then why should I add another two million?"

The little princess took a look at him and said impatiently, "I sell two meiyandan every month. If you want, don't worry."

Open a back door for you, plus two million threshold fees. What's wrong with you? It's cheaper for you!

Dugu Ling:

"Yes." The goods nodded repeatedly, and hurriedly smiled and took money out of his pocket. "I have 20 million here. Give me two."

With a small face on his back, the tree reached for the token card he had brought up, nodded, touched a porcelain bottle and threw it into his hand.

"One can have a beautiful face for a long time."

Dugu Ling nodded happily and straightly, "I have at least two hundred years to run. I think I can live for a long time."

To prevent you from raising your price a hundred years later, he'd better buy one more in advance.

The tree looked at him, and nodded his little head

Dugu Ling:

So you really plan to raise the price in 100 years!

"Well, I've been talking to you for a long time." The tree turned and went straight to the deck.

Qin two body shape flash, then the person has arrived at her side, "your body has not recovered, do not nonsense."

The tree avoided his hand and glared at him angrily

"Of course not!" The voice of Qin Da's son was heard by all.

When the tree looked back, it saw Qin Xuan's goods, and the conductor came up with something.

The tree's eyes were on the stretcher.

We can see clearly when we are close to each other. On the stretcher lies a man who is all covered with bandages.

The little guy's face doesn't move, but his heart is beating wildly.

"Don't be nervous, Joe." Mr. Qin looked at her with a smile. "It's not dragon flavor."

"Who's nervous." "Who is this?" the duck said

"You know that." "That is the prophet," said Mr. Qin with a smile

"It's about planting flowers in the heart, not willows in the heart?" "You see, we haven't found the Dragon flavor for so long, but we have found the prophet Tu," said Mr. Qin in a brisk voice

"What do I want to do with her." The tree said in a cold voice, glancing over the bandage without any temperature.

Tu prophet probably heard her voice, and the whole body struggled a few times with a little excitement.

It was just that she was so badly hurt that she was covered with bandages, and with a slight movement, the blood color penetrated through the bandages.

The tree wrung its lips and sneered, "prophet."

"I don't know if you can count yourself into the future and become like this?"