I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

"Compassion is really getting more and more beautiful."

"Big Brother Jiang praised."

"By the way, can you still sell your bellyband? The supply is a bit tight recently."

"Then sell it, you can also make some extra money."

"Ok, then I'll let them make the spice that is compassionate to you later, and then marinate the bellyband for a few days."

In the courtyard of the room with a skirt, Jiang Lin shamelessly stayed to eat, and also talked about a business by the way.

In fact, Jiang Lin's bellybands are divided into categories. One type is to sell his bellybands, such as the Gujiu Xiaoniang and the widow in Xicun.

The other is like compassion. After asking for permission from others, just use spices that are similar to hers. Anyway, the other party doesn’t know...

Of course, Jiang Lin would never sell the bellybands of his master and Xiaojia, even if they were fake.

If others dared to sell, Jiang Lin Juhua would explode for him.

That's right, Jiang Lin's old double bid...

Miming cleaned up the dishes and graciously went to the kitchen to clean them.

Jiang Lin didn't go to help either. If this were to follow up, Fang Chaoqun would not be able to find himself desperately...

And if Nian-nian is a goddaughter to Fang Chaoqun Jijibo and others, then Pity is actually a god-sister to Jiang Lin and the others, and it is really the existence of relatives.

"Lao Jiang, I heard that Diao Da said that you have been joking around on Mount Everest these days. Hurry up and show it to my brother."

After the mercy left, Fang copied the skirt and rushed over. According to past experience, Jiang Lin usually "retreats" for so many days, it must be a strange thing to play, every time it is very interesting, such as the last time a doll can be inflated. Now it has been put into assembly line production, and it is loved by men, women and children.

Jiang Lin frowned slightly: "It's nothing, I'm just doing business, billions of dollars per hour."

"???"

"Cough, cough, cough." Jiang Lin coughed a few times before turning the subject, "Stop talking about this, I'm here just to tell you that we will leave for Longmingzhou the day after tomorrow."

As he said, Jiang Lin glanced at Fang Minmei, who was busy in the kitchen: "If you want to go, I can’t say anything. You can figure it out, but I always feel that the so-called sword Cultivation is nothing more than a sword from the heart, for the person who cares most in his heart."

Fangzhaoqun also looked over, did not speak, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Okay, let's go, I have to go back and buy some medicinal materials for Jiuyi."

"Huh? The white girl is sick?"

"Haha." Jiang Lin was proud of this, his brow raised lightly, "As long as anyone who wants to challenge my kidneys, they are basically defeated."

"......"

Good guy, Fang Chaoqun then understands why I haven't seen Jiang Lin for five or six days!

Jiang Lin straightened his back, waved his hand and left, full of man's self-confidence.

But thinking of Jiang Lin's words just now, Fang Chaoqun was also lost in thought.

After a long time, Fang Chao skirt walked into the kitchen.

"Brother?"

"Pity."

"Huh?"

"Do you want to travel? My brother will take you to play."

"Traveling? Where is my brother going?" Fang Minmin's eyes flashed brightly.

"Longmingzhou."

Hearing the words "Longmingzhou", Fang Minmin's eyes dimmed slightly, and the little hand scrubbing the dishes was stunned. His eyes were light and low. Only the sound of running water washing the dishes rang in the kitchen (the tap is for Jiang Lin Mashed up)

"Brother...why did you want to go there..."

After a long time, Fang Minmin spoke softly.

"Because..."

Fang Chao's skirt rubbed Fang Minmin's head, and a few dull hairs turned up.

"After so many years, I also want to learn from Brother Jiang and be self-willed once."

......

After a long lunch, Jiang Lin came to Hans’ blacksmith’s shop. Just stepping into the iron street, there was a heat wave on his face, and then his eyes full of brothers dangling on the street, that sturdy pile. The muscles and the peculiar style of painting made Jiang Lin feel a little out of place.

"Yeah, Xiao Lin, it's been a long time since I saw you, the momentum of your entering the Jade Pure Realm is amazing!"

"Lao Jiang, are you here to fencing?"

"Jiang Lin, I heard that you brought your wife back, so quickly pull it out for a stroll. We haven't seen any younger siblings yet."

"Brother Jiang...Wow~~~~" On the side of the street, a 1.5-meter-high King Kong Barbie, who seemed to be only fourteen years old, burst into tears with great momentum.

"Boy Jiang! You said that my daughter is the cutest! Why did you get married! You can explain it clearly to my mother!"

Immediately afterwards, a wife who was stronger than a man rushed out after copying the guy. Jiang Lin saw him and ran away.

I have to say, no matter when I come back, everyone is enthusiastic...

"Yeah, kid, you dare to come in, hurry up and push up your kid's ass, oh, I swear you don't have to slap your **** with stinky boots!"

Walking into Hans' blacksmith's shop, Jiang Lin was warmly welcomed by Hans, and both mustaches blew up.

Jiang Lin also faintly heard about his night. In short, when he broke the mirror, he provoked all kinds of swords, and Hans' forge was no exception.

All the swords made by Hans were inserted on the Black Cliff, and it took three days and three nights to pull them out!

"Hahaha, accidents, all accidents, come, Hans, take a look at the last part of the "Iron Throne", I promise it will be exciting enough~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Jiang Lin quickly took it out of his storage bag A book, put his arm around Hans's shoulder and walked into the room.

After looking at the last part of the "Iron Throne", Hans slowly put the stinky shoes in his hands back on his feet, but in order to show that Hans was not easy to provoke, Hans still clasped his hands proudly:

"Boy! What's the matter, hurry up, Hans is very busy."

"Hehehe, I want to ask you old man to make a ring."

"Ring?" Hans kicked his feet and stood up. "Boy, do you look down on the Supreme Lord of the Rings Hans made for you before?"

"No, no, of course not, Hans, your Supreme Lord of the Rings is simply a must-have for home travel and escape. Without Hans's Lord of the Rings, I would have won Jiang Lin."

"Hmm."

Hans sat back on the stool, his moustache fluttering, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"What ring do you want to build?"

"This, I didn't come to Hans to build it. I want to borrow Hans's stove. It's best that you guide me by your side."

"You kid want to do it yourself?"

"Yeah." Jiang Lin smiled, his eyes flashed with the gentleness of a scumbag that had never been seen before, "I want to make a wedding ring."

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