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Chapter 87 Dou Changsheng Still Said You Are Not a Lonely Star

The three great joys of life.

When you meet an old friend in a foreign country, it’s a night of flowers and candles in the wedding room, and you’re nominated for a gold medal.

Dou Changsheng came at full speed this time. He came alone and was worried that he would be easily deceived by local people because he had no capable confidants.

After all, Dou Changsheng has a clear understanding of his own shortcomings.

Whether it is modern or ancient times, they all have their own bureaucracy. The situation in the six doors is one for God and another for local.

Nowadays, there is a lack of an old man who is familiar with the situation and has rich experience.

Mr. Chen, the headhunter, showed up.

Moreover, Mr. Chen’s arrest came from the capital of the gods, and it was basically not involved in the disappearance of Princess Rong Guo.

What's this?

It's a timely help.

The feelings between the two parties gradually began to grow.

Dou Changsheng was very enthusiastic and stopped drinking tea. He dragged Mr. Chen to arrest him and headed towards Lucheng. When he arrived in Lucheng, he chose a prosperous restaurant.

The crowd outside the restaurant was noisy and noisy, and the cries of vendors could be heard one after another.

The women in the building are beautiful, and the piano and dance music are very beautiful, attracting many people to appreciate it.

When Dou Changsheng and Mr. Chen entered the restaurant, they could see the layout of the restaurant. There was a stage in the center, surrounded by tables. Especially on the second and third floors, you could see the stage from a high position.

There are public tables and private rooms, and the higher floors are more quiet.

All aspects have been taken into consideration. The quality of this restaurant is not low at all. Now the song and dance is coming to an end.

I saw a tall and graceful woman, one after another retreating.

Next on the stage was a handsome young man, wearing a flying bird suit and a benevolent sword hanging from his waist.

No, this is not a flying bird costume, it is just slightly similar, just a costume.

"The tenth year of Yongtai in the Great Zhou Dynasty, June 23rd."

"Bingwu month, Dingwei day."

"Shendu, six doors away."

Dou Changsheng, who didn't care much at first but was just stunned, suddenly became interested when he heard Shendu and the Six Gates and started to look towards the stage.

Filled with a magnetic voice, he continued to describe the sermon:

"The sky is high and the air is crisp, and the warm breeze is blowing."

The magnetic voice disappeared, and the young man who stepped on the stage reached out to hold the long knife at his waist, and said proudly and indifferently: "It's been ten years."

"I finally got this opportunity."

"Today is the day when I, Dou Changsheng, will become famous all over the world."

Dou Changsheng, who was watching the show, was suddenly startled.

Damn it.

This is eating melon, eating it on yourself.

Mr. Chen's careless look also disappeared, and he looked towards the stage with piercing eyes. It was indeed an open-minded Qi Di, he was really good at playing.

The young man on the stage continued to perform vividly: "Ye Wumian thought he was in sight of victory."

"wrong."

"He is destined to be the stepping stone for me, Dou Changsheng."

Another young man took the stage. He was wearing similar clothes and even looked similar. After taking the stage, he pulled out a long knife from his waist and swung it out.

They jingled and began to entangle with each other.

The atmosphere suddenly became lively, and there was an endless stream of applause. These two performers still have some ability, but they are not good at martial arts. However, the smooth and smooth fighting, although there are some fakes, is obvious that they have been rehearsed countless times.

, very pleasing to the eye.

In the end, Ye Wumian retreated, knelt down on one knee and said unwillingly: "It's impossible."

"How can you be so strong?"

The young man looked indifferent, looking at Ye Wumian with condescension and contempt, slowly inserted the long knife into the scabbard, and said coldly:

"Do you think it was just a coincidence that I attended the God of Wealth Conference?"

"Everything about you is already known to me."

"I will defeat you in public, in front of all the gods and King Chen."

"Only in this way can I be appreciated by King Chen and become a master's disciple, and only then can I, Dou Changsheng, climb up the ladder."

"I, Dou Changsheng, am not the most noble by birth, but I, Dou Changsheng, will definitely be able to stand out and become a master. No one dares to block my path."

"I, Dou Changsheng, want to kill anyone."

After finishing his words, he turned around and strode off the stage with rapid strides.

"good."

"color."

"tips."

There was silence for a moment, and then violent cheers broke out.

This, this, this.

Dou Changsheng trembled.

Originally, Dou Changsheng had been able to keep his face straight when it came to rumors and rumors, but it was too difficult to explain. Dou Changsheng planned to gain popularity over time, and sooner or later the world would know that he was a good person.

Can it be biased?

I didn't expect Qidi to play like this.

Dou Changsheng reached out and grabbed a waiter with a towel on his shoulders, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you the only one who has such a scene?"

Dou Changsheng looked at the waiter expectantly. If it was only available here, then he would close his shop and have a good talk with their boss.

If you dare to arrange yourself, I really don’t know how many eyes Lord Ma has.

The waiter said without raising his head: "Guan Guan is joking, this is the most popular opera in more than ten continents across the country."

"What we have here is not famous yet. If it were in the West Garden in the east of the city, there would be famous actors performing it and everyone would provide music."

Finally, the waiter sneered and said, "As for their troupe, they are only third-rate at best. There is no way Mr. Gu can perform well."

"If Mr. Gu hadn't been too busy and couldn't arrange it, where would it be their turn?"

After saying that, the waiter in the shop also started to sell and preach: "If customers want to see it, they should go to the West Garden. The abilities are not only the Battle of Destiny, the defeat of Ye Wumian by the sword, but also the birth of the God of War. Recently, I heard that Dou Ming is still being practiced.

Defeat the phaseless king."

"It's a pity. I heard that the matter of King Wuxiang involves high-ranking officials in the capital of the gods. Mr. Gu has many scruples, but even so, this is the most exciting thing."

"I don't know if I can save enough money to watch Mr. Gu's performance of Dou Ming catching the Wuxiang King."

Mr. Chen looked at the waiter's longing look on his face and was dumbfounded.

Reverse, reverse, reverse.

This Qizhou is really not afraid of death.

The living king of hell is here, and he still dares to offend me like this.

It seems that Qizhou is going to be littered with corpses.

Ma Dan.

How come I came to Qizhou because I was obsessed with lard?

Now that I am trapped, it is impossible to leave Qizhou.

"Dead people."

"Someone died."

Suddenly a scream came out.

The restaurant was in chaos, with all kinds of noises, noisy, and chaotic sounds coming and going.

"It's the young man who played Dou Changsheng who died."

Mr. Chen suddenly raised his head and looked towards Dou Changsheng. He immediately looked away, not daring to look directly at Dou Changsheng.

Too cruel.

Too cruel.

This is killing people.

The eye of the heart is smaller than the eye of a needle. This is indeed true.

Mr. Chen was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder burst into tears.

I really can't survive today.

Do you want it yourself?

Poor first.


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