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Chapter 291: Flying Dust and Fog Surround You If You Are the One 3

"I said, Master Hu, don't lose my appetite anymore. Tell me, what exactly does Miss Ke have?" A strong man urged anxiously and anxiously.

Mr. Hu was not in a hurry to say it, but opened the folding fan in his hand and swayed gently. After a while, he sighed and said, "What a pity, I am not from [Luxia Villa], so I have no chance to see this person.

The charm of a beautiful beautyā€¯

After the words came to an end, everyone sighed with regret

"However," Mr. Hu said, "I have already booked all the tickets for the final of the martial arts conference. In a few days, you will see the heroic figure of Beauty Ke."

Looking at Mr. Hu's smug expression, Master Bao sighed in his heart

Tickets for the finals of the martial arts conference are not something you can buy with money

You must prove your identity before you can order

It seems like a person like him who is a last-rate world can only go and watch the preliminary round

However, in the preliminary round, the players who have entered the realm will not be able to play at all. They all skip the preliminary round and enter the final round.

So, over the years, Master Bao Si has never seen a master who entered the realm of transformation.

Forget it, it seems like a small warrior-level figure like him. When he sees a master who has entered the realm, his head is like a cabbage. "Cang" lands like a cabbage.

Everyone in the teahouse either sighed in their hearts like Master Bao Si, or threw envious eyes at Master Hu, except for Xiaoman in the corner.

Xiaoman smiled gently. For Lingyun Palace, getting a few tickets to the finals of the martial arts conference was a trivial matter like sesame and green beans.

In order to let her see the martial arts of various sects, the ghost servant specially ordered someone to send tickets to Qunfanglou for the final of the martial arts conference to Qunfanglou

Just so happens that Xiaoman is not at all in the depressed Qunfang Building.

As long as she has the opportunity to get some breath, she is happy to go there

After drinking and eating, Xiaoman threw a ingot of silver on the table and turned around and left.

After walking a few steps away, when he looked up, he noticed that a man in white walked quickly in her direction.

The wind blew by inadvertently, lifting his long and charming hair, revealing his clear eyes as water

Who else is besides Song Wenqing?

"Senior Brother Wen, hurry up" Yan Zhe said


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