The number of dinosaur warriors hatched and cultivated by Gua Ge in the crazy world is actually not very large at present.
Gua Ge is still exploring the techniques and methods for hatching and cultivating dinosaur warriors.
These theories and practices are obviously more difficult for a primitive man.
When Brother Gua picked up the "Encyclopedia of Dinosaur Breeding" he got from Lu Xiaolin and read it carefully, even the knowledgeable Yue Buqun felt a headache.
"Brother Gu, my condolences. Either Shopkeeper Lu loves you too much, or you have a bloody feud with Shopkeeper Lu."
Zhutian Supermarket, primitive tribe counter.
Jackson, Zhongli Wuyan and others are in heated negotiations for the right to purchase the dinosaurs.
Zhongli Wuyan: "Brother Gua, you have four dinosaurs, and I want to take three of them. I was the first to make a reservation. Others want to take advantage, but that won't work."
Jackson: "Sister Salt Emperor, please have mercy on Doomsday. There are only more than 200 people left on the entire planet. Without the dinosaur warriors to support me, my Doomsday bloodline will be destroyed."
Speaking of this, Yue Buqun's nerves became tense for some reason.
Turtle Immortal: "I also said that I would reserve one, and I would walk around with my ham every day. It's too tiring."
Li Mochou pouted, a little aggrieved. Obviously, she couldn't compete fiercely with the previous bosses, whether it was financial resources or reputation. But deep in Li Mochou's little heart, she longed for a flying dinosaur.
ah.
"Mo... Mo Chou, it seems... I also said that I would reserve one."
When Turtle Immortal saw this, he smiled and said: "Mochou, sister Mochou, at worst I will give you my share."
Huoyun Evil God looked confused: "Does that mean that nothing will happen without me?"
Turtle Immortal rolled his eyes at Evil God, who trembled all over. This old man's aura is so strong!
"The evil god, right? Teacher Wu Tian asks you, don't you feel embarrassed if a dinosaur is released in your city?"
Fire Cloud Evil God thought about it and thought it made sense, but he always felt like he was being oppressed in disguise.
At this time, Dian Niang's beautiful smile resolved everyone's dispute: "Dear customers, all consumers who come to our Zhutian Supermarket are guests. We can't let the little things hurt our friendship. Dian Niang suggested that we
How about drawing lots?"
The Turtle Immortal was stunned when he heard this voice. He stepped over Li Mochou and was the first to express his determination: "Okay, okay, whatever the beauty says is correct."
Zhongli's finger bones made a clicking sound: "Old man, your nosebleeds are free of charge, right?"
In the end, everyone determined the purchase share based on drawing lots.
Zhongli Wuyan's purchase share is two, Jackson gets one, and Li Mochou gets one.
There is no objection to this result.
Dian Niang invites everyone to sit down in the members area and chat over a cup of tea.
In the distance, Lu Xiaolin nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that Dianniang, the supervisor, was quite a bargain.
Soon, Xiao Zhao came out from Mingyuan Pavilion with pear blossoms and rain.
He went west to Persia and was named a saint. After many years of hopelessness, he died in the Western Regions.
For the rest of his life, he was depressed and unhappy, his body and soul were separated, and he was miserable all his life. He died at the age of twenty-one.
People who were drinking tea and chatting in the members area saw Xiao Zhao crying so sadly and came to comfort him one after another.
Zhongli Wuyan lifted Xiao Zhao and put it on his shoulders, comforting him: "Xiao Zhao, don't be sad. We, Shopkeeper Lu, are omnipotent in heaven and earth. Speak up and we will make the decision for you!"
The beauty wept and was heartbroken.
"Brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts... and uncles, Xiao Zhao is so full of bitterness that he can't pour it out. If he pours it all out, he is afraid of ruining the elegance of all brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts and uncles."
Zhongli Wuyan patted his majestic pectoralis major muscles: "Fall down, pour down, pour it here!"
So, with the comfort of everyone, Xiao Zhao told a story about the joys and sorrows of the world.
"Bang!"
After listening to the story, Zhongli Wuyan was so angry that he punched the coffee table in the members area: "This is too much! Where is that little brat named Zhang Wuji? He just did it in the room. What kind of truth are you talking about.
He actually asked a lovely little girl to become a saint in the Persian Ming Cult, why didn’t he become one?”
"..." Everyone didn't know how to answer this.
"call out!"
Out of thin air, a "buzzing" electric current locked Zhongli Wuyan's right fist, causing unbearable pain, numbness, and death.
"Member Zhongli Wuyan, please do not damage or covertly damage the public items of Zhutian Supermarket. We hereby give you a warning! The current locking time is 1 minute. If you violate it again, the time will be doubled. If the violation is serious, you will be locked up in a small black room."
Everyone was stunned and felt pain when they saw the electric current.
Zhongli Wuyan glanced at the shopkeeper's office, stood up solemnly, bent down and apologized: "Shopkeeper Lu, I know I was wrong."
Turning his head, Zhongli Wuyan said: "Sister Xiao Zhao, what are your plans now?"
Xiao Zhao wiped away her fragrant tears and suddenly smiled: "Xiao Zhao... doesn't have any great ambitions. I just want to have enough power to protect myself and not to be a saint of the Persian Ming Cult. If... if...
…”
Turtle Immortal: "It would be even better if I could pick up Zhang Wuji."
Xiao Zhao blushed shyly and was at a loss.
Fire Cloud Evil God looked blankly and chanted softly: "Oh, if you ask me what love is in this world, I will teach you how to make love between life and death!"
Next to her, Li Mochou was stunned, why is Uncle Evil God always stealing other people's poems?
"If you don't want to go, of course you can't go. I will spend my whole life as a resentful old virgin in that wild land. If I were to change it, I would... I'm going too far. I don't like men very much."
Just when everyone was chatting away, Lu Xiaolin suddenly appeared in the members area.
"Go, of course you have to go."
Everyone in the member area stood up collectively: "Hello, Shopkeeper Lu!"
Lu Xiaolin was sitting on the sofa, Zhongli Wuyan moved away consciously, and Li Mochou and Dian Niang were waiting on him.
"Not only must we go, but we must go in a glorious way. The land of Persia is full of talents who are good at witchcraft and illusion."
Xiao Zhao's little red apple-like face became nervous for no apparent reason.
"Xiao Zhao not only wants to be the leader of the Persian Ming Cult, but also the leader of the Central Plains Ming Cult. Lingshe Island has enough spiritual energy and can be used as a stronghold. In the future, everyone will surrender under Miss Xiao Zhao's pomegranate skirt, and the world will be unified, except for you.
Who?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked!
"Take it all!"
Lu Xiaolin nodded: "Although Yan Emperor's words are rough, the truth is this."
Dian Niang picked up a cup of fragrant tea and blew away the floating tea leaves: "Shopkeeper Lu, the temperature is just right. Let's try Dian Niang's tea art."
"good."
Turtle Immortal looked on with envy, his heart was filled with admiration, and he couldn't help but sigh, why is there such a big gap between this person and other people? But it's okay, when I get to the daughter country, hahahaha...
On the right, Li Mochou was sitting on pins and needles, clenching her palms tightly, dripping with sweat.