Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

Bu poetically smiled and said, "Of course. But it's not too early now, let's go in the afternoon."

"Oh." Bu Lige nodded.

The next time is to practice swordsmanship.

According to Bu's poetry, since he spent 10,000 Lingjing to buy Chixiao, he naturally couldn't let the pearl be covered in dust.

Yibu Lige's current achievements in kendo are naturally far from reaching this stage.

Therefore, some special training is required...

Bu Lige suddenly regretted buying Chixiao.

And he also feels that Bu Shiyi is deliberately correcting himself, but he has no evidence...

What will happen to me if you say yes?

Sure enough, the more beautiful a woman, the more unbelievable what she said.

At this moment, Bu Lige deeply understood this truth...

While Bu Lige was practicing swordsmanship, he suddenly saw the maids in the mansion coming to Bu Shiyi.

I wanted to say something, but after seeing that Bu Lige was also there, his expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly pulled Bu Li's poetic aside.

This concession left the song at a loss.

What's the matter?

Am I that scary?

On the other side, Bu Shiyi was still wondering what the maids were looking for.

After hearing what they said, I was overwhelmed with joy.

It turns out that the image of my younger brother in the hearts of these maids is like this!

...

"Sister, what are you laughing at?"

When Bu Poetic came back, there were still many smiles on his face, Bu Lige was puzzled.

"Cough cough, nothing, you continue to practice sword." Bu poetically cleared his throat and said with a serious face.

Maybe this is the so-called sister...

Somewhat suspiciously, he glanced at Bu poetically.

Bu Lige felt that there must be something in it that he didn't know.

But Bu Shiyi said so, he is not too embarrassed to ask again...

In the afternoon.

In the Zhennan Hou Mansion, Bu Lige is still practicing swordsmanship hard.

Bu Shiyi has gone to Origin Mall.

About the world tree leaves, Bu Lige had forgotten to say.

Perhaps this is a kind of evil taste in his heart messing up.

Bu Lige also wants to know what his expression will look like when Bu Poetic knows that the potted plants in Origin Mall are World Trees?

It should be wonderful...

"Huh? Bu Lige, why do you guys have time to practice sword?"

Suddenly, a playful voice sounded.

Bu Lige rolled his eyes secretly.

He knew who was coming just by listening to the voice-Jiang Shengjun.

Since Origin Mall opened in Jiuyao City, Jiang Shengjun and Bu Lige have become buddies.

Jiang Shengjun also understood how much he weighed, and he had long given up on Bu's poetry.

A joke, the tutors of Lingyun Academy are all very fond of Bu's poetry, and he is indeed not worthy of being a small leftist son.

Jiang Shengjun still has this self-knowledge.

In addition, the status of the son of Zuo Xiang is unattainable in the eyes of ordinary people.

But in Origin Mall, Jiang Shengjun felt like...

It's not as if, it's a real existence at the bottom!

"Why can't I practice swords?" Bu Lige said proudly.

At the same time, the red flames emanating from the red sky in his hands were even better, quite eye-catching.

Of course Jiang Shengjun saw this scene and was immediately surprised.

He tutted and exclaimed: "This spiritual tool, it looks like it's not low grade, right? Where did you get it?"

"Of course!" Bu Lige's face was full of dazzling expressions, "My Chixiao is a heavenly weapon, can it be comparable to those garbage?"

"A heavenly weapon? Are you kidding me?" Jiang Shengjun looked incredulous.

The realm of good fortune wants to control the heavenly spirit weapon, the difficulty can be imagined.

This can be said to be common sense in Tianlan Continent.

Therefore, Jiang Shengjun was so surprised.

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