2406: C2406 Please Wait a Moment My Friend

C2406 Please Wait a Moment My Friend

The Wild Chicken Faction was purely here to join in on the fun, just like the name suggested. The Sect Leader gave himself a name, yes, it was called Wild Chicken. In his mind, pheasants were not bad at all. On the contrary, they were very strong.0

"Sect Leader, there's nothing special about this Luotian Festival. It's just a large exhibition, why not go out and play."

A female disciple, who was standing next to the Wild Chicken Sect Leader, dressed up like a butterfly and flew around the Sect Leader. The pheasant expressed its pleasure, especially when it felt the surging waves from time to time. If it wasn't for the fact that there were so many people, it would really want to have a good time.

"Little Cat, the benefits of bringing you up here are not comparable to that little bit of cosmetics."

After stroking it, the wild chicken had an evil smile on his face: "Don't underestimate this Luotian Festival, as long as we can get a little fame, we'll have whatever we want. This is not for the sake of having fewer people to split these things evenly, so I only took you in as my disciple, so I'll take care of you. "

"I hate you. You only know how to say such sweet nothings. Listening to you make my little heart thump thump thump thump."

Upon hearing what she wanted, the woman's eyes immediately lit up, reminding her of what had happened three months ago. At that time, she was still a senior executive of the company. She had done all she could to climb up the ladder for the sake of her own money. Even if she sold her soul, all she could do was get a little bit of it.

However, after meeting this mysterious master by chance, her life seemed to have changed. Following the Great Master's suggestion, she placed different feng shui in her house, put some paper men in her office to sprinkle some black dog blood, and so on. Her fortune, her career, all began to change.

Suddenly, he was highly regarded by the CEO of the company. From a small executive to the secretary of the chairman, he became more than seven figures in figure just by paying a large commission. Her previous desires had been satisfied, but after they had been satisfied she was empty, because she was beginning to get tired of it all.

So in the end, she found this Master, the Wild Chicken Sect Leader, and asked if there was any way to solve her problem. Under a series of guidance, he began to train, and in an uncontrollable manner, formed a very large circle. The more she knew about martial artists, the more desire she had inside her body was once again hooked. A sense of desire involuntarily arose within her.

"Sect Leader, quickly look over there. It seems there is something over there?"

Suddenly smelling an alluring fragrance, the woman couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick her lips, then looked over to see the stall that Lin Fann set up. His first instinct was to look at the bottle on the stall.

"Fellow cultivator, please hold your steps, the two of them are a match made in heaven, coming here, our Luotian Festival should be preparing for something big, right?"

At the right time, Lin Fann appeared behind them, and with a voice full of sincerity and temptation, he said: "As someone who knows all kinds of things, why not tell you all a piece of good news. Our stall has Beauty Pill s, Beauty Pill s that can help beautiful ladies maintain their youthful appearance."

On the surface, it seemed like Lin Fann was talking to a wild chicken, but in reality, Lin Fann was talking to a woman. His aggressive gaze looked at the woman from head to toe, then his eyes would blink from time to time, "I think that this beautiful older sister wants to be with the Sect Leader until she becomes old, right?"

The wild chicken who was just about to curse was stunned. He had to admit that this question had reached the deepest part of his heart. Acting on the spot was one thing, but he wanted to know exactly what he wanted to do. That was why he looked at the little kitten beside him …

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