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As everyone knows, in the eyes of others, the hot magic weapon for the battle is breaking the blood. In front of the young people, they occupy a place here, and others have it.

The domineering words made people speechless, and the people couldn't raise the slightest refutation. Even the last point of self-esteem in the heart was under Fan Tong's sentence, and the blow was gone.

In a simple sentence, Fan Tong made this high-ranking king of the city from the heavenly city, Wang Lin, who had no temperament and was directly at the scene.

Both Wang Lin and Hou Yu have handed out their hands. I do n’t know if the meeting ceremony in this hand was withdrawn or not withdrawn, and the eggs hurt.

"Ahem, since the younger brother has this thing, then your uncle Wang will not be arrogant." Wang Lin smiled with a embarrassing tone. This was the first time he had ever given away a gift that had been rejected. The little guy on the second floor of the condensate period refused, if the outsider knew, wouldn't the chin be scared.

After the episode just now, Wang Lin became more and more determined that the identity of Fan Tong was extremely difficult. It is increasingly certain that the power behind this guy is definitely a great force, even stronger than the forces behind him.

At least, in terms of magic weapons, the forces behind you are absolutely incomparable with the forces behind the young people in front of you. It seems that this information must be reported to the forces behind you in a timely manner, and at the same time, you must draw relationships with the boy in front of you. .

"Little brother, since you have a lot of this stuff, Uncle Wang won't give it to you. You can hold this token. If you have any other issues, you can come to Tiancheng directly to find me, or use this token to find him. "

Wang Lin retrieved the inner armour into the storage ring. He pulled out a golden token from the storage ring and handed it to Fan Tong.

Fan Tong looked at Wang Jin's slap in the hands of Da Jinchancan's token. Although he didn't know what the token could do, in his opinion, the token was at least better than the two previous courtesies.

As everyone knows, this token made He Fatty shocked. Fan Tong didn't know what the token represented, but he knew it!

To put it simply, this token is a gold medal in Litiancheng. As long as you show this token in Litiancheng, you are the uncle!

Just kidding, as long as the monk from Tiancheng understands that this is the thing of Wang Lin, who dares to provoke it with this thing, say something unpleasant, take the token to the girl leaving Tiancheng Qinglou, and it is grass It is also Bai Cao, who dares to fart, take the token to grass you, and say kind words, it is to show you your face, the reason why grass caress you!

"That line, Uncle Wang, I will accept your brand!" Fan Tong grinned, and as a result, he looked back and forth, and then slumped into his pants pocket.

With this action, He Fatty looked cold, and even Hou Yu on the side was full of black lines.

Anyway, you guys can put it in a storage ring or a storage bag. This is the least respect for others.

But who thought about Fan Tong, I do n’t know if he has a storage ring or a storage bag, but I do n’t have it.

All these details are seen by Wang Lin, the lord of Tiancheng City, just now it is still determined that Fan Tong has a great identity or a master. Now, Wang Lin can be 100% sure of Fan Tong ’s identity. Already.

"Well, Uncle Wang, there is nothing good for you from the younger generation. This box of cigars will give you a smoke. I'll go home someday and get some good cigarettes for you!"

Fantong still understands the exchange of gifts. Since everyone has given away their good things, they must not be empty-handed. After speaking, they again took out a pack of unopened cigars and handed them to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin glanced at the cigar in Fan Tong's hands. There was nothing more than shock in his eyes. Although the price of this box of cigars was not too high, he also smoked the market price of this kind of cigarettes, but it was fried for two thousand. A pack of low-grade spirit stone, there is no market price.

Listening to the tone of the little guy, it seems that he does not lack this stuff, it seems how much it is, this grandma, this kid's background is too strong, even Wang Lin himself dare not say cigarettes How much he wants, or if he is not the owner of the city, even he ca n’t get the cigarettes. This kind of good thing, as long as there are cigarettes on the market, they will be sold out in less than an hour. .

"Cough, what, brother, in the future, you think about this stuff for my brother! I like this stuff too!"

He Fatman gently pulled Fan Tong's sleeve, raised Fan Fan with his elbow, and said softly.

Rao is the identity of He Fatty. Every month, it ’s very good to have two or three packs of cigarettes. He Fatty ’s family is big and his identity is high. Every month, he ’s only two or three packs of cigarettes.

"Okay, no problem, it's enough to get five for you first!" Fan Tong haha ​​smiled, put aside his lips, and didn't care.

To be honest, cigarettes are really lacking, no big deal, just come back to the inn and get some from Fengming. They are like Fengming, monk Jin, who does n’t have hundreds of cigarettes on each of them.

Fan Tong's words simply made them wonder what they should say. The superiority they felt in front of Fan Tong was nothing but shit, cigarettes were so difficult to make, and five shots. If this is converted into a spirit stone, this is 30,000 pieces of lower-quality spirit stones running up!

Said to give away! I gave it to you without any distress.

At first Wang Lin thought that Fan Tong was joking, until now ... oh!

"Ahem, little brother, aren't you going to watch the excitement, go, I'll go with you!" Wang Lin didn't want to continue talking at this moment. If he continued to talk, he had to doubt that he had lived on the dog for most of his life , Tai Nima flexed.

"There will be Uncle Wang!" He Fatman arched his hand and thanked him.

"Two little brothers, stand still!" After Wang Lin said, Zhenyuan in his body spurred, and a handprint was formed on his hands, and a stream of light spread around their bodies, forming a faint halo, bursting into shame It looks good.

With a single thought, Wang Lin flew out a hundred miles away, and within a quarter of an hour, he was almost near Jiantian Jianzong.

At this moment, the vicinity of Tianjian Sect is crowded with people. Although there are not many monks everywhere, there are many monks. They are grouped together in small groups, chatting, and they have a common purpose, that is, to see the lively.

"Oh ... how are so many people!" Fan Tong looked down from a high altitude, the crowd was startled by him, the original figure, and he did not expect that his plan would attract so many monks to watch, With this, Fan Tong is proud of himself in the spirit world.