At the age of three and a half, I paid too much to support my family [Live]

In the live broadcast room, two identical small French fans appeared in the hands of the little guy, and the audience couldn't help talking.

"Does it really look alike? Is it true or not?"

"It can't be said to be exactly the same, it can be said to be exactly the same!"

"Good guy, let Emperor Dongli know about this pirated technology, and there is only one way to get rid of it..."

"It's terrible! Who copied the cub's fan?"

"..."

The audience who gave away this magic fan was extremely guilty, and said weakly: "I am a fan, not for profit, it is purely a personal hobby...Really! Please be merciful QAQ from Emperor Dongli"

"Hey? You did it yourself?"

"Great sister, can I have a contact today? Let's chat?"

"Come on, I want the same style too, but I want the same style as Dijun!"

"I don't want a fan! I want Emperor Ximing's sword!"

"I want the prototype of Wanding Furnace..."

Everyone enthusiastically put forward their own ideas. Since the appearance of the Jiuzhongtian live broadcast room, many stores on the Internet have been selling the same model with various figures and fan gimmicks, but it is a pity that they can barely make a 2-minute charm. It really doesn't constitute sincerity.

Right now, there is an imitation talent in the live broadcast room, which is really wonderful.

Xiao Baiyan thought about the other magic fan in his hand. Although the appearance was almost the same, the aura on it could not be faked, and the weight was completely different. It was easy to identify which one was the real magic weapon.

Even if he can't be fooled, it is even more difficult to fool others.

"It's still different..." Xiao Baiyan thought about it, and then said, "But it's already very good, it looks very similar, and the size is exactly the same. You are amazing."

A certain audience hurriedly said: "Hey, hey, it's not great, it's not great, a little bit of tricks, craftsmen rely on this to make a living."

"Then can you make me a few more that are exactly the same?" Xiao Baiyan blinked his black eyes and suggested, "I can exchange other things with you. Do you want carrots or red fruits? The jerky prepared by Wei Gongjun is also acceptable.”

"No problem! I'll do it in a moment! Make ten! No, I'll make a hundred for Zai Zai!"

There were quite a few people pantothenic in the live broadcast room. As expected, craftsmen are the most sought-after in the world, and they actually let Zai Zai actively exchange with him!

Just don't be too envious!

Xiao Baiyan gave him some jerky, this kind of jerky has been processed a lot by Wei Gongjun, it is fragrant and chewy, without any fishy smell, he and Wan Ding's younger brother both reserved some.

After dividing the jerky, Xiao Baiyan took the magic fan and ran to find Emperor Dongli, asking him to help carve a magic circle on it to make a real magic weapon.

After making the magic weapon, he will distribute it to brother Wan Ding and Xiao Yasha. They are good brothers, so naturally they should use the same powerful magic weapon, but it is really difficult to make exactly the same magic weapon.

After hearing his thoughts, Emperor Dongli felt both funny and helpless. The materials from the mortal world were so fragile that even if they were made into identical fans, they might not be able to support his seal-carving circle.

What's more, magic tools are not all composed of magic circles, and the materials required must have their own particularity.

Xiao Baiyan was rather disappointed: "Is it not possible?"

Emperor Dongli paused: "It's not impossible, but the power may not be enough, I can give it a try."

"Yeah!" Xiao Baiyan suddenly became happy again, and said happily, "It doesn't have to be very powerful, it has to be exactly the same, we are good friends, and good friends have to use the same things."

Emperor Dongli rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

Jiuchongyuan was surrounded by gray mist.

A legend about the fan quietly spread among monsters. Even if they have limited intelligence, they still know how to become stronger. Only by becoming stronger can they live longer in Jiuzhongyuan and become extremely noble. the demon king.

After receiving the order, the countless monsters became even more hostile to Jiu Chongtian. They wished they could rush out of the barrier now and take back the precious fan, so as not to be taken as their own by others.

However, before they started to activate, the fan fell into the Jiuchongyuan.

The monster that got the fan was a vicious dog. It was pitch black, had three heads, and its thick legs were comparable to a big tree, so that the monsters around did not dare to provoke it easily.

And after getting this precious fan, the vicious dog doubled in size again, directly trampled the monster beast approaching him into mud, and became the second most powerful monster in Jiuchongyuan, and became the most powerful monster among the monster kings. A strong contender.

I thought the vicious dog would take good care of the precious fan, but unexpectedly it said something stupid and easily gave the fan to other monsters, which made more and more monsters covet it.

Therefore, the monster that got the fan was killed by other monsters within two days, and the remaining monsters fought fiercely for the fan, causing countless casualties.

The next day, Baoshan appeared in another place, triggering a tragic civil strife again.

On the third day, the precious fan reappeared...

On the fourth day,...

"It's already the fourth one." In the pitch-black mist, Hei Jiao's voice resounded, "How many fans does Jiuchongtian have?"

"Only one, these are all fake, you must not be fooled." A cold voice replied.

The black flood dragon is getting impatient, it just wants to get the fan, there is a little breath left in the fan, it will be of great help to its dragon transformation, unexpectedly this person has been obstructing it.

"If you miss my important event, I will never forgive you!" Hei Jiao said coldly.

The fan was getting farther and farther away from him. There was a chance to get it earlier, but now if he wants to fight for it, he has to cross half of the Nine Layers Abyss, which is not an easy task.

The fan had better be fake, otherwise it would definitely swallow him alive!

The black flood dragon wandered away, its shaved tail created a gust of wind in the gray mist, and the surrounding fallen leaves fluttered and rolled up, before falling to the ground leisurely.

The figure hiding in the darkness stretched out his hand, half of his slender fingers were white and half black, his nails were sharp and thin, curling slightly inward like a bird's claw, extremely weird.

He slowly withdrew his hand, and the long nails were embedded in the palm of his hand. The sharp pain was neither painful nor itchy to him, and it had long been unable to cause any waves.

In Jiuchongtian, Xiao Baiyan distributed the same style of small French fans.

"One for Brother Wan Ding, one for Xiao Yacha, one for Wei Gongjun..." Xiao Baiyan counted the remaining magic fans, distributed them again, and finally had to share one with the little tiger next to him.

There are seven or eight left in his hand.

Xiao Yasha was very puzzled by his behavior, and couldn't help asking: "Are these magic fans useful? How about selling them for spirit stones, Bai Yan, don't you owe a lot of spirit stones?"

Xiao Baiyan also felt very strange, although he wanted Emperor Dongli to help him make a few small magic fans, but he never asked him to make so many, but Emperor Dongli seemed to use these fans for other purposes.

"But... Who are we going to sell it to?" Xiao Baiyan scratched his head, "It's definitely not possible in the human world, Grandpa said, mortals can't stand such a strong force, they are easily hurt, but the people of the underworld Ghosts like to fight too."

"Sell it to Mingdi?" Emperor Dongli walked over slowly, looking at the fan in the little guy's hand, he felt rather ridiculous, "Rather than selling it to Mingdi, it's better to sell it to Jiuchongyuan."

Xiao Baiyan was stunned for a moment, but he heard Emperor Dongli say: "The monsters like this thing very much."

The audience in the live broadcast room was silent for a moment, and quickly raised objections: "There is a magic circle carved with the emperor's seal on it, which will definitely strengthen the strength of the monsters. This will not work!"

"Those monsters have limited intelligence, what's the use of selling them? I don't think so."

"Hey, don't be too naive. If the emperor says you can sell it, then you will be able to sell it. Isn't it good to make some small moves? Don't be too sincere, everyone!"

"A little t-bah up there..."

Hearing the thoughts of the audience in the live broadcast room, Xiao Baiyan instantly understood the meaning of Emperor Dongli, and a look of innocence flashed across his beautiful black eyes: "Emperor Dongli is good or bad, he actually wants to deceive monsters."

Emperor Dongli coughed lightly: "This is not called cheating, it's called trickery."

"Yes! This is called a scheme!" Little Baiyan nodded heavily, but his fair face was full of cunning and excitement, "Emperor Dongli, how do we sell it? How many spirit stones... In fact, monster meat is also acceptable. "

Emperor Dongli couldn't help laughing when he saw that he really planned to exchange these for spirit stones. Monsters and Mingdi have always been at odds with each other, how could they be willing to make a deal?However, there is a big black dog in Jiuchongyuan, so it may not be so.

In Jiuchongyuan, one after another, treasure fans appeared and disappeared.

Sometimes it is a strong three-headed vicious dog, sometimes it is a weak black dog, and sometimes it is a lame and blind black wolf... But no matter who the treasure fan came from, it will eventually disappear.

This made the waiting Hei Jiao quite anxious, fake, and fake, how could it be all fake?

How could there be so many identical fans in the world, it must be the same fan, but it just fell into the hands of different people!

Every time a conflict is triggered, the black flood dragon will go mad with anger, and the broken tail behind him always reminds it to be cautious, not to fall into the trap again, but the scales on its neck make it unable to bear the anxiety.

If he couldn't get that fan again, he would delay the best time to transform into a dragon, and want to become the demon king in the huge Jiuchongyuan, it would be nothing short of whimsical.

"Ho————" roared again and again, and the black flood dragon moved slowly in the forest, looking into the distance with icy eyes, a vicious dog with three heads circled among the monsters.

This three-headed vicious dog has already had a small reputation in Jiuzhongyuan, and every powerful monster has its own territory and subordinates, so it should not appear nearby.

This is a provocation to it!

The black flood dragon attacked without hesitation, its huge body swept past the passing monsters, and countless monsters were killed on the spot, but the three vicious dogs did not flinch, opened their mouths to bite the dragon's body, and the black dragon flicked its tail. The vicious dogs fought against each other and quickly wrestled together.

"Dijun, who is stronger, the big black dog or the black flood dragon?" Xiao Baiyan asked curiously.

"Ask Bai Yu."

"My grandpa?" Little Baiyan's eyes were full of confusion, "Why do you ask grandpa? The emperor has seen both the big black dog and the black flood dragon."

Emperor Dongli muttered, "The big black dog of Jiuchongyuan is not the same breed as the big black dog of Jiuchongtian. If you want to ask who the big black dog fights the most, except for the cat, which is your grandfather. gone."

Xiao Baiyan couldn't imagine how his grandfather would fight, and his face was in a daze, but he heard Emperor Dongli sigh and say: "Your grandfather was not like this when he was young... It can be said to be quite wild."

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