"Compassion is really getting prettier."

"Brother Jiang has won the award."

"By the way, mercy, do you still sell your belly pocket? Recently, the supply has been a little tight. ”

"Then sell it, and you can make some extra money."

"Well, then I'll let them make some spices that pity you, and then marinate the belly pockets for a few days."

In the courtyard where the skirt was copied, Jiang Lin was very shameless to stay for dinner, and talked about a business by the way.

In fact, Jiang Lin's belly pockets are divided into types, one is to really take out his own belly pockets and sell them, such as the wine girl and the widow in the West Village.

The other is like the one of mercy, after asking for the consent of others, it is good to use spices similar to her taste, and the other party doesn't know anyway......

Of course, Jiang Lin would never sell the belly pockets of his master and his little marriage, even if it was fake.

If others dare to sell it, Jiang Lin's chrysanthemums will explode for him.

That's right, Jiang Lin has a double standard......

Mercy cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and went to the kitchen to clean them very virtuously.

Jiang Lin didn't go to help, if he followed up, he wouldn't have to find himself desperately......

And if Nian Nian is a goddaughter to Fang Copying Skirt and others, then compassion is actually a godsister to Jiang Lin and them, and it is really equivalent to the existence of relatives.

"Lao Jiang, I heard that Diao Da said that you have been tinkering with something on Shuangzhu Mountain for the past few days, hurry up, take it out and show it to your brother."

According to past experience, Jiang Lin has been in retreat for so many days, and he must have been tinkering with something weird, and it is very interesting every time, such as the last time the doll that could be inflated, it has now been put into assembly line production, and it is deeply liked by men, women and children.

Jiang Lin frowned slightly: "It's nothing, I'm just doing business, billions of dollars per hour." ”

“？？？”

"Ahem, ahem." Jiang Lin coughed a few times and changed the topic, "Don't talk about this, I'm here to tell you that we will leave for Longmingzhou the day after tomorrow." ”

As he spoke, Jiang Lin glanced at Fang Ming, who was busy in the kitchen: "If you have mercy...... Whether you want to go or not, I can't say anything, you can do it, but I always feel that the so-called sword cultivation is nothing more than a sword from the heart, for the sake of the person I care about the most in my heart. ”

Fang Copying the skirt also looked over, didn't speak, and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Okay, let's go, I have to go back and buy some medicinal herbs for Jiuyi."

"Huh? Is the White Girl sick? ”

"Huh." Speaking of this, Jiang Lin was immediately proud, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "But anyone who wants to challenge my kidney has basically failed." ”

“.......”

Good guy, Fang Zhaoskirt only then understands why he hasn't seen Jiang Lin for five or six days!

Jiang Lin straightened his back, waved his hand and left, full of a man's confidence.

However, thinking of Jiang Lin's words just now, Fang Copy's skirt also fell into deep thought.

After a long time, Fang Copied the skirt and walked into the kitchen.

"Brother?"

"Mercy."

"Huh?"

"Do you want to travel? Brother takes you to play. ”

"Tourism? Where is my brother going? Fang Min's eyes flashed with a bright color.

"Long Mingzhou."

Hearing the words "Long Mingzhou", Fang Ming's eyes dimmed slightly, the little hand that scrubbed the dishes was stunned in place, his eyes were low, and only the sound of running water washing the dishes was heard in the kitchen (the faucet was made by Jiang Lin)

"Brother...... Why did brother go there......"

After a long time, Fang Min Min spoke softly.

"Because ah......"

Fang Bao's skirt rubbed Fang Min's head, and a few dull hairs were cocked.

"After so many years, I also want to learn from Brother Jiang and be willful for once."

......

After a lunch, Jiang Lin came to Hans's blacksmith shop, in this ironsmithing street, as soon as he stepped in, there was a heat wave that hit his face, and then there was a full-eyed brother and noble swaying on the street, that lump of solid muscles, Qingqi's painting style made Jiang Lin feel a little out of place.

"Yo, Xiaolin, it's been a long time, the momentum you made when you entered the Jade Pu Realm is amazing!"

"Lao Jiang, are you going to fencing?"

"Jiang Lin, I heard that you brought your wife back, hurry up and pull it out, we haven't seen our brother and sister yet."

"Brother Jiang..... Wow~~~~" On the side of the street, a King Kong Barbie, who was one and a half meters tall and looked no more than fourteen years old, suddenly cried loudly.

"Jiang boy! You've said my daughter is the cutest! How did you get married! You explain it to the old lady! ”

Immediately afterwards, a lady with a sturdier figure than a man rushed out with a guy, and Jiang Lin saw it, and ran away.

I have to say that no matter when I come back, everyone is enthusiastic......

"Yo, boy, you still dare to come in, quickly pout your boy's ass, oh, I swear I don't need to smack your ass with stinky boots!"

Walking into Hans's blacksmith shop, Jiang Lin was warmly welcomed by Hans, and both mustaches were blown.

Jiang Lin also vaguely heard about his own night, in short, when he broke the mirror, he provoked all swords, and Hans's blacksmith shop was no exception.

All the swords made by Hans were stuck in the black cliff, and it took three days and three nights to pull them out!

"Hahaha, accidents, all accidents, come, Hans, take a look at the last part of this "Iron Throne", I promise it will be exciting enough."

Jiang Lin hurriedly took out a book from the storage bag and walked into the house with his arm around Hans's shoulder.

looked at the last part of "The Iron Throne", Hans slowly put the stinky shoes in his hand back on his feet, but in order to show that Hans was not easy to mess with, Hans still held his chest with his hands arrogantly:

"Boy! Something, hurry, Hans is busy. ”

"Hey, hey, I'd like to ask the old man to make a ring."

"Rings?" Hans kicked his feet and stood up, "Boy, do you despise the One Ring that Hans made for you before?" ”

"No, no, no, of course not, Hans, your Supreme Ring is simply a must-have for home travel and escape, if it weren't for Hans's Ring, I would have been able to do it a long time ago."

"Hmph."

Hans sat back on the stool, his mustache fluttering, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"What else is your kid going to make?"

"This, I'm not here to find Hans to build it, I want to borrow Hans your stove, it's best for you to guide me next to me."

"You kid want to do it yourself?"

"Hmm." Jiang Lin smiled, his eyes flashed with the softness of a scumbag he had never seen before, "I want to create a wedding ring." ”

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