C415 (1/2)

”How many Lingshi do you need?” Asked Luyu.

”You really want to make a reservation?” The man looked at Luyu in surprise, and opened a book with his hand. ”Wait, I'll find it!”

”Stop! I want the last room! ” From Lu Yu and Ji sunfish, a young man in high clothes came.

The young man's shirt neckline, not a gold sword logo, originally a disciple of Tianchen sect.

Luyu frowned: ”can't you see anyone coming first?”

”You poor people, can you book the house here? Get out of here, don't delay my practice! ” The young man waved impatiently.

”It is necessary to register the name and the door of the house and report it.” Said the man.

Young man raised his head: ”Tianchen Zong chief big disciple, Muqi!”

Muqi naturally has a capital worthy of pride.

The seven Nanhuang shangxianmen, each of the chief disciples, are the top talents in each clan.

Muqi is young, less than 30 years old, and has reached the eight levels of practice in the sky of the small week!

It is also because of his outstanding talent that he has received great support from Tianchen clan.

In his body, also brought out from the heaven Chen Zong 50 million high-quality Lingshi.

”Well, the top rooms are 100 million excellent Lingshi a day. You can't credit the money now!” ”The man said impatiently.

”What!” The hand Mu put on the storage bag suddenly shook.

”How many Lingshi do you say, 100 million? You didn't say it wrong? ” Muqi is unbelievable.

The face of the man immediately collapsed: ”no money, no money, you put on any garlic, roll!”

Muqi gnawed, ”you are a black shop. What room can be worth 100 million days!”

The man impatiently skimmed: ”no money, get out of the way, you love renting!”