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Chapter 45 Xuanwu Hall Master
[System prompt]: The player Cube [-] has been demoted from the head of the Xuanwu Hall to an ordinary member by the gang leader Xuanyuan.

[System prompt]: The player with red makeup, red clothes, and drunk beauty has been promoted from an ordinary member to the head of Xuanwu Hall by the gang leader Xuanyuan.

Guild [Xuanyuan]: Regardless of whether you can get the third-grade elixir or not, the deposit will be returned to you in full at that time. I give you the position of head of the Xuanwu Hall because of your sincerity. I believe you!

Lan Tian curled his lips into a sneer, how hypocritical!

Guild [Red Makeup, Red Clothes, Drunk Beauty]: Thank you, Lord Guild Master!Thank you, Comrade Square Eight!In the future, if there is something I don’t understand, I hope Comrades of Square Eight can enlighten me a lot. We are all for the guild, so I won’t say the official words.

Guild [Diamond Eight]: Hong Zhuang is polite. I haven’t taken care of the pharmacy due to work recently, and I have to rely on Hong Zhuang to work hard in the future. Don’t worry, I will definitely come back to help you when I am free!
Lan Tian didn't expect Diamond Eight to be so open-minded, and his affection for him immediately increased a lot.

The reason why she said those polite words earlier was because she offered to be the master of the Xuanwu Hall, and she didn't speak to Fang Fang in advance, because she was afraid that he would have an opinion in his heart. He might not dare to slander Xuanyuan, but he might not. She secretly wears small shoes.

Anyway, Square Eight is considered an old man here after all. He has managed Xuanwu Hall for so long and must have some experience. It would be no good to offend him, so Lan Tian put down his face and sincerely asked for advice and thanked him.

Unexpectedly, Diamond Eight is a straightforward person, which makes Lan Tian a little embarrassed, and he really treats the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

After finishing the work of the guild, Lan Tian realized that almost two hours had passed, why hasn't there been any reply from Qingsi Qingshan Yiqingcheng?

Lan Tian sent him a message, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea.

Reluctantly, I sent a few more messages, but still the same result.

Lan Tian guessed that the perverted god was probably busy killing people, or hung up the phone and went out to have a good time.

Before going to sleep, Lan Tian found that the profile picture of Yi Qingcheng in blue silk and green shirt was still on, so he tried to send a few more messages, but still couldn't get an answer, so he sighed and closed the chat window.

Then he suddenly remembered something, "Gudong Gudong" drank two mouthfuls of warm water, as if he had made a decision, his subordinate "Pilipala" tapped the keyboard, and sent countless messages in one breath.

Most of them are about Xuanyuan.

These things have been pressing on Lan Tian's heart, but there is no one to talk to.

Li Xiaomeng has been blaming herself for Xuanyuan, of course, Lan Tian will not tell her those unhappy things, it will only make Li Xiaomeng feel more guilty; The window drinks a pot of wine alone... He is completely opposed to her revenge, so Lan Tian doesn't want to talk about it.

Anyway, the blue silk and blue shirt are not here today, she said, but he can't see it either.

She only thinks that he is online, the object of her confidant.

...

...

When Lin Feng woke up, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning, and the sun just came in gently and gently, with a soft warmth.

Rubbing his temples habitually, with one leg lazily leaning on the back of the sofa, Lin Feng began to organize his thoughts from last night.

After drinking, he met Lan Tian, ​​and later helped Lan Tian get rid of that girl and that princess, and then he tried hard to think about the second condition...

condition?

Qinghan's eyes became clear instantly, Lin Feng sat up from the sofa with a force on his waist, and pulled the laptop towards his eyes.

As expected, Lan Tian has gone offline.

However, looking at the private chat box densely written by the blue sky, Lin Feng felt a little headache.

(End of this chapter)