Emperor of Life and Death

The world has changed, but the rules are still the same!

The seniors in the family all hope that their children and grandchildren have a stable job, not seeking wealth, but seeking safety and health.

"Go, give you these eight guys! What are the conditions for you to rise from the 9th class deacon to the 8th class? Let me see if I can help you meet it!"

Fang Yue led Sima Xiao into the room.

The ancients said that it is a good thing to say that the long drought and the rain, and meeting the old friends in another country, are all happy events in life.

Although this is deadly fatty, it's not very reliable. Also like to sell teammates. But when Fang Yue met him in Divine City, there was still an inexplicable closeness in his heart.

"Don't mention it! This myriad forms pavilion is dying. Everyone who joins the myriad forms pavilion must start from the bottom and climb up step by step! Just like the VIP upgrade, this myriad forms pavilion People are also divided into Grade 9 and eighteenth grades. Only this deacon is divided into nine grades. The status and rights of each grade are different as heaven and earth!

But promotion between deacons is difficult. From the ninth to the eighth level alone, it is necessary to complete the mission of 50 million Spirit Stone quota. I have a special Innate, but where can I give him such a big job!"

Sima Xiaofoul -mouthed. I think this myriad forms pavilion is very dark and pitted!

Fang Yue rolls his eyes: "How much can these eight guys sell for?"

Sima smiled and glanced: "At most one hundred thousand Spirit Stones will die! Divine City In, there is no shortage of Innate!"

"Then how many credits do you still lack to promote to the eighth class deacon?"

Fang Yue asked.

Sima laughed and chuckled and said: "50 million..."

Fang Yue rolled his eyes: "Let’s do it, I’ll fill in the 50 million quota for you, but if something happens to me, you You have to help me!"

"50 million Spirit Stone...just you?"

Sima smiled in doubt.

But soon after, he showed a dazed expression, snapped, Sima smiled and patted his thigh.

"I remember, you are the real local tyrant and landlord! The resources you extorted in your hand, if you sell them a little bit, my title of eighth-class deacon will be lost!"

Sima smiled excitedly.

He wants to see the old fogey at home knowing that he has been able to achieve the eighth-class deacon from the ninth-class deacon within a month!

hehe, that look must be quite exciting!

"No, those things, I keep them useful, and I'm not going to sell them. Take this jar of herbal liquid and sell it for me. You should be able to get a good price!"

Fang Yue waved his palm, and a jar of herbal liquid had fallen in front of Sima Xiao.

Sima smiled speechlessly: "Fang Yue, things like Baicaoye that can't be used on the countertops are in Divine City. They are all over the street. Simply can't sell a few Spirit Stones!"

I thought Fang Yue would come up with some heaven-shaking, earth-shattering good things, didn't expect, it was actually a jar of herbal liquid.

Does this thing he used to wash his feet in the family?

Don't talk about fifty million Spirit Stones, fifty Spirit Stones don't necessarily require anyone!

"My Sima Eldest Young Master, you have stayed in my shop for so long, haven't you noticed that I sell something?"

Fang Yue thoroughly that this The guy is out of treatment.

In Yan Capital City, he is in full swing to buy herbal liquid that can prolong life. This guy didn't even know.

"Huh? What do you sell?" Sima laughed and hehe sneered: "I really didn't pay attention to this. For Yan Country, I focused my energy on my Holy Artifact research. ! As for the outside world, I didn’t pay too much attention to observing it!"

"My Herbal Liquid can prolong life. About Heaven and Earth, a drop of Herbal Liquid can extend the life essence of half a month. It’s too late, my Baicao Liquid is so hot, you don’t even know any news!"

Fang Yue doesn’t know what this guy is thinking about every day!

After Sima Xiao heard the effect of Baicao Liquid, he immediately became energetic!

"A treasure that can prolong life? Hey, this is always a hot spot in Divine City! It doesn't matter if the realm is low, you can buy it for your children and grandchildren! After eating, increase the life essence, wait for the realm to increase the life essence. Use! But, is your jar a treasure for life extension?"

Sima smiled and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Fang Yue, this container is really scary.

Spiitual medicine for life extension is rare in the world, and people use the jade bottle to install it.

You take a big jar, and you thought it was white wine if you didn’t know it!

"There are about 1,500 drops of Baicao Liquid in it, you think about selling it! This is the first batch, ten days later, I will give you the second batch!"

Fang Yue at a moderate pace.

In fact, he still has a lot of herbal liquid in his hands. When he was in Yan Capital City, he was idle and okay, and he boiled dozens of pots seriously!

But things are rare and expensive. If you release too much at once, it will definitely be counterproductive.

A long stream of water.

First let the market stir up the Baicao liquid before it can be regarded as True King Road.

Sima smiled as he looked at the jar of herbal liquid, his mouth crooked the fastest!

This order continues, regardless of whether the mission quota can be reached, but in Divine City, a new life-sustaining drug is introduced, which is enough to make him famous in Divine City!

When I think of the wonderful expression of old fogey at home, Sima smiles with joy in his heart!

Sima Xiao was sent away. Fang Yue has already started to study his own new pill formula, one is not good, then another one!

Fang Yue doesn’t believe it, he has the spirit of perseverance, and he really can’t comprehend the true meaning of Heavenly Dao!

Divine City, myriad forms pavilion.

Sima Xiao took the eight slave elated back.

Turning around, Sima Xiaogang crossed the entrance of the Myriad Forms Pavilion.

A slightly sharp sound, like the thorn of an awl!

"Yeah, this is not our Sima Eldest Young Master! Why, there are no treasures to sell. I sold a few slaves from the slave market to fill up the performance! tsk tsk, Sima Eldest Young Master, this is not like Your style! Eight Innate 7th Layer’s Little Brat can’t sell three melons, or else, you scream big brother, I will share my performance with you?"

Sima smiled and looked back coldly.

Actually, there is no need to look at it, he also knows where this annoying sound comes from.

Wu Jian.

A dísciple of the Immortal Aristocratic Family Wu Family. He comes from a branch, but his own innate talent is extremely strong.

At the age of eighteen, he entered the ranks of Innate 5-Layer.

He came to the Myriad Forms Pavilion at the same time as Sima Xiao. But it’s different from Sima Xiao’s troubles every day, so that grandma doesn’t hurt, and the guy his uncle doesn’t love.

Although Wu Jian came from a branch, he has been cared by family elder since he was a child because of his innate talent.

This time Wu Jian came to myriad forms pavilion. On the first day, Uncle signed him a deal for 5 million Spirit Stone.

Although this is far from the 50 million Spirit Stone promotion quota. But at the very least, it is already the 1st Step of the ten thousand li long march.

Even Sima Xiao and Wu Jian's guide, Grade Five deacon Chen Yan, have a good appreciation for Wu Qi. Isn't he going to target Sima Xiao to please Wu Jian?

Sima Xiao's face was dark.

Without saying a word, deng deng deng went upstairs, and the slave with a ticket returned to his desk.

Myriad forms, the only concern is your performance.

No amount of controversy is more dazzling than outstanding performance.

"Sima laugh, tomorrow is the time for your merchandise display! You won’t say, use these slaves as the high grade you want to show!"

Sima laugh In my workstation, my butt hasn't been hot yet.

Chen Yan came over with a black face and said to Sima Xiao in a very rude tone.

"My business, don't worry about you!" Sima smiled and raised his eyelids, and glanced at Chen Yan. He didn't even bother to get up.

Whatever other people's attitude toward him is, he will have what attitude toward others.

Chen Yan?

What is it!

An Old Dog from the declining Aristocratic Family licks Wu Jian's thigh all day.

bang.

Chen Yan fiercely patted the table.

Sima smiles on the wooden table, shaking brightly.

"Sima laugh, what do you mean? Don't you want to do it? I'm reminding you! You have this attitude?"

Chen Yan saliva splash across. Sima splashed with a smile.

Sima smiled slowly and pulled out a tissue from the table, and wiped off the spitting stars on his face.

"Yeah! I really don't want to do it. I have the ability to fire me!" Sima Xiao said in a humble tone.

Among them, it is full of provocative taste.

In an instant, the office was filled with gunpowder.

Chen Yan glared at Sima with a fiercely smile, and was choked so hard that he couldn't utter a word.

To put it bluntly, he is a leader of Sima Xiao and Wu Jian.

As a leader, he has the right to make criticisms and suggestions to the two above. As for the expulsion? Don't even dare to say the first deacon.

If it is an ordinary employee, it will open if it is opened.

But Sima Xiao is a typical relationship household. You drive him? That is tantamount to slap Sima Family!

Chen Yan can guarantee that if he announces the dismissal of Sima Xiao now, he will be dead in the street in the afternoon.

The surface of Divine City is very kind. Calm and tranquil, but the nasty activities below are better than other places!

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Murderous intention is particularly strong in this area of ​​Divine City.

"Okay, Sima laughs, you wait for me to see tomorrow when you and Wu Jian show. If you can't bring out good things, how will Sima Family clean up you, hmph!"

Chen Yan said harshly, turned his head and left.

Sima Xiao glanced at the back of Chen Yan who disappeared from the crowd, but said lightly: "Noisy!"

The next day.

Divine City myriad forms Pavilion.

On the first floor, in a corner, in two unremarkable exhibition halls, there is a flow of people like a tide.

On the top of the two exhibition halls, red papers are posted.

One room says "Nine-class deacon, Wu Jian exhibition hall".

One said "Nine-class deacon, Sima Xiao Exhibition Hall".

Business exhibition.

This is a unique landscape in the Divine City myriad forms pavilion.

All new employees need to prepare for such a merchandise exhibition for four days.

First, it is to increase the visibility of new employees so that they can open more markets.

Secondly, I also hope to take advantage of this opportunity to give new employees a certain degree of tempering, so that they can be brave after shame!

This kind of exhibition, everyday all has, but most of the time, there is nothing good. After all, most of the new employees who have just joined the myriad forms pavilion have a low-level cultivation base and no background.

The treasure in their eyes may be worthless to the customers of myriad forms pavilion.

Next to the exhibition hall, in a living room outside several hundred meters.

Li Si, the manager on the first floor of the Divine City myriad forms pavilion, made a cup of strong tea for Simashan.

"Lao Shan, are you really not going to take advantage of your grandson this time? I can hear that Wu Qi has spent a lot of thoughts on this exhibition. Must laugh Sima Step on your feet!"

Li Si looked at the Sima Family Elder who was still not old but the years passed before him.

Secretly sighed in my heart, this Sima Family has spent a lot of thought to make this Sima laugh and change evil.

On the surface, Sima Family is laissez-faire and strictly suppresses Sima Xiao.

But only Li Si understood how much effort this old friend had spent on Sima Xiao.

"Help him? Why should I help him!" Sima laughed and played with the tea in his hand, shaking it gently, the tea inside was lightly fragrant. But it just didn't splash out.

"youngster, you have to suffer a little bit before you know that you are motivated and that you are inferior to others!"

Simashan lowered his head and looked at the tea swaying in his hand.

A sad face was reflected in the light tea.

The problem boy!