After Setting up Her Own Stall, the Bigshot in Mystic Arts Went Viral - Chapter 537

Sudden.

Qu Jian’er, who was begging for rain, opened her eyes.

Everyone is busy looking up to the sky.

The sun was hanging high in the sky as always, and there was not even a little wind around.

[No change. 】

[〖The dog’s head saves your life〗I really want to make a mystery. 】

[Is it my illusion? I felt the wind in the air suddenly grow louder. 】

【Come, come, the wind is blowing! 】

A gust of evil wind hit.

When everyone can’t react.

Then came Thunderbolt.

The sunny day darkened in an instant.

The host almost fell off the chair, and he couldn’t hold back the swearing: “Damn it, it’s windy!?”

Tick ​​tock, the first drop of rain.

He felt the rain, and he who should have been covered in coolness didn’t feel how cold the rain was.

The host always feels that the water is much warmer and can cleanse people’s souls.

There are more and more raindrops.

The audience was instantly quiet.

No one dared to take a big breath.

Qu Jian’er slowly took out two umbrellas from the space button, opened one for herself, and handed the other to the host.

However, the host fell into a state of madness, looking up, as if waiting for the baptism of the downpour.

Qu Jian’er: “…” Crazy?

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The rain was first pattering down, and then turned into a heavy rain, hanging the sky with hazy beauty.

[From the big score, Cookie, you are my god! 】

[Although it seems very fraudulent, I still have to say, it’s an old fraud! 】

[Who would have imagined that when I came to Huangquanxing to travel, I was basking in the sun on the balcony of the hotel just now, and now I was drenched in water. 】

【I was dumbfounded and cast my body on the ground. 】

[Oh, our cookies seem to have that cheating certificate, it’s so simple, forgive me for being poor, I can’t express it! 】

[I always feel that this is the basis of cookies. Think about it, the world is not scientific at all, these are trivial things. 】

Thank you for the incoherent host.

He had to take the umbrella that Qu Jian’er handed him with his hands and feet, feeling in his heart that the boss was by his side.

He is a famous gold medal host.

Also a ghost lover.

Always bold and careful.

Played all kinds of horror games.

But he never felt scared, because his subconscious mind also believed that it was not true. When the underworld appeared, when Huang Quanxing appeared, he rushed over to host with a joking attitude, but he did not expect that Huang Quanxing seemed to be a weird and thrilling paradise.

The rain is getting heavier.

The sound of rain drowned out many voices.

The host holds the microphone, and the output depends entirely on shouting: “Mr. Qu, when will the rain stop?”

Qu Jian’er nodded very calmly, looked at the rain curtain and said, “The rain clears, the clouds clear, and the sun rises.”

Soon, the rain stopped.

After the rain, the sky is sunny, and the rainbow is crumbling in the sky.

If it weren’t for the residual rainwater on the ground, it would be as if it had never rained on a sunny day.

[So Cookie was hacked into the head of a cult because we were blind and ignorant of Mount Tai? 】

[Surprised, the clown is actually me after so many days! 】

[Okay, the case has been solved. From now on, I will believe whatever Cookie says, and whoever stops me will be in a hurry with whom. 】

[Hehehe, such a versatile cookie belongs to our empire, let the federation boys be jealous! 】

[Don’t be too happy, Cookie was elected as the head of state by the people of the federation, what do we have to keep her? 】

[Why, Mr. Zuo hasn’t won the position of king yet? Make the cookie queen? Did he slack off! 】

[I think a queen is too contemptuous of cookies, and we should give us cookies a unique title. 】

[Looking at ancient and modern times, which great skill is not famous in history, cookies are worthy of it

A name occupies a page in the history book, instead of being appended to the king and bearing the name of a queen. 】

[I agree, I think the Great Master is very good! 】

[+1! 】

The topic of barrage is getting more and more biased.

The host wanted to finish worshiping the boss earlier and ask Qu Jian’er for help, but he tried to pull it back, but was separated by a bullet screen, and he was so lonely that he sat alone on the high chair.

Qu Jian’er raised her eyebrows: “Great Master?”

Her enthusiastic appearance successfully made the netizens cheer, and she felt that she had found Qu Jian’er’s excitement.

Everyone volunteered to canvass votes, and decided to create an artificial version of Guoshi Tianxiang for Qu Jian’er at their own expense.

Qu Jian’er: “…” It’s not that exaggerated.

She didn’t forget that she was here to speak.

Put out the map of Huangquanxing.

Name where the tourist attractions are.

Qu Jian’er grasped the key point: “I think as a tourist area, Huangquanxing lacks some special snacks.”

The host was finally able to answer the call: “Teacher Qu’s suggestion is very good, do you have any recommendations?”

Qu Jian’er thought for a while: “Mengpo soup is not bad.”

The previous mechanism of the Underworld was very simple. Later, I don’t know which realm of Hades reformed it. I learned to copy the description of the underworld from the underworld, and a new set of mechanisms was really formed.

When did positions such as bull head and horse face, black and white impermanence, and Meng Po all arise.

Qu Jian’er felt that he could use the experience of his predecessors.

After she dies, it can also be reorganized.

The host was a little dazed: “Mr. Qu is talking about the Mengpo soup that I understand?”

The descendants of the ancient blue star behind him.

Imperials retain their views on traditional culture.

Qu Jian’er nodded.

After she met those undead in the underworld who were unwilling to leave, she felt a hidden danger in her heart.

Qu Jian’er had a premonition that if more and more people did not reincarnate, something unpredictable would happen.

The best way is not to help them solve their obsessions.

Instead, let them have no obsession.

You deserve to have the Mengpo soup that forgets the old dreams of the past.

She didn’t believe it anymore. When a person died, there would be no grievances, and there would still be obsession with a mouthful of soup.

Of course, such a drink that can be forgotten is also a rare way to make money.

Qu Jian’er ignored the host’s bewilderment.

She insisted on taking Meng Po soup as a winning weapon to increase the chance of reincarnation and speed up the efficiency of reincarnation!

[Po Meng drink? 】

[Why does Cookie play in such a dark world? I can’t keep up with her train of thought. 】

[Which time did we keep up? 】

【Am I the only one who has little expectations? 】

[Wow, the previous you are so perverted, add me. 】

The host is a bunch of rainbow farts: “So committed to the development of Huang Quanxing, Mr. Qu’s attitude towards work is really serious, which is beyond the reach of my generation.”

Qu Jian’er looked at the host suspiciously, always feeling that this kid was very flattering.

Just like her, if she asked Zuo Chen for something, she would give such a bottomless compliment.

Qu Jian’er half-truth: “I plan to invest in Huangquanxing, so naturally I want to contribute to the development of this place.”

The host was speechless for a while, and he had nothing to say: “Does Teacher Naqu have any goals?”

Qu Jian’er looked serious: “Well, set a small goal and earn 100 million in the early stage.”

【Earn 100 million by selling drinks? 】

[Set a small goal with a serious face. 】

[For the cause of Cookie, you must support it. 】

[Cookies are also unavoidable. 】

[To put it this way, the cookies don’t sell other things, she sells Po Meng’s drinks. 】

[Confused.jpg I just entered the live broadcast room, what are you talking about in the underworld? 】

[Pack up and go to Huangquanxing to stay now

, Waiting for the drink to be launched, a little looking forward~]

Before the netizens became more and more crazy~www.mtlnovel.com~ Qu Jian’er waved her hand and said, “Everyone is welcome to travel to Huangquanxing, and we will withdraw first.”

She thought of an idea to make money, so she couldn’t wait to try it out.

When she told Lao Yin the news.

After receiving Lao Yin’s speechless and understanding, the host tiptoed and sneaked up.

Qu Jian’er: “…”

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