Like other girls, this strange dust is dressed in a semi-permeable blood-red gauze dress, in good shape and exquisite curve, and there is no sign that it is a woman who has given birth

However, there was no joy in her face, and her face was full of sorrow, which made people feel sad.
Liang Ping’s heart suddenly caught a glimpse of pain and saw another familiar person in the first row.
"Shen Jianing, why is she here?"
Liang Ping couldn’t help asking Fucheng.
Fu Cheng, on the other hand, said softly, "This is what I said yesterday: Bones will also be mixed into the beauty contest scene, and the situation will become more difficult."
Liang Ping didn’t dare to look at Shen Jianing again, not only because she was a hostile party, but also because she was so attractive. If she was careless, she would be fascinated by her expression.
"Cough"
So I cleared my throat
They have come to golden phoenix.
Golden phoenix walked up to Fucheng with a compliment and bowed down. "President, everyone is ready. Do you have any instructions?"
Fu Cheng glanced at the scene roughly, so he stood tall and drank loudly. "I know there are many people here. It took a lot of thought to prepare for this beauty contest to win the king’s smile, but I do tell you now that not every girl has a chance to enter the Death Shrine."
Speaking of which, there are already many girls with sad faces.
Fu Cheng didn’t pause for a moment. He continued to shout, "Today is March 16th, and it is also the official launch day of the Death Capital Beauty Contest."
At this point, he suddenly paused.
The scene is thunderous
It was a long time before he waved and shouted, "all I can say is that not every girl has a chance to enter the shrine of death. Aren’t you curious at all!"
Live crow
So Fucheng continued to shout, "The rule is this: before entering the Death Shrine, every girl needs to go to the Imperial Capital Square to distribute the admission certificate of the Death Shrine, and whoever sells the certificate, the higher the price, the chance to enter the Death Shrine to participate in the official beauty contest."
At this point, Fucheng asked for an admission certificate from golden phoenix.
Up close, it’s a copper token with a blood-red skull logo on it.
Fu Cheng held the qualification certificate in his hand and held it high in front of everyone and shouted, "Everyone has seen clearly that the number of this qualification certificate is one in total. You can sell it to one person. After you arrive at the scene, you each choose the object you want to sell and say that he will enter the Death Palace at a higher price. Do you understand?"
The girls responded with "white!"
Then pay the city and continue to shout, "Remember that people who come to watch the beauty contest will gather in the Imperial Capital Square today. When you get there, you can choose your own goals, but several people can choose the same goal, but whoever wants the higher price will be the winner."
Fu Cheng dragged Liang Ping aside and whispered, "In view of the rules of the beauty contest, you have to spend money to buy tokens to enter the venue. After arriving at the Imperial City Square, you must get the admission certificate."
Liang Pingwen’s face was reluctant. "I don’t seem to have that much money. Isn’t your reserve price 1 gold coin? How can I get it out in such a short time?"
Fucheng said, "You don’t have me. Always remember that you have to get an admission certificate."
Liang Ping nodded silently.
And some worry about watching ronaldinho and ink feather four of them light way "that they do a few"
Pay a quick glance at the faces of several of them. "Don’t worry about them for a moment," he said. "Mercenaries will try their best to ensure their safety. It’s definitely much safer outside the shrine of death than outside it."
Chapter 165 Money
Fucheng dialect immediately made Liang Pingsheng a little wary.
In Liang Pingchao’s conscious induction, it is suddenly discovered that there are still many unknown secrets hidden deep in Fucheng’s heart.
So Liang Ping pondered for a moment and laughed. "Well, I’ll believe you once."
Fu Cheng looked at Liang Ping strangely with a smile in his eyes for a long time before saying, "I still don’t agree with you. Why don’t you tell me what you want to believe me?"
"Ha ha, I believe that a person who can be considered by his brother must not be a bad person," Liang Ping replied.
Ignoring Fucheng’s surprise, he turned to Mo Yu and said, "If possible, I hope you can stay at Selhi Hotel and protect Ronan for me."
Ink feather smell speech is a face of don’t "can you tell me why?"
Liang Ping stared at Mo Yu’s eyes with a wink. "In fact, this is also your consideration. And if you follow me, it will be difficult to be tied behind your hands."

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