Chapter 1411： Xianyou, want to learn to catch ghosts!

And, for Zhang Xiaofan in the future.

That's also a great thing that benefits from nothing but benefits.

With this in mind, Zhang Xiaofan thought for a moment.

In the end, I decided to buy a copy of Zhang Daoling's ghost, Feng Yao's heritage.

I'm Mengxin {Zhang Xiaofan}: "Okay, Zhang Daoling, you don't have to sell anything."

"Let's just say, how can you sell the inheritance of the ghost catcher!"

Zhang Daoling: "Hey, hey, hey ... {three smiley faces.}"

Zhang Daoling didn't directly send his legacy about ghost catching and demon demon.

Instead, a series of smirk expressions were sent to Zhang Xiaofan.

Seeing this, it made Zhang Xiaofan's heart murmur.

For no reason, I feel an unknown hunch ...

Zhang Daoling: "I heard that you were in Ge Hong's hand before."

"It took me a total of 100.000 merit."

"Purchased, Ge Hong's old-fashioned medical pedigree?"

"Oh, what a coincidence!"

"My poor ghost, the demon memory of Feng Yao also sells 100.000 merit!"

Zhang Xiaofan: "I have a mother who sells batches, I don't know if I should talk about it!"

After seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan said that he had no fluctuations in his heart, and even wanted to hit people!

Your grandfather—!

Zhang Xiaofan behind the screen of the phone is almost scolding his mother!

Not playing like this!

Isn't this special? Isn't he naked and robbing himself in the fire?

Improper, extremely improper-!

I'm Mengxin {张小凡}: "Can it be cheaper?"

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan was beeping, and the dog's mood was gone.

What's so special, he rewarded merit from the black impermanence.

In the end, the rewards that are fully played are all just 100.000 points of merit, okay?

Moreover, the most daddy is that these 100.000 points of merit still shine in the mirror.

It's not really in his pocket yet!

As a result, Zhang Daoling, the deadly trader, was better.

Touch your mouth and touch your mouth, and open your mouth and ask yourself if you want to leave these 100.000 merit points?

If not, Zhang Daoling is an old man floating in the sky.

Believe it or not, Zhang Xiaofan can't even recognize his mother with an old punch now!

Zhang Daoling: "Small business, shouldn't you bargain, dear-!

"Your grandfather's--!"

Ten thousand heads of grass and mud in Zhang Xiaofan's heart.

Mom sells criticism, improper people are extremely improper people!

Zhang Daoling, this deadly trader, is so special.

This ... this is really a word that will be robbed in the fire.

To the best of interpretation!

However, this can't be helped.

Indeed, if oneself is totally ignorant about such things as ghost catching and demon-monitoring.

If you are stupid, go to Zhao's house. It is estimated that nine out of ten is the rhythm of asking the dog to take every minute.

Therefore, this Dao Ling gave himself the set he could only recognize by holding his nose.

"Mom sells lots, Zhang Daoling, you're so proud!"

"You pit lord, lord lord I will go ten times with you in the sky and begged to come back a hundred times."

After that, Zhang Xiaofan signed another contract with Zhang Daoling, similar to his own in order to obtain ...