With the cultivation of being a manager, I will never remember the days wrong, and I don’t know how I would ask these questions?

Although the attendant was very confused, he didn't dare to ask or think about it?

If he angered the manager, the cost of a huge price and finally getting this job may be ruined, especially after a year he became a regular, he did not dare to make a little mistake.

Just then.

"Is there an alchemist here to hand over the mission today?"

A faint voice came.

Hearing words.

The attendant replied quickly:

"You have reported to the authorities, not before the young man came up!"

"That little one, go down and have a look now!"

"Um!"

Immediately, the attendant bowed and ran out quickly.

The square face sitting upright on the chair was in charge, and the two spiritual gold balls in their right hand turned faster.

What's going on?

If we calculate based on time, we should have almost refined it a month ago?

Could it be that the cold-faced old Taoist swept the spiritual medicine and ran away?

Impossible?

The monk who was included in the true spirit aura could not escape the pursuit of the Treasure Tower.

Even if he dies, he will find the last place where this person is. He cannot not know?

Or, what happened to the cold-faced old Taoist?

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soon!

The servant trotted over again and bowed. He didn't dare to talk nonsense, for fear that some abnormal manager would attack him.

Then he hurriedly said:

"You are in charge of the matter. There is no alchemist to hand over the mission today!"

No?

Bad thoughts emerged in his mind!

Now he regrets it a little?

Just give the other party a task, so you shouldn't help you pay all the advances...

If the other party really runs away, he will lose a lot...

The more he thought about it, the tighter his brows frowned!

The frowning brow could kill even a mosquito.

It can be seen how depressed he was!
Chapter completed!