Wang Han has been thinking about things.

On the Jianghu Forum.

The number of people who made appointments for dust-proof beads has reached 180,000.

Wang Han only has 110,000 dust-proof beads.

Fortunately, the kind-hearted people from Penglai Pavilion provided Wang Han with another 150,000 and a half-finished product.

In this way, Wang Han's manufacturing speed can be doubled.

Take a look at the time.

The things from Penglai Pavilion have not been delivered yet.

Taking this opportunity, I also wanted to grab the last handful of wool from Penglai Pavilion.

I am very interested in the ancient battlefield where Penglai Pavilion was able to get weapons before.

Wang Han played with his cell phone.

I called the painted ghost.

"Stop sleeping, come and act as a substitute to block the knife!"

The ghost of the painting skin said bitterly, "Boss, you used to deceive me into team building, but now you don't have any more pretending?"

Wang Han smacked his lips, "Tsk! I'm distracted, I've said my heart!"

The painted ghost said resentfully, "Follow you, you make a lot of money, and your heart is still hanging. Alas? I'm still rhyming! skr..."

"Don't be too stubborn! Mountains and rivers meet, Tian Pengque's old house!"

The painted ghost said excitedly, "Can you play with Qiao Yaya again? Hahaha! Boss, you are Xiang Feng's good brother!"

Wang Han had a dark face, "What other thing! It's not this!"

Hang up the phone.

Wang Han turned his head and saw Su Qi and Yu Ling'er sitting side by side on the steps, and Yu Ling'er was making bracelets for Su Qi.

The phone vibrated again.

Hei Yi called.

Wang Han answered the phone, "Brother Yi! How is there now?"

Hei Yi seemed very tired, "There are already people and demons. Send me a message to ask me about Xingze, have you encountered a demon?"
Chapter completed!