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Lei Ting felt that his whole dog was not good.

I think back then he was the majestic Liuyan Venerable, the generation of Wanjie, the supreme, the peerless, handsome, and unparalleled. He was the person who could make Tianjie fall in love with him at first sight, but now his handsome blind master told him to make him a qualified guide dog. !

Even if the blind master gave him a high-end language system so that he could speak human language, he wouldn't be happy!

Zhan Mingcang said indifferently: "The monthly salary is one million, half of the pocket money, five insurances and one housing fund, and all meals are provided."

"...?!" Lei Ting was worried.

The status of the "soft girl currency" here is equivalent to the spiritual stones of the previous life. If you borrow money, it means "spiritual stones are not omnipotent, but without them, it is absolutely impossible. Even if it is not omnipotent, you have enough spiritual stones." It is omnipotent." And now he is penniless... Ahhhhhhh! ! ! ! !

So the Venerable Liu Yan, the first-generation pure-blood mastiff king, Lei Ting agreed without any moral integrity.

"Be good." Young Master Zhan was very satisfied with Wang's cute attitude, "additional meal in the evening."

"Wow!" Lei Ting: What is integrity, can it be eaten?

"Are you Master Yilian's pet?" Zhan Mingcang asked.

"Pet?" Lei Ting raised his dog's head, "How did you know that I was his pet?"

"It's not a pet..." Zhan Mingcang raised his eyebrows, "Then why is he treating you so well? He even gave you the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead that he carries with him." He never thinks that there are good things for no reason.

"Of course I was shocked by my cool, handsome and domineering aura!"

"You?" The big boss of Zhan was disdainful, raised his finger and poked the puppy, "It's almost the same when it grows up." Now it's only three days old at most.

"You!" Lei Ting was indignant, turned his head and staggered to the side: "I don't want to be with the blind master with a poisonous tongue!"

"Come back." Zhan·Poisonous tongue·Blind master·Ming Cang stretched out his hand to bring back the stupid dog that failed to escape because of its short paws and fat body, and pressed it on its lap to prevent it from running away.

Awow, this deity wants to cultivate a demon!Don't anyone stop me!hell!Even a 20-year-old kid can't beat a living!ah? !

Venerable Lei Liuyan, the future Demon King, the Immortal, Ting struggled and rolled in grief and indignation.

"Little bastard, you've got something wrong! You've got something big! It's the day of revenge when the deity succeeds in cultivation!"

Lei Ting, who was defined by his owner as a guide dog/stupid dog, spoke arrogantly, with one paw on the ground, and the other paw waving and waving, the anger bar was full.

"Oh?" The little bastard had a half-smile, and once again raised his noble hand to knock down the arrogant dog, "Your master, I habitually want to nip danger in its cradle, what should I do?"

Thunder Rage tank is emptied and formatted.

The blood tank is overdrawn, rushing to the street.

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