安提路德諾帕薩朗提示您：看後求收藏（第37章 影子的犧牲,克蘇魯地方誌,安提路德諾帕薩朗,藏書網），接著再看更方便。
請關閉瀏覽器的閱讀/暢讀/小說模式並且關閉廣告遮蔽過濾功能，避免出現內容無法顯示或者段落錯亂。
hese strange yet highly exquisite red shoes cost 200 Shenzhou coins, which is much cheaper than it looks. the value of handicrafts is increasing.
however, when he subconsciously felt in his pocket, he realized that he actually had cash, which happened to be 200 brand new Shinshu coins.
\"why...why...\" clark wondered. I didn't know where he got the money, but the red shoes were right in front of me. he didn't think much about it and reluctantly let it go because life is precious and time waits for no one. he paid 200 Shenshu coins.
Li Jiahong accepted the money with a smile and said, ``thank you for your continued patronage.''
mr. clark looked at the money in the cash register, was silent for a moment, and said, \"what will happen to me if I pay?\"
“You will be blessed,” Li Jiahong said quietly.
…
clark left the cabin in the woods as the bell hanging in front of the door swayed. Employees working in various parts of the store gathered in front of the counter all at once.
\"this stranger has mitted many crimes, but he doesn't know it,\" wei Jiang said as he removed the fire stick and chain from around his waist. the warm blue and red light on both torsos slowly disappeared.
\"maybe it's a matter of a wounded soul,\" said Li tajin, leaning against the counter. he looked sideways at chen xiaolin, and he nodded. he also felt something strange about the customer from earlier.
Li Jiahong smiled lightly and said,
本章未完，點選下一頁繼續閱讀。