Chapter 686 I Appreciate You, Reward!

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At this time, Wang Yan was drinking with An Ge and Nan Lian. The little ferret nestled in his arms like a lazy cat. In short, those warblers and swallows were so bad, and she must protect her big brother.

As for the hairy crab without intestines, he was lying on the side obediently, eating skewers and wine with his belly open. Haha, this guy drank so hard that he was not afraid of turning himself into a drunk crab.

The great master Saladin came in. Wang Yan and others also noticed it and prepared to stand up and say hello.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, he saw Scud rushing to recognize his father.

Wang Yan and others were also frightened by his courage and determination.

The prophet Saladin, who was dressed in flowing white robes and had a mustache, was also startled by Scud. While he was looking at Scud, he was thinking in his heart, when did he have a Chinese son?

Did you drink too much one day?

No, no, no, I am young and promising, so handsome and handsome, but this "son" has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and is still a lot older. He definitely cannot be his son.

"Dad! You can reward me as much as you like, wuwu, I'm so poor." Scud ignored all the exclamations and disdainful eyes, hugging the golden thigh and saying.

Saladin looked him up and down, nodded generously and said, "Okay, reward! I'll give you a big reward."

As he spoke, Prophet Saladin pinched his slender fingers out of thin air, and an ancient sheepskin magic scroll appeared in his hand. It exuded a mysterious and ancient power. He muttered words in his mouth: "Great King Solomon, please grant this equipment. The power of magic."

The words just fell.

The magic scroll burned and turned into a ball of radiant magic energy, wrapping around Scud's shoes.

"Ding!"

Scud's shoes suddenly underwent a wonderful change. From a pair of ordinary "Li Ning" brand sneakers, they instantly became radiant and full of powerful power.

While everyone was stunned, Saladin said calmly: "The enchantment is successful, your shoes have become +1 magic equipment."

puff!

Scud almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. He jumped a little. Sure enough, he was as light as a swallow. He should be able to increase his speed by at least 20 to 30%. However, at this moment, he didn't feel any joy at all about getting a piece of magic equipment.

But I almost wished I could be knocked down on the floor. What a loss, what a huge loss? If he had known that "Daddy Shenhao" would be so generous in throwing out a demon-conquering scroll, he should have worn a pair of spiritual weapon-level combat boots.

With the addition of enchantment +1, it can be compared to a minor holy weapon.

"Woo, these are my Li-Ning sneakers." Scud howled.

Wang Yan was stunned when he saw this scene. Scud was weird enough, but the prophet Saladin was even weirder. The method of spreading money on the awards stage is enough to shock people.

But he actually used a precious enchantment scroll to enchant a pair of ordinary sneakers... Not to mention Scud's heartache, even Wang Yan felt inexplicably heartache.

The corners of Wang Yan's mouth twitched. Shenhao's world is indeed beyond the comprehension of Diaosi and I.

Saladin gracefully scattered money, gems, gold coins and other items to the beautiful banshees who called him "Daddy" all the way to Wang Yan, then stretched out his hand full of magic equipment and said, "Fire Son, I heard that you were drinking here, so I came here to say hello to you."

Wang Yan broke into a cold sweat.

Isn't it too big a scene for you to come over and say hello?

However, since he came to say hello sincerely, Wang Yan naturally would not refute his face, and politely stretched out his hand to shake his hand: "Shenhao, no, Brother Saladin is too polite. If you don't mind, let's sit down and drink together." Just a cup."

Who wouldn’t want to be friends with a rich man?

Saladin suddenly laughed happily, waved his hand and said loudly: "Beauty, give me the best wine, one bottle for each person in the room."

Wow!

There was an uproar and screams broke out.

Really worthy of being a great man.

The wine on Bao Cai'er's ship was very expensive, but it was better because it was genuine. The best wine cost hundreds of thousands of dollars for a small bottle. It was said that it was a treasure she had saved for hundreds of years. There must be hundreds of people in the room, including the bikini succubus waiters.

Saladin waved his hand, and hundreds of millions of yuan went out, but he didn't even blink.

Wang Yan drank the wine invited by Saladin. As expected, it was soft in the mouth, like fairy wine. It is indeed a wine that Bao Caier has been saving for many years. It is just delicious. Wang Yan even heard that Bao Cai'er still had her daughter Hong.

Based on her age, wouldn't her daughter Hong be a thousand years old?

It's a pity that she won't sell it, saying that she will use it to treat guests when she is getting married.

Wang Yan couldn't help but start to look forward to Zhang Weidao and Bao Caier's wedding.

"Brother, you are so proud." Wang Yan couldn't help but admire and said, "I heard that you are a descendant of King Solomon and have inherited his traditional magic and wealth?"

"Wherever, just a little bit of property." Saladin also drank wine and said with a hearty smile, "Son of Fire, are you short of money?"

Well……

Although Wang Yan also wanted to imitate Scud in hugging the golden thigh shamelessly, but after thinking about it, he couldn't pull off such a face, so he had to laugh twice and said: "It's a little money, but it's much worse than Brother Saladin."

"Yes." Saladin has a bold personality, but his drinking capacity seems to be average. He is already tipsy after drinking half a bottle of wine. He staggers and says, "Son of Flame, you are so suave and charming. You are a man of temperament. You have two sacred artifact cores." I give you the materials as you say, just to please the beauties. I appreciate you. But seeing as you have so many beauties, you probably don’t have much money in savings. Since we are destined, well, I’ll look for it..."

With that said, Saladin rummaged through his storage bracelet and took out a document and gave it to Wang Yan: "It's our first meeting and there's nothing good about it. Let's keep this oil field property right with us."

"Pfft! Oil field?"

Wang Yan was stunned. He held the heavy document and didn't know what to do. There are still people like this in this world! ? Things like oil fields are also given away as soon as you ask for them! ?

"It's just a small oil field with a few oil wells. The annual income is not much, only one or two billion." Saladin waved his hand casually, as if he was not talking about one or two billion, but one or two hundred. bucks.

"RMB?" Wang Yan was so shocked that his heart skipped a beat.

"It's US dollars..." Saladin was drunk, stroking his mustache and glanced at Wang Yan and said, "What kind of relationship do you and I have? Why would I give you such a barren oil field?"

What do we mean by friendship? Brother Saladin, we just met!

Wang Yan was also drunk. How much is this uncle worth? Wang Yan is now considered to have achieved some success and has quite a lot of assets. But compared with this style master, the difference between an ant and an elephant is simply that.

"Dad, I want to toast you." A certain B-level enchanting banshee came over to propose a toast.

"Okay, okay, what a beautiful girl." Saladin waved his hand and threw out an A-grade crystal core, "Reward."

"Thank you dad!" She happily took the crystal core and ran away

Wang Yan's eyelids jumped when he saw it, and he hurriedly toasted with wine and said: "Brother, I, the son of the flame, admire you the most for such a righteous person. I have to give you a toast."

"Haha, I admire your suave personality the most, Son of Flame." Saladin waved his hand, and an extra bottle of crystal clear, fiery red was stuffed into Wang Yan's hand, "Take it, I'll give you some enhancements. With the strength, turn around and completely suppress the two saints."

"This...Fire Marrow!?"

Wang Yan's heart trembled and he weighed the bottle. There were at least a dozen grams in it. This is the treasure of fire cultivators. It can be redeemed in the national and non-official bureaus, and it can be worth hundreds of merits per gram.

A bottle of this is worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

However, he even gave away the oil field, so he probably wouldn't care much about these dozen grams of fire marrow.

Such a series of throws made even Nan Lian and Wu Ya Ange's hearts flutter. They are no more wealthy than the Saints of Light and Saints of Darkness. They all worked their way up from the bottom.

Although the National African Affairs Bureau can provide training resources, every bit of resource is accumulated one merit point at a time.

Seeing their hesitation, Wang Yan winked secretly. Wu Ya'ange understood and smiled coquettishly: "Giggle~ In the preliminaries, I saw the peerless style of Brother Saladin from a distance. He is worthy of being the descendant of the famous King Solomon. In the future, let alone S-class, even if It doesn’t matter if he is SS level. Come on, let me show my respect to the future demigod level peerless powerhouse.”

Saladin had already drank one bottle and was a little drunk. When he heard this, he was so happy that he raised his mustache and opened another bottle of wine. He drank half of the bottle and said, "Night Witch, you too." A famous and powerful man, you are also the girlfriend of my brother Son of Flame. I admire you, reward you!"

Then without hesitation, he took out a black and clear stone and gave it to Wuya Ange.

The stone is in the shape of a rhombus and contains a powerful force of darkness. Just looking at it can make people feel like they are falling into the abyss and feel panic-stricken.

"The Stone of Bad Luck?"

Wu Ya'ange's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took it over, admiring it carefully and praising, "Good thing, good thing, I once got a stone of bad luck, but compared to yours, no matter the size or the devilish energy, The concentrations are very different.”

The stone of bad luck has always been regarded as an ominous thing. Because those who own it will be riddled with all kinds of diseases and suffer from anxiety all day long. But in fact, it was the pure demonic energy in the Stone of Bad Luck that was at work.

For dark practitioners, this kind of treasure is an excellent choice whether it is used for practice, enlightenment, or made into equipment.

Even Wang Yan's fire marrow is not as valuable as this one.

How awesome!

Really worthy of being a great man.

It's so cool to be friends with such a powerful person.

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