Common Prosperity 3

Three days later, all the mist in the eastern region was absorbed. Such a big move shocked everyone in the other three regions.

Everyone swarmed to the East Region, wanting to see what was going on.

Looking at it this way, it was incredible that the fog in the Eastern Region was swept away.

"Ah..." Hearing a shivering scream, Qiao Mu looked up, only to see a female cultivator in a piece of rag, she quickly turned around and ran away covering her body.

He Weiping smiled awkwardly at Qiao Mu, "It used to be foggy and the visibility was very low. After half a meter, people couldn't see each other clearly. Now that the fog has suddenly lifted, heh, heh, everyone is a little embarrassed."

I'm sorry, it's just that the female cultivator found out that she looked slovenly, and all of them were seen by others, so she ran away to freshen up.

Look at these idiots, what kind of life do they live day by day?

Because people can't see faces clearly at all, so they probably don't wipe their faces for a few years.

He Weiping's hair was also a bit messy, and he was raking his head embarrassingly at this moment.

"I, let's go back, go back and comb, freshen up again, tomorrow, come back to the Master tomorrow!"

He Weiping was stared at by the little guy with disdain, his old face blushed, and he hurriedly took Zhang Jing and his party back to the newly built bamboo building to scrub.

A small female cultivator, wrapped in a dirty blanket, squeezed together, pushed through the crowd and got close to Qiao Mu.

The voice sounded like crawling out of hell, and said quietly, "Master, what shall we do?"

Now that the fog has been cleared, people can see clearly. People like them who haven't built a bamboo house can be seen clearly when they sleep on the street!

"I don't care what you do! Go back and build your own building!" Master Qiaoqiao roared, and everyone hurriedly ran away.

It's a good idea, and you want Mr. Qiao Qiao to pay for you to build a bamboo house? Bah, bah!

Being poor is not your reason, Mr. Qiao Qiao is not a boy of good fortune, hmph.

People with buildings are happy, but those without buildings are miserable.

Many female nuns can only go to houses with buildings and pay some rent for a period of time.

Now the street is empty, there is nothing to cover and block, so I feel embarrassed to really lie on the street.

"Look at these people." Qiao Mu pointed to the scattered crowd, almost out of breath.

"When they were promoted from the Sixth Formation House, I guess they were all individuals."

Mo Lian and the others looked at Qiao Mu dumbfounded.

What does it mean to be a person, they must be famous people.

"Look at these guys, they don't want to make progress in the sanctuary, they eat and wait to die every day, and they live a life like a salted fish."

Master Qiao Qiao said with hatred, "The juniors in the lower star field of the Sixth House, if they knew that their ancestors were all like this, what would they think?"

Peach Blossom God Venerable twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking back in the past, he seemed to be such a fool who waited for life and death.

It's okay, it's okay, Qiao Qiao called him back, which made his life a little more colorful.

"Salted fish has no future!" Xiao Mian raised his little hand paralyzed, and uttered a sentence forcefully.

Everyone nodded again and again, expressing their great agreement.

"Changqing, go, give me an announcement. At tomorrow's hour, gather all the people in the Eastern Territory here, and I will give them special training!"

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