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Before Wang Liang could react, he felt his eyes lit up and then appeared on a square.

The square in front of me is quite large, the ground is paved with white jade-like marble, and it is impossible to see at a glance from where he is standing.

In the distance, you can vaguely see a palace-like existence, but when you look closely, you can't see anything, you can only see purple hanging down from the sky.

Before Wang Liang could see clearly what was going on around him, noisy and chaotic sounds began to sound in his ears.

"Erxian Mountain, Magu Cave has opened a group, a group has been opened. One magic weapon is here, and it's time to get one!"

"Emei Mountain, Luofu Cave, I want to attack Zhao Gongming!"

"The underground palace of death, there is a master who leads a team, and a financial backer's father will come."

"Silver scale breastplate, 20 yuan per piece..."

After looking closer, Wang Liang saw the bustling crowds going back and forth in the square, and he couldn't tell how many people there were. He only saw that all of them were the weird people he had seen before. Most of his hair was red and green, and some even walked in the square with a bull's head or a dog's head.

Some people lay a piece of cloth directly on the ground and put some things on the cloth. People squatted and sold on the edge of the cloth.

Such a fresh situation made Wang Liang a little curious. He looked around and found that no matter how crowded the crowd was, he seemed to not bump into other people.

Even if the things placed on the street stall are far away, you can clearly see some of the details above and know what they are.

Wang Liang thought about it and said that since he had come, he simply found a place with few people and squatted, and untied the clothes tied to him, and spread them on the ground.

There were more than ten copies of "Innate Qiankun Gong" on the clothes.

He had just squatted down, and someone nearby noticed him. After all, he put on more than a dozen books that looked exactly the same, which was rare in this way.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

A voice came from not far away, and Wang Liang did not raise his head and responded directly, "Set up a stall."

As soon as he finished speaking, the clothes spread on the ground changed and turned into a square gray sack. At the same time, in Wang Liang's eyes, many grids appeared on the sack, which just allowed him to put "Innate Qiankun Gong" in one by one.

When putting this book in the grid, it will also indicate the basic price of the book and prompt whether Wang Liang is willing to barter.

Wang Liang's actions also attracted the attention of some people. They all saw Wang Liang's actions. Wang Liang had put things on the ground but did not activate the stall setting up a place, so that people nearby knew that Wang Liang was a pure newcomer.

The newbie still has so many "kung crafts" in his hands, and for a moment, everyone around wanted to squeeze in and take advantage of it.

Looking at the crowd coming here, Wang Liang was also startled. He was about to take a few steps back, but found that he could not seem to be able to leave his stall for a distance.

And the crowd seemed to have no way to squeeze in from other directions, so they could only stand in a face to face with him and introduce themselves anxiously there.

Wang Liang was also a little puzzled about these people's behavior of not buying things. He didn't know what these people were thinking at all, and he just felt that they had a problem with their brains.

At this time, a fat man over 1.8 meters tall squeezed out from behind.

"Get out of the way, let me go out of the way."

The fat man was like a hill, with a big red beard and green hair on his face, wearing a short-lived dress that only a pig slayer would wear, and a machete hung around his waist, covered in blood and minced meat.

After pushing the person away, the fat man stood in front of Wang Liang's stall with a smile on his face.

Wang Liang glanced at this fat man, and for some reason, he didn't feel any annoying when he smiled.

A line of words floated above the fat man's head, "Hardware Group Butcher No. 1".

The fat man didn't see the expression on Wang Liang's face. He looked up and down at Wang Liang, and then said, "Hello, young master."

Young Master? Not only Wang Liang was stunned, but the crowds nearby were also stunned.

At this time, the fat man said proudly: "You don't have eyes. Haven't you seen any books on it? They are all "Innate Qiankun Gong". Let's look at the situation of this young master. You can tell at first glance that "Innate Qiankun Gong" has already been introduced. This must be a copy of the elders at home who specially made him a set of "Innate Qiankun Gong".

The extra fragments are used as starting funds for the young master. If you have elders who accompany others to brush the same copy, don’t affect the young master’s judgment if you don’t.

By the way, Master, you can call me a butcher. I am a businessman from the hardware group and have all kinds of strange beasts on my hands. As long as you speak, I can help you with even the crane boy."

"Crane, no need." Wang Liang shook his hand.

When everyone saw that although Wang Liang was no longer the fat man before and his temperament began to be more literati, it was obvious that he had the style of a superior person. In every move, some habits and movements could not be changed.

Everyone believed the fat man's words at this moment, and their eyes at Wang Liang changed a lot.

At this time, the fat butcher asked carefully: "Young Master, can you know your name?"

"My surname is Wang, my name is..." When talking about the name, Wang Liang hesitated for a moment. Although he didn't know why these people called strange names in this world, it was obvious that the world had strict requirements on names.

After thinking about it in his heart, Wang Liang said seriously: "My name is Wang Jilong."

After saying this name, Wang Liang felt that he had a little missing from his post. He added, "The versatile Wang Jilong."

After saying this name, Wang Liang nodded affirmatively. This should be compared with the 'Dragon Gunner Yin Zhiping'.

"How much money is more than billion?" The fat butcher muttered in a low voice, "What a good name. Only this name can be worthy of Young Master Wang's majesty. From this we can see the Young Master's style.

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