Lian Zhao's internal strength was fully opened and he was cleared at one time. He felt like he was exhausted. He looked depressed. He drooped the broken stick on his right hand to the ground with his head down, and covered the purple bruise on the tiger's mouth with his right hand that was so painful that he grinned.

While turning around, the light that was originally extinguished by the knocker turned on by itself, and Zhang Wei, who was lying on the ground, showed all his trump cards, a vest and a colorful shorts. Lian Zhao, who was breathing, still had the intention to look at his colorful smile, and took out his mobile phone to give him a close-up, ready to threaten him with it in the future.

Without paying attention, a small white smoke behind him was swept away by a vortex. At the same time, at the window, a thin golden light rushed straight from the sky towards Lian Zhao, trying to drill into the middle of his eyebrows, but before he could reach Lian Zhao, he was swept away by the vortex.

At this time, the white cat master jumped directly from the air and landed on the coffee table. His eyes were staring at Lian Zhao who was tired and gasping while sitting on the sofa. He stared until Lian Zhao's scalp was numb, and then he spoke: "Very good, you have passed my first round of tests, and you can get a reward now."

When Lian Zhao heard that there was a reward, his mind immediately became active, his eyes became brighter, and even his breathing began to calm down gradually. He sat up straight and prepared to receive the prize. In Lian Zhao's expectant gaze, the white cat's claws waved, and a photo flew in front of Lian Zhao. Lian Zhao hurriedly took it. He looked at it and his face turned black. What the hell?

Master Baimao said to Lian Zhao with a arrogant look: "Your reward is my signature photo, plus a teacher's love hug, how about it? Are you happy?" Lian Zhao squinted his eyes and looked at the black-faced Lian Zhao shivered, and instantly became cowardly. He said good things against his conscience, and flattered to Master: "Master's things are indeed precious. Master's cat beauty alone can make a sensation in the cat world. He is definitely the best in appearance. Judging from how beautiful the words are, the pen is like dragons and snakes, dragons and phoenixes are dancing, and it is completely master-level calligraphy." Lian Zhao silently brought a sentence in his heart, and he couldn't understand what the hell is painting talisman you are writing!

"Low-key! Low-key! Don't let the whole world know!" The master nodded with satisfaction, jumped onto Lian Zhao's shoulder, patted him, and used his cat's claws to open his back to hug Lian Zhao. Without Lian Zhao's attention, a white light appeared from the cat's claws and rushed into Lian Zhao's body. Lian Zhao didn't notice at all.

The next morning, after driving away the dead pig Zhang Wei on the sofa, Lian Zhao received a call from Xiao Lei Xiaoming.

"Brother Zhao, do you still remember what day today?"

"Student Xiaoming, do you think I don't know you are calling me nickname? I warn you, Shezhao is not easy to mess with, what days? I don't remember it, give me a reminder!"

"Tsk, you will know you will forget that today is the annual COSPLAY festival in the animation and game industry. Last month, you clamored that you had already made equipment in advance and wait until the exhibition was installed. This is what you said, don't embarrass me then. I am a big shot in the COSPLAY industry. I can be said to have given up my full reputation with you."

"Okay, shut up, I'll set off now! I'll be back at the door before noon!" Lian Zhao quickly interrupted Xiao Ming's chatter. Xiao Ming, who was about to establish a correct view of COS for him, couldn't help but feel annoyed and cursed, "I'll tell you the correct way to open it, and you won't listen. Then the person who is embarrassed is not me!" Hang off Lian Zhao's phone angrily.

"Drink!" Lian Zhao stretched out his big laziness, waved his fists, and made the move of a middle-aged man: "It's time to show his real skills!"

Lian Zhao was wearing a game character Yasuo, wearing cool ragged clothes and equipment. Don’t underestimate the ragged clothes. The whole set was 3,000 yuan, which was almost comparable to the Cialis suit, which made Lian Zhao feel very distressed. He took a taxi to the antique street, which was a big weapon store here, which only sold antiques and handicrafts. This is where Lian Zhao was preparing to buy weapons. Yasuo’s suit was originally worn by a long sword, but last time Zhang Wei’s nephew came to visit, Lian Zhao, who pretended to be generous, directly gave it to someone, and later he regretted it very much.

"What are you going to buy, there are all the Qimen weapons, swords, guns, swords and halberds here, and there are many antiques! Look!" The boss standing at the counter greeted him enthusiastically, but Lian Zhao was not stupid. The antiques and other things in the boss's mouth were completely a bunch of decorations, and it was a parallel product. Basically, whoever bought the pen would buy it!

"Give me a long sheathed sword, preferably a Tang Heng sword or a Mo sword!" Lian Zhao was not vague at all, and directly asked for the weapon style. Before coming, he did his homework and explained the sword to the fullest, ensuring that he would never show the appearance of a rustic bun when he spoke.

"It seems that the little brother is an expert. Do you want to break the blade or not?"

"Boss, your backstage is quite tough. You dare to break the nail on the head. Are you afraid that the police will invite you to have tea?"

"Hehe! Where can I get the backend of a small business? Invisible business, keep a low profile!"

"Haha! I want a Tang Hengdao that is not sharp! Wei Xin Pay can be done!"

Lian Zhao took a Tang sword, pulled it open and inserted it back, nodding with satisfaction: "Very good! How much?"

"Little brother, please feel free! Scan the place! A total of 388 yuan, this is a hundred steelmaking! You can't buy it elsewhere!"

Lian Zhao didn't say anything back, put down Tang Dao and walked to the door to scan the code. The boss secretly changed Tang Dao with something he didn't notice! He looked at him with disgusting eyes and was still praising how awesome his weapons were! He ignored the boss's feelings at all, looked at him coldly, then took the knife and turned around and left.

He went to the COS exhibition again. Lian Zhao was lazy to drive and didn't even have a driver's license. Every time he traveled, he would take a taxi and did not have the momentum that nouveau riche should have.

"Look, it's Yasuo!"

"Yes, I'm another rich man. I remember that Yasuo suits are very expensive."

“…………….”

Lian Zhao looked at it and saw that the exhibition had not started yet and the door had not opened yet. He happened to take this opportunity to see more beautiful COS girls wearing very few clothes. This is simply a paradise for men!

"Bang!" A blast shocked Lian Zhao, who was looking at the beautiful legs and big breasts. He quickly looked back at the entrance of the exhibition, but found that the entire building entrance seemed to have been terrorist attacks. What's even more terrifying is that it caused all of this to be COS fans. It is said that masters are among the people, and this cannot cover up the attacks on the other party and destroy the earth and the motherland.

What appeared in Lian Zhao's eyes was a palm with black and blue fire. He slapped the exhibition door and smashed the door directly into it!

"Wow! That's awesome!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

“Beautiful job!”

Everyone on the side started to cheer, feeling that the other party's performance was extremely good!

"Ha!" The guy with blue fire in his hand came straight for him! "Where did the boy come from? He didn't even applaud me for grandpa!"

Lian Zhao was a little speechless. It seemed that he was the only one who did not applaud the scene, and he seemed to stand out, so everyone attacked him.

Facing the Lanhuo monster who was so close to him, Lian Zhao was not panicked at all and pressed the Tang Hengdao in his hand with both hands.

Sword drawing start

"Hasazzi!"

Lian Zhao was stunned when he pulled it out, and saw only a dagger less than a centimeter in his hand.

Where is my Tang Heng sword? Where is my thirty-meter-long big sword?
Chapter completed!