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Chapter 471 cos Jiang Wuchang

The second item is a must-have tent for camping. The prototype is a small tent. According to the introduction, as long as ghost energy is injected into it, it can be transformed into a small bedroom for two or three people to live in.

It has certain defense and isolation perception attributes, and it is OK to secretly find some excitement outside. In addition, there are some small game consoles and cleaning hats that match the cleaning ghost.

Even in the morning, Jiang Chen saw the wing ball that sent new news to the morning, and the price was just equivalent to a human mobile phone.

There are no less than a hundred kinds of things, big and small in the Huo family, and each of them has different functions. Fans in the live broadcast room look at the live broadcast cameras all the way.

I was completely confused, and I could say that my face was full of two words, "I want it!"

"I feel like these things are really fun!"

"Since I have a reading speed doubler, my mother no longer has to worry about me cramming for a while, it doesn't work."

"I just want that tent if the celebrity doesn't say secret words!"

"Which tent is upstairs?"

At this moment, in front of the screen, some scholars couldn't help but lift their glasses and looked at the ghost tools carefully, wondering if they had the opportunity to study them carefully.

Swish, swish, the male clerk continued to wipe and rub the cleaning ghost while wiping, thinking: Why did the sound sound a little familiar just now?

Could it be a ghost I knew? He didn't hear a sound for a long time. He looked up and saw a tall white hat.

Ghost man? You should know that there is still a clear difference between the uniforms of the West Palace and the work clothes of the East Palace.

Since the appearance of the underworld live broadcast room, many cos Bai Wuchang has appeared in the West Hall.

With the sound of silly, the counter was almost cleaned. Chen Yang looked over there again, and then walked to the shelves with a string of cleaning ghosts, sweeping casually, and asked, "Didn't you find what you want?"

Jiang Chen had already looked at the two shelves, and was holding a white conch in his hand and said, "I want to buy something interesting and useful."

This sound...? What did Chen Yang think of suddenly? He raised his head suddenly, glanced at Jiang Chen up and down and said with a smile: "Brother, you have all cos! Even the vocalizer is ready..."

Halfway through this, Jiang Chen lowered the conch in his hand, turned his head and looked over, with a slightly confused expression. Chen Yang's smile suddenly froze.

Even the remaining words were stuck in his throat. After a while, he laughed dryly and said, "Cos... Jiang Wuchang!" Jiang Chen looked at him without saying anything.

However, just as Chen Yang was about to laugh and his brain gradually began to get excited, he suddenly heard Jiang Chen 'um' and then continued, "What, look like!"

Chen Yang then let out a sudden sigh, but he felt a little disappointed. Yes, I heard that Jiang Wuchang had already attended the food banquet.

So he casually patted Jiang Chen on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Hahaha, I really look like brothers. I almost really think Jiang Wuchang is coming."

"I heard that the guys in Beidian have very good face-pinching skills, but your skills are almost surpassing them." Chen Yang was amazed: "Come on, what fun things I recommend to you."

In a blink of an eye, when Chen Yang saw Jiang Chen's face, he subconsciously couldn't help but feel a little excited. He tsk twice and began to introduce the things in the store to Jiang Chen, which was so lifelike.

"You look at books as thick as bricks, and there is a very large space inside. Many people like to hide things. They are very hiding, but there is one thing that once there is no wife discovers, it can hit the head directly."

"Well, I remember that Wang Xiaohua next door used this last time and smashed her husband's head with a big bag, but ended up chasing him for three streets, hahaha!"

"Let's take a look at the tissue bag here. The tissues inside are all disposable, but they are very magical and they are wiped away."

What traces?

Whether it is the traces of writing, the traces of walking, or even the oil stains.

It can also be said that from the invisible smell to any trace that can be seen, it can be wiped off in minutes. How to wipe the smell, just burn it and spread it onto the ground. It can be said that it is very powerful.

There are even some ghosts who use this for study and exams, but some people use it for... Hehe, Chen Yang couldn't help but smirk, lowered his voice and said, "It is used to sneak out in the middle of the night."

It is no exaggeration to say that there is no trace left.

"And this conch..." In Chen Yang's enthusiastic introduction, Jiang Chen quickly chose the ghost weapon he wanted to buy, and also learned how rich and colorful life in the underworld in the West Palace is.

But the fans in the live broadcast room were already very excited.

"No, I can't help it. The anchor is so naughty, hahaha!"

"Anchor: I cosplay myself, do I look like it, hahaha!"

"I'll go, the reaction is so real. The first time I saw the idol, I was: Well? That one was my idol just now? I took a look at it again and it seemed quite similar..."

Fans were so happy that they couldn't help but slap the table, and couldn't control the corners of their mouths. Mom, the anchor's operation was too unexpected to them.

I feel like I got to know the anchor again and refreshed my views on the anchor.

"I admit I just laughed, hahaha!"

"Clerk: You guys go away, you are all fake fans. This is clearly the role of Jiang Wuchang, hahaha!"

Ghost artifact shop.

"Let's go slowly!"

After the successful transaction, Chen Yang was in a very good mood and waved a string of cleaning ghosts in his hand.

When Jiang Chen left the store, there was also an extra mask on his face. According to the clerk, this was the elated face-pinching mask in the West Palace.

So I thought about it and bought a white and round face, but there was no color adjustment. I took out two eye holes and put them on my face. When the figure moved, I left the store like a gust of wind.

The ghosts who were still watching secretly outside the door just now didn't react, "State of Shenma, has there been something just now?"

Now, Jiang Chen walked on the street again, and finally there was no phenomenon of passers-by looking at each other frequently, hitting the telephone pole, and rotating his head 360 degrees.

There are also some little ghosts who pass by from time to time, looking at his mask, unable to help but cover their mouths and laughing. Even the fans in the live broadcast room were happily stopping.

"The anchor finally has the celebrity awareness at this time. It's not bad!"

"If I have this face-pinching technique, my mother wouldn't have been chased and beaten for three streets back then."

"I wonder if you have a premonition that this mask is going to be popular!"
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