C1820 Five or Six Hundred Pounds of Fat

Lin Tian arrived at Qiaoyun Convenience Store in a good mood.

Qiaoyun was still the same as before, sitting behind the counter and cutting paper.

When she saw that Lin Tian was carrying so many things on his back, she looked at him a few times.

"Your harvest is not bad.

The long sword is quite good. It can even kill ghosts above the level of Ghost General.

Portraits are also good stuff