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Chapter 4 Sweaty BMW
Chapter 4 Sweaty BMW
After walking for more than half a month, he ordered more than 20 red envelopes.
Excluding the initial riding and archery skills, these red envelopes draw a total of three points of luck, two years of internal strength, nine kung fu, and 30 taels of gold.
Except for the gold, the others were all used by him. Among the nine kung fu, seven are the unique skills of the seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River. , but a different kind of insight still has a good effect, making his own Quanzhen internal power mental method a little improved, and the remaining kung fu is wrestling on the grassland.
This made him determine one thing. The things he got by drawing red envelopes were mainly divided into physical objects, experience, skill and luck.
In addition to physical objects and qi transportation, internal strength, kung fu, experience, etc. are all determined by the person. For example, the experience of the exercises drawn from Guo Jing is far less than that of Ma Yu.
In addition, in terms of rarity, air luck is the rarest, skill is second, and physical objects are the most common.
In half a month, he took out most of Guo Jing's work, and successfully digested it at the same time.
It can be said that he is considered a small master now, but he lacks actual combat, and he dare not use it casually in front of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters for the time being, otherwise it will be easy to reveal his secrets, so he doesn't know his level.
On this day, a town finally appeared in the distance.
Just when he was thinking about whether to attack the six monsters in the south of the Yangtze River, Guo Jing didn't know which muscle cramped, and suddenly galloped away.
"Brother Guo, wait for me."
Thinking that there is still a red envelope on Guo Jing's body today, Chen Feng also patted the horse's butt to catch up.
He could only follow along a little depressedly, eating dirt all the way, and soon came to a nearby restaurant.
After seeing Guo Jing's shadow, he found that this guy was looking sad, and he was so anxious that he seemed to be crying.
Knowing that this little red horse is a rare BMW with sweat and blood, Chen Feng patted his chest while explaining, and took out today's red envelope.
"Ding, congratulations on getting the sweaty BMW."
Chen Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at the red envelope speechlessly. This was the first time he had won a living thing.
Endured not to use it, otherwise there will be more and more identical little red horses that can't be explained. Even if they are used, they have to be dealt with.
He thought of the matter of eating the dust just now, glanced at the handsome little red horse, and couldn't help but want to get the sweaty BMW out.
"I'll go look ahead."
He walked to the front first, and after leaving Guo Jing, he used the red envelope in the dark. In the red light, a small red horse suddenly appeared in front of him, which shocked him.
"Even living creatures can be drawn, and I also take them."
After touching it, he found that the little red horse listened to his own words, and Chen Feng was overjoyed.
You know, Guo Jing's little red horse is very arrogant. He usually holds his head up and doesn't recognize him at all, which has always made him quite depressed.Now I have a horse to ride, so I don't have to follow that kid to eat dust in the future.
"However, you two are exactly the same."
He frowned and muttered, thinking of a solution.
He took Mara to a tailor shop, cut some hair randomly, wiped some black charcoal, and cut off a lot of his tail. He made a handsome, sweaty BMW so ugly that he didn't even recognize Guo Jing. .
He pulled two horses away.
Walking on the street, there is a lot of traffic.
Seeing that most of the ordinary passers-by did not appear red envelopes, he remembered what the system said, that only those with strength and luck can have the chance to appear red envelopes, which is really the case.
He secretly used the stunt of Zhu Cong, a brilliant scholar, to secretly order a passerby who gave birth to a red envelope.
Although Guo Jing was stupid and didn't learn much, he was taught hand-to-hand every day, and he still got some real biography of a master scholar. He still had no problem with ordinary people. He easily ordered a red envelope, and passersby didn't notice it.
"Ding, congratulations on getting a copper coin."
A reminder sounded in his ear, but it left him stunned for a moment. Compared with the red envelopes on Guo Jing, this gain was almost heaven and earth.
It's like the difference between a rich second generation and a poor eight generation.
The more he invented the white system, the idea that he wanted to rely on the number of people to draw red envelopes seemed difficult to achieve, and he still had to find a martial arts expert.
Just thinking of this, the eyes are bright red.
A big wave of red envelopes is being formed.
He breathed for a while, the sound of a bell rang in his ears, and a group of white-clothed people riding camels appeared, each with red envelopes condensed on their bodies.
The four of them were dressed in white as snow, with clear eyebrows, and their appearance was exotic.
"Women disguised as men?"
Seeing several people with picturesque brows, handsome faces, and no Adam's apple, he squinted his eyes.
"Boy, what are you looking at?" Jiaoho came from one of the white-clothed mouths, with anger.
"Hey, this horse..."
The other man muttered in surprise, then slapped the camel, landed on the ground flexibly, rushed over in a few steps, and looked up and down the sweaty and bloody BMW.
Several other people were attracted by the unusualness of their companions, and their eyes also fell on the sweaty BMW, all of them with slightly bright eyes.
Chen Feng frowned, he looked like this, and he could still be seen, these guys have good eyesight.
"It's really a dusty pearl, such a BMW, to be treated like this by you, it's a waste of money!"
The first woman to find the sweaty BMW glared at Chen Feng with a look of resentment. It was really that the horse was made too ugly.
"Since we bumped into it, this BMW doesn't need to be abused," said a person next to him.
Another person echoed: "Yes, let's save this BMW, dress it up well, and present it to the young master. He will be able to show his face when he rides to the capital, and they can't think about the old monsters and the spiritual masters. Be arrogant."
Seeing a few people so naked and wanting to steal their sweat and blood, they were burning with anger, but when they heard Ke Zhenye's spiritual master and Shenxian old monster, his face changed slightly.
He still has some understanding of the names of these two people. The Master Lingzhi is a master of the Qinghai mudra sect, and is famous in the southwest for his five-fingered secret sword.
As for the old monster Shenxian, he is a famous martial arts master in Liaodong outside the customs.
Listening to the tone of these people, combined with their dress, it is not difficult to deduce the young master in their mouth.
Ouyang Ke!
An unlucky guy in the world of eagle shooting, a proper second generation of Wu and the second generation of rich.
These people should be Ouyang Ke's maids, and their martial arts should not be weak, so it's no wonder that the condensed red packets are so bright.
Sure enough, then someone mentioned the young master of White Camel Mountain, and pointed out that the horse behind him was a horse of sweat and blood.
Chen Feng's face turned cold and he hummed, "Have you asked me if you want to take my horse?"
His body was tense, and he stimulated his internal strength. He absorbed five years of internal strength along the way, and integrated the stunts of the Seven Devils. He was not afraid of a few maids.
"Yo, it looks like I still have some skills, so let's play a few tricks with you."
After speaking, the nearest woman in white raised her hand and patted Chen Feng's chest with a strong palm.
……
PS: Recommend a friend's new book, "Global Martial Arts Evolution", a sci-fi doomsday crisis, and interested students can go and read it.
(End of this chapter)
After walking for more than half a month, he ordered more than 20 red envelopes.
Excluding the initial riding and archery skills, these red envelopes draw a total of three points of luck, two years of internal strength, nine kung fu, and 30 taels of gold.
Except for the gold, the others were all used by him. Among the nine kung fu, seven are the unique skills of the seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River. , but a different kind of insight still has a good effect, making his own Quanzhen internal power mental method a little improved, and the remaining kung fu is wrestling on the grassland.
This made him determine one thing. The things he got by drawing red envelopes were mainly divided into physical objects, experience, skill and luck.
In addition to physical objects and qi transportation, internal strength, kung fu, experience, etc. are all determined by the person. For example, the experience of the exercises drawn from Guo Jing is far less than that of Ma Yu.
In addition, in terms of rarity, air luck is the rarest, skill is second, and physical objects are the most common.
In half a month, he took out most of Guo Jing's work, and successfully digested it at the same time.
It can be said that he is considered a small master now, but he lacks actual combat, and he dare not use it casually in front of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters for the time being, otherwise it will be easy to reveal his secrets, so he doesn't know his level.
On this day, a town finally appeared in the distance.
Just when he was thinking about whether to attack the six monsters in the south of the Yangtze River, Guo Jing didn't know which muscle cramped, and suddenly galloped away.
"Brother Guo, wait for me."
Thinking that there is still a red envelope on Guo Jing's body today, Chen Feng also patted the horse's butt to catch up.
He could only follow along a little depressedly, eating dirt all the way, and soon came to a nearby restaurant.
After seeing Guo Jing's shadow, he found that this guy was looking sad, and he was so anxious that he seemed to be crying.
Knowing that this little red horse is a rare BMW with sweat and blood, Chen Feng patted his chest while explaining, and took out today's red envelope.
"Ding, congratulations on getting the sweaty BMW."
Chen Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at the red envelope speechlessly. This was the first time he had won a living thing.
Endured not to use it, otherwise there will be more and more identical little red horses that can't be explained. Even if they are used, they have to be dealt with.
He thought of the matter of eating the dust just now, glanced at the handsome little red horse, and couldn't help but want to get the sweaty BMW out.
"I'll go look ahead."
He walked to the front first, and after leaving Guo Jing, he used the red envelope in the dark. In the red light, a small red horse suddenly appeared in front of him, which shocked him.
"Even living creatures can be drawn, and I also take them."
After touching it, he found that the little red horse listened to his own words, and Chen Feng was overjoyed.
You know, Guo Jing's little red horse is very arrogant. He usually holds his head up and doesn't recognize him at all, which has always made him quite depressed.Now I have a horse to ride, so I don't have to follow that kid to eat dust in the future.
"However, you two are exactly the same."
He frowned and muttered, thinking of a solution.
He took Mara to a tailor shop, cut some hair randomly, wiped some black charcoal, and cut off a lot of his tail. He made a handsome, sweaty BMW so ugly that he didn't even recognize Guo Jing. .
He pulled two horses away.
Walking on the street, there is a lot of traffic.
Seeing that most of the ordinary passers-by did not appear red envelopes, he remembered what the system said, that only those with strength and luck can have the chance to appear red envelopes, which is really the case.
He secretly used the stunt of Zhu Cong, a brilliant scholar, to secretly order a passerby who gave birth to a red envelope.
Although Guo Jing was stupid and didn't learn much, he was taught hand-to-hand every day, and he still got some real biography of a master scholar. He still had no problem with ordinary people. He easily ordered a red envelope, and passersby didn't notice it.
"Ding, congratulations on getting a copper coin."
A reminder sounded in his ear, but it left him stunned for a moment. Compared with the red envelopes on Guo Jing, this gain was almost heaven and earth.
It's like the difference between a rich second generation and a poor eight generation.
The more he invented the white system, the idea that he wanted to rely on the number of people to draw red envelopes seemed difficult to achieve, and he still had to find a martial arts expert.
Just thinking of this, the eyes are bright red.
A big wave of red envelopes is being formed.
He breathed for a while, the sound of a bell rang in his ears, and a group of white-clothed people riding camels appeared, each with red envelopes condensed on their bodies.
The four of them were dressed in white as snow, with clear eyebrows, and their appearance was exotic.
"Women disguised as men?"
Seeing several people with picturesque brows, handsome faces, and no Adam's apple, he squinted his eyes.
"Boy, what are you looking at?" Jiaoho came from one of the white-clothed mouths, with anger.
"Hey, this horse..."
The other man muttered in surprise, then slapped the camel, landed on the ground flexibly, rushed over in a few steps, and looked up and down the sweaty and bloody BMW.
Several other people were attracted by the unusualness of their companions, and their eyes also fell on the sweaty BMW, all of them with slightly bright eyes.
Chen Feng frowned, he looked like this, and he could still be seen, these guys have good eyesight.
"It's really a dusty pearl, such a BMW, to be treated like this by you, it's a waste of money!"
The first woman to find the sweaty BMW glared at Chen Feng with a look of resentment. It was really that the horse was made too ugly.
"Since we bumped into it, this BMW doesn't need to be abused," said a person next to him.
Another person echoed: "Yes, let's save this BMW, dress it up well, and present it to the young master. He will be able to show his face when he rides to the capital, and they can't think about the old monsters and the spiritual masters. Be arrogant."
Seeing a few people so naked and wanting to steal their sweat and blood, they were burning with anger, but when they heard Ke Zhenye's spiritual master and Shenxian old monster, his face changed slightly.
He still has some understanding of the names of these two people. The Master Lingzhi is a master of the Qinghai mudra sect, and is famous in the southwest for his five-fingered secret sword.
As for the old monster Shenxian, he is a famous martial arts master in Liaodong outside the customs.
Listening to the tone of these people, combined with their dress, it is not difficult to deduce the young master in their mouth.
Ouyang Ke!
An unlucky guy in the world of eagle shooting, a proper second generation of Wu and the second generation of rich.
These people should be Ouyang Ke's maids, and their martial arts should not be weak, so it's no wonder that the condensed red packets are so bright.
Sure enough, then someone mentioned the young master of White Camel Mountain, and pointed out that the horse behind him was a horse of sweat and blood.
Chen Feng's face turned cold and he hummed, "Have you asked me if you want to take my horse?"
His body was tense, and he stimulated his internal strength. He absorbed five years of internal strength along the way, and integrated the stunts of the Seven Devils. He was not afraid of a few maids.
"Yo, it looks like I still have some skills, so let's play a few tricks with you."
After speaking, the nearest woman in white raised her hand and patted Chen Feng's chest with a strong palm.
……
PS: Recommend a friend's new book, "Global Martial Arts Evolution", a sci-fi doomsday crisis, and interested students can go and read it.
(End of this chapter)
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