I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 7

On the side, Han Baoju, the short and fat horse king god, suddenly clicked his tongue and looked at the sweaty and bloody BMW, and couldn't help saying: "Stinky boy, where did you get this horse?"

Knowing that the other party saw the sweat and blood, Chen Feng secretly laughed at himself a little superfluous. A good horse is a good horse, and people with eyesight can see it at a glance, but he didn't do it in vain. Like a red horse.

"I just bought it casually." Chen Fengxin said nonsense.

"Then you picked a big bargain, this horse is worth a lot of money." Han Baoju sighed, he has never encountered such a good thing in a horse for decades, and he is really envious and hateful at this moment.

"Don't talk nonsense, aren't you hungry? Let's go, eat!" Ke Zhen'e slammed the thick iron stick in a dull swirl, smashing the slate, obviously still angry.

Chen Feng's face changed a bit. If Han Xiaoying was just a second-rate expert, Ke Zhen'e was considered a first-rate, and his inner strength was much deeper than his. Fortunately, he didn't do it just now because of his face, otherwise it would have been miserable.

He became more and more aware of his lack of strength, and with a thought, he opened the red envelope he just got.

"Ding! Congratulations on winning the two-year power draw!"

"Ding! Congratulations on winning one or two silver coins!"

It's still two years since he has gained internal power again. Chen Feng is a little excited. If he wants to absorb the internal power of these two years, he will not be worse than Han Xiaoying.

"Brother Chen, let's go." Guo Jing pulled Chen Feng, afraid that Chen Feng would leave because of what happened just now.

"Yeah." Chen Feng nodded. Although he had some contradictions with the Jiangnan Seven Devils, there was no need to avoid them. He was still thinking about the red envelopes on several people. He wondered if he had a chance to win.

The six monsters walking in front were whispering.

Quan Jinfa said, "Brother, why don't you abolish that kid? Even if he is a Quanzhen Sect, if he steals martial arts, we have a reason to do it."

Before Ke Zhen'e spoke, Zhu Cong, who was shaking the book fan in his hand, smiled and said, "This is a martial arts geek, and his status in the Quanzhen Sect is estimated to be quite high.

Seeing the silence of several people, Zhu Cong said again: "And this person has a good relationship with Jing'er. I want to come here to sell him a favor, so that he can take care of Jing'er in the future, right?"

"That's right, as long as this kid doesn't die, he will definitely have the opportunity to become a top martial artist in the future. Jing'er has a dull talent, so it would be nice to have another friend like this." Ke Zhen'e sighed, looking helpless.

They have taught Guo Jing for nearly ten years, and they know how stupid this kid is, so they are thinking about his future.

"Brother said it well. From the observation of this period of time, although this Chen Feng is a bit strange, he is not a vicious person, and he is very smart. Thinking about it, it is enough to understand what we mean."

Han Xiaoying nodded.

Not to mention that the six monsters in the south of the Yangtze River were heartbroken by Guo Jingcao, Chen Feng really didn't think too much about it, and was busy absorbing internal forces.

The internal force drawn from the red envelope was not simply copied, but transformed into a force that he could easily absorb. It was just the exercise of the exercises, and the force was quickly absorbed within two years.

"Hey, why did you only increase your skill by [-]%?"

After the absorption, Chen Feng realized that something was wrong. He clearly had five years of internal strength. If he increased it by two years, it should be about [-]%. Now it is only [-]%, which is one year.

He frowned and thought for a while, thinking about the problem, his inner strength was cultivated by the Quanzhen teaching method, with a solid foundation and quite pure, then Ouyang Ke's maid's cultivation technique is probably much worse, and the inner strength of the same age can directly Discounted in half.

Just thinking of this, there were hurried footsteps in the distance, and then an angry coquettish shout: "Sisters, it's us who are hurt by these people!"

Outside the street, more than a dozen women in white came at once, and Chen Feng's eyelids were jumping wildly. Did he make a mistake? After a few fights, a group came.

His eyes fell on the bloody horse he was leading again, his eyes rolled, a hero would not suffer immediate losses, 36 tricks is the best strategy, and if he can't win later, he will rely on it.

He doesn't have any psychological burden for escaping, and he's not an ancient person, so he's not that stubborn. If you can't win, you can't win.

The six monsters in the south of the Yangtze River turned around, saw the woman just now, hesitated for a while, but walked back, ready to sell another favor.

Chen Feng had a good impression of several people, and he was very grateful that the six monsters were willing to stand up.

"Stinky boy, do you think you are the only one? This girl is here to see what else you can do."

The woman in white who had been injured by Chen Feng was the first to speak, looking at Chen Feng with murderous intent, obviously wanting revenge.

"Hehe, you just fought one of the four, but you are too embarrassed to say this." Chen Feng was depressed, this is too reasonable, just because your chest is bigger than me?

"A group of people from the Western Regions dare to be arrogant when they come to the Central Plains!"

Ke Zhen'e sneered, he just shot, knowing that these people would not let them go, so he simply stood up.

In his view, this battle is inevitable.

"If you want to move, then do it, when we are afraid of it?" Han Baoju grunted, showing his irritable temper.

Whoosh!
Ke Zhen'e raised his hand and flipped it, and the five hidden weapons were shot out. The first strike was stronger.

The other five monsters were very tacit, and immediately followed suit and attacked the woman in white.

"Jing'er, stay away." Han Xiaoying pushed Guo Jing. She knew that these women were cruel and ruthless.

After she rushed out, the two sides immediately scuffled together. There were too many people on the other side. Chen Feng was still being targeted by several women, and he was attacked and could only defend.

when!
A weight smashed on the snow-white sword, forcing one person to turn around to block, Chen Feng's pressure dropped sharply, and the remaining two were no longer enough to suppress him.

"Thank you."

Chen Feng said something to Quan Jinfa, and the latter snorted, believing it to be accepted. He didn't really want to help, but felt that in front of the younger generation, it would not be appropriate for him to deal with fewer enemies.

call!
Losing the suppression, Chen Feng pushed the woman who had been injured by him back with a palm, and inadvertently slid his finger across the chest of the other person, and clicked a red envelope again.

"lecher!"

Chen Feng's actions made the woman in white extremely annoyed, the sword tip stabbed back, and the moves became more and more fierce.

Wei Wei is a little embarrassed, even though she has deliberately concealed it, she is too close to the other person's private parts, so she can't help but misunderstand.

"You and I are enemies of life and death, why are you so hypocritical, believe it or not, I'll blow your chest?" Chen Feng snorted cheekily, making the other party so angry.

His eyes fell on other red envelopes again. One person can only generate one red envelope a day. Both of them have been ordered, and he is not very interested.

Therefore, he deliberately approached the nearest red envelope, but was mistaken for him to run away, and the two women who dealt with him were in hot pursuit.

The cold light on the blade was not a joke, it was a bloody wound on his body. Chen Feng didn't dare to be careless, he could only turn around to resist, constantly colliding with clanging sounds.

His forehead was slightly sweaty, and after the continuous battle, he was a little tired, but at the moment he couldn't relax, so he could only grit his teeth and continue to fight with the two women.

For a time, there was a series of melee fights on the street, and the strength of the Seven Devils of Jiangnan was much stronger, even if it was a fight of three, there was a great advantage.

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