Chapter Ninety-Six: Snatching Clothes?

Ning Chuan subconsciously flashed, and it turned out to be a black metal arrow with a feather feather on it.

It looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it.

Just as Ning Chuan was thinking, a young man with a longbow came up from the grass on the side.

Wearing a grass-green costume, plus it was dark before, and all his attention was on that spirit fruit, so he didn't notice it.

But fortunately, he reacted quickly and was not attacked.

The angle of that arrow is tricky, with a howling wind, and it seems that the opposite side is also a ruthless guy.

If you don't dodge, you'll be stuck in your throat.

No matter what the purpose, abolish him!

Thinking like this, Ning Chuan suddenly flashed to the side, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the young man with a cold gaze.

And the young man had already raised his bow and aimed his arrows at himself.

"It seems that you are also here for this spiritual fruit!" the young man spoke, his voice gruffled like a stone rubbing against metal.

"Yes, it seems that you want it too, brother?" Ning Chuan smiled, but he was already ready to attack.

I already imagined my fist slamming into the face of this thing.

"Hmph, I squatted here all night, just to wait for this spirit fruit to ripen, and you dared to rob the hall and enter the house halfway. ”

The young man's tone of voice was very unkind.

"What's the matter? don't give you all those crepe things, and learn from the ancients to speak, what is better than one. ”

Ning Chuan plucked out his ears and was very disdainful of the guy in front of him.

"Well, rude man, watch me take your life!"

When the young man draws his bow, he will shoot fast.

Ning Chuan sneered, rude? Dare to love that he has met a strange person, and really think that he is Guan Yu and call Huaxiong to fight?

Brain-dead feather thing!

When you encounter something good, it must be whoever has a hard fist and who speaks.

Whatever.

Just thinking about it, the young man suddenly pulled out his longbow, swished, and stabbed Ning Chuan in the heart with an arrow.

The feather arrow was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, Ning Chuan's face did not change, and when the iron tip that flashed cold was about to bite.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he snapped! and he grabbed the arrow with two fingers.

"Ahh

The young man was obviously taken aback, and then shouted, "Chivalrous and skilled!"

Uh, Ning Chuan looked at the guy opposite with a depressed look like a neurosis.

"Hero, I have ten arrows here, if you can dodge them all, how about I let you give up the spirit fruit?" After speaking, the young man was going to shoot arrows again!

Before he could draw the arrow from the quiver, a dark shadow descended in front of him.

Then, with a fist, he knocked him to the ground.

Crackling, Ning Chuan punched, kicked and kicked him, and finally got tired, and his anger almost disappeared tonight, so he stopped.

Wait! Why are you so familiar with that line just now?

Ning Chuan looked at the arrow of the half-dead young man underground, and only then did he remember how he was so familiar with that arrow feather before.

It turned out to be the same as the arrow feather of the last hammer blaster.

This guy probably knows Luo Gong, and judging by the way he shot arrows before, he should be an ancient martial artist.

Ning Chuan became interested, squatted down, and asked, "What's the matter, do you know Luo Gong?"

"Why do you say my brother?" the young man said with a hint of jealousy in his eyes, and he stiffened his mouth.

"!" Ning Chuan slapped the young man, "Where is there so much nonsense, just ask you what you say, a bunch of sour words! Say one word, brother, it's okay?"

"Understand?"

Ning Chuan chirped his lips, he really had any neuropathy these years, and he was speechless.

However, I also know the relationship between that guy Luo Gong and the goods in front of him.

A brother and a brother really smell the same.

"Let me ask you, what are you doing waiting for a spirit fruit here?" Ning Chuan asked.

"Eat. "Young people are aggrieved.

"How do you know about the spirit fruit?"

"Listen. ”

"What's that?"

"Huh!?hmm!"

"Call Daddy. ”

"Dad......!"

Smack! Ning Chuan gave this thing another pause, after a silly conversation.

I also roughly understood the reason why this product was in such a spiritual fruit, and the ancient martial artist might be able to cultivate something by eating this thing.

And the ancient warriors, probably all know this treasure of heaven and earth, so it is not surprising to think about it this way.

Then then, Ning Chuan smiled evilly.

Then, in front of the young man, he took off the spirit fruit, put it in his pocket, and patted it in a careless manner.

Let the young man watch the fruit that he had guarded all night and fly!

Ning Chuan waved his hand at the young man and strode away.

Halfway through, he suddenly turned around again.

The young man who fell to the ground thought that Ning Chuan was kind-hearted and wanted to return the spirit fruit to himself.

So he was grateful, and looked at Ning Chuan expectantly.

Who knows, after Ning Chuan smelled the fishy smell on his clothes, he frowned, he had destroyed his clothes in the garbage dump before.

But, fortunately, there's a ready-made one!

Then, Ning Chuan smiled at the young man, and rushed to him with lightning speed, crackling.

With the screams of a beast that belongs only to men.

Five minutes later, Ning Chuan smiled, holding a blue spirit fruit in his hand, and walked out in a green robe.

Oops, Ning Chuan shook his flowing bangs, handsome!

Then he walked over to his car, opened the door, and walked in.

I played the latest DJ song, whistled, shook my head, stepped on the accelerator to the end, and roared all the way home.

In the dense forest, there was only one pants left, and the young man with his thin chest was exposed, looking at the pile of stinking clothes next to him.

I wanted to cry and die, but I finally couldn't help it, and my mouth burst out, "I'm selling hemp and twist farts in my day, melon baby, long grass, you old child......"

However, Ning Chuan didn't care about this, and before leaving, he said to the young man, "Actually, all of your things today are caused by Luo Gong, your younger brother, and he provoked people who dare not mess with him." ”

Righteous words, sonorous words!

As if it has nothing to do with a dime of its own.

Ahh

Ning Chuan swayed a little bit to kill Matt, returned to the house community he bought, and parked the car.

Take out the key to open the door, lie down happily on the bed, and live a beautiful life today.

But after looking at my watch, I was in the middle of the night, and there were still a few hours before dawn, so I went to sleep quickly.

Thinking about it, Ning Chuan closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

When it was almost dawn, the biological clock forced me to wake up, and I could have slept more, but the habit of waking up early made it impossible for me to sleep lazy.

I used to work and study in the cafeteria, and I had to get up before dawn every day to help earn money.

Since encountering this system, my life has changed so much, and many things have come one after another, and I am overwhelmed.

However, what I need is to change and change to a better self!

With his tired body and dark circles under his eyes, Ning Chuan let out a long yawn and sat on the sofa.

Jiang ate a box of noodles and drank some hot water, which can be regarded as a recovery of his body, and he is also a mortal, so he still has to eat and drink.

I still thought that if I married Su Yue'er in the future, I would be happy to eat a mouthful of hot porridge made by her.

But now that I think about it, it's impossible.

Ning Chuan was blowing hot water, took a few sips, sighed, and suddenly thought of something......