Chapter Seventy-Six: Rescuing the Fat Man

The fat man scratched his head a little embarrassed, then took off the golden mask, revealing a simple face, and said with a smile: "Actually, when I was in the underground fighting arena last time, I admired you very much, so I also wanted to get a golden mask to pretend to be cool, who knew that I would be caught by the disciples of the Yang family inexplicably." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"So?"

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the fat man to be caught in a daze, and he was a little speechless, Lin Feng was afraid of being recognized, so he tried his best to change his golden mask, this fat man was good, he even dared to pretend to be him, isn't this looking for death?

Lin Feng smiled slightly and said, "Actually, the way you don't wear a mask is even cooler!"

When the fat man heard this, he immediately said with some excitement: "Really? I also think I'm pretty handsome without a mask. ”

Looking at the fat man's narcissistic appearance, Lin Feng coughed twice and did not speak again.

The fat man looked at Lin Feng and said, "I'm curious, what do you look like without a mask?"

Lin Feng hurriedly said: "I have an ugly face, and everyone is afraid of me, so I often wear a mask."

The fat man nodded in relief, "I see, but your current mask is pretty good." ”

Lin Feng sighed, then pulled away from the topic and asked, "Are you hungry?"

The fat man nodded hurriedly, "Hungry, I'm dying of hunger, do you have anything to eat?" ”

"I've got some dry food!"

With that, Lin Feng took out a baked cake from the storage bag, then divided it into two halves and gave it to the fat man.

The fat man was not polite, and took the pancake and ate it in a big gulp, looking really hungry.

Let's chirp aw~!

Although it was just an ordinary baked cake, the fat man ate it with relish.

Creak~!

Suddenly, a red shadow flashed, and the Red Flame Dragon Stung came out of Lin Feng's arms, snatching the remaining small bit of baked cake from Lin Feng's hand at once.

Seeing this scene, the fat man was taken aback, and when he fixed his eyes, it turned out to be a small pet, so he quickly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chirp!"

The Red Flame Dragon swallowed the remaining small piece of baked cake into his stomach with a bite, and then looked at Lin Feng pitifully, hoping that Lin Feng could enjoy something to eat.

"Hey, you guy knows how to eat!" Although Lin Feng said this, he knew that the Red Flame Dragon Sting's body was now in the process of increasing its body, and whether it was raised well now would directly affect its future growth, so he didn't hesitate, slapped the storage bag, flew out two spirit stones, and fed them into the Red Flame Dragon Sting's mouth.

When the fat man saw this, his eyes widened, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Lin Feng frowned, "What's wrong with you?" ”

The fat man came back to his senses, looked surprised, and asked, "You were feeding that red-haired mouse with spirit stones just now?"

Now the Red Flame Dragon Sting has become extremely small, and if you don't pay attention to it, you really think it's a mouse.

Lin Feng nodded, "Yes!" ”

The fat man's mouth opened wide and exclaimed, "No, you actually fed it with spirit stones, and there are two pieces, isn't it too wasteful?"

"Waste?"

Lin Feng shook his head, "It depends on whether it's worth your investment, don't be fooled by its appearance, this guy is not simple." ”

"Oh?"

The fat man opened a pair of small eyes wide, and carefully looked at the Red Flame Dragon Sting, "Could it be that it is a treasure hunting beast?" ”

"It should be!"

"What do you mean by what it should be? Maybe even you're not sure what type of spirit pet it is? ”

"How so? It seems to be able to hunt for treasures, and it can also be used as a mount, and most importantly, it also has extremely strong combat effectiveness. ”

"What?"

The fat man didn't believe it, if this little guy who looked like a mouse was a treasure hunter, he would probably believe it, but Lin Feng said that it was not only a mount, but also a combat spirit pet, which made him unable to believe it at all, how could such a small guy be a mount, how could such a weak mouse have strong combat effectiveness?

Lin Feng didn't explain too much, he glanced at the moon gradually rising outside the temple, "It's not far from Yangjiabao here, maybe we will have a battle with the Yang family tomorrow, so we must maintain a good amount of energy, let's rest in shifts, I will sleep in the first half of the night, you will sleep in the second half of the night, okay?" ”

The fat man was stunned, "It's so late now, it's estimated that the first half of the night will be less than an hour, so won't you suffer a lot?" ”

Lin Feng smiled indifferently, "What kind of loss, you don't feel a loss if you sacrifice your life to help me, I still care about this?" Moreover, my cultivation is higher than yours, so I can sleep a little less, so I decided that I would sleep first. ”

After that, Lin Feng found some straw in a corner of the ruined temple and covered it, and then fell asleep.

An hour later, Lin Feng naturally woke up, only to see that the fat man had fallen asleep on a table without knowing when.

Lin Feng smiled a little helplessly, then stood up, and the moonlight outside the house projected through the broken window lattice, covering Lin Feng's body, like a beautiful person.

"Finally there is moonlight, and you can collect moonlight dew again."

The voice of the bone spirit sounded, and the next moment, only to hear a whoosh, the bone spirit drove the moonlight treasure gourd to fly out, drilled out of the window, and suspended above the broken temple, exuding a crystal light.

After the moonlight was absorbed by the treasure gourd, it was transformed into moonlight dew, and gradually, there was already half a gourd of moonlight dew in the moonlight treasure gourd, and the bone spirit swam happily in the moonlight dew.

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The next day, the Wildcat Inn ......

A roar of rage rose into the sky, killing in all directions, and the heads of the two Yang family disciples flew high and were thrown into the air.

"A bunch of waste, even a person who has been poisoned can't look at it, what's the use of keeping you?"