The transmission of the colorful brocade chicken basically conforms to the fat man's assumption, four chickens, the first three were killed by the fat man as soon as they were brushed out, and the fourth one was killed by the fat man as soon as it was brushed out, although the fourth one fluttered a few times in the net, but because the net was very strong, no matter how much fluttering failed to threaten the fat man's safety, giving the fat man plenty of time to change weapons, and finally he was killed by the fat man with a crossbow arrow.

However, problems also arise.

When dealing with the colorful brocade chicken in the net, although the net restricts the chicken's activity space and ensures the safety of the fat man himself, but among the weapons carried by the fat man, at this time, the three old shotguns and three crossbows can come in handy, as for the knife and military stab, unless the chicken goes straight to the fat man and is stuck by the net, it is difficult to use such a weapon.

As for the modified small caliber and musket, the fat man never thought of using it, one was too powerful for fear of making a mistake, and the other was afraid of affecting the quality of the chicken.

It seems that I will have to prepare more bullets in the future!

The fat man shook his head helplessly, and then looked at the steel wire firmly tied to the steel ring, if you take out these four chickens now, you will have to work hard to untie the steel wire, it is better to make a few more nets and take it together.

Having made up his mind, the fat man reloaded and came back again.

Bang bang bang! Poof! Three guns and two crossbows, and five more without danger.

"Come again!"

This is equivalent to having the rhythm of plugging, the first time I used this cheat, the fat man's heart was full of joy, and he couldn't help but come back and forth again.

Bang bang bang! Puff puff!

Three guns, three crossbows and six chickens, there are already fifteen in the net, look at this situation, if you don't take out the chickens, I'm afraid that the newly brushed chickens are not easy to aim in this chicken pile, the fat man has to untie the wire knot, clean the battlefield, and end this hunting game.

When the fifteen chickens were moved back to the main hall in batches, and then the eggs were refined one by one, and the chicken was snatched back from the task stone platform one by one, the fat man's current physique was also tired and a little prostration.

But this kind of tiredness, the fat man will not dislike it, and even that chubby face is full of intoxication.

Fifteen chickens are enough to eat for a while, but you can only come here to steal your mouth, otherwise those spiritual power will be wasted, which is a bit inconvenient.

And the chicken eggs, this time a total of fifty-one harvested, for the colorful brocade chicken, can lay two to five eggs at a time, fifty-one is already a lot.

In the same way, these chicken eggs can only be preserved here for the time being, and if they want to take them out and continue to turn them into elixirs, they need a proper opportunity.

In the Dan furnace, the two chickens that came from the last time have been roasted, and the fat man eats it in a big gulp, and every time he eats it, he feels that the fatigue is much less, and the more he eats, the more comfortable his body becomes.

Unconsciously, the fat man actually ate the two chickens cleanly, which is more than a meter high colorful brocade chicken! No matter how big the fat man's head is, he is a little scared after eating, but when he feels his belly again, it doesn't look big at all, and he even wants to continue eating.

"Why is that? How can you eat so much and be fine? Do you still want to eat so much? ”

The fat man cast a puzzled gaze on the carefree father.

"That's energy, you can eat it, and it proves that your absorption capacity has not reached the limit."

Daddy replied earnestly.

"But when you eat out, why is it normal again?" The fat man asked.

"There are a lot of rice residues outside, and they can't be turned into energy, of course they will take up space, silly boy, do you still need to ask?"

Daddy finally had the opportunity to return the words that the fat man had laughed at him, and he couldn't help laughing after saying it, feeling that it was quite fun to fight with this little fat man.

"In other words, it's okay to eat if you want?"

The fat man's teasing of the carefree father is only a deaf ear, but he feels unusually happy to be able to eat with confidence.

"Go on!"

This time, the fat man threw three golden chickens into the Dan furnace, and the energy of the golden chicken made him very satisfied with the transformation of his body, and of course he wanted to eat more at this time, so that he could be stronger.

But this time the amount is indeed a bit big, and after three belly games, the fat man's belly is bulging, his body is hot, his head is dizzy, and he sleeps like a dead pig after a while.

When the fat man woke up, he stretched out comfortably, feeling full of strength, and how could the world in front of him feel different?

It seems that there is an extra color in front of the eyes, and this color does not hinder the sight, and even the things in front of you are clearer and more delicate.

Hey?

While the fat man was looking left and right for the excitement in front of him, the clothes he took off and put on the ground aroused his curiosity.

Is this swollen? How can you see a few dollars of change in your pocket?

The fat man stared at the pocket seriously, and tried his best, so that he could count out a few pieces, and relaxed, but the change was tightly covered by the pocket.

Perspective?

Thinking of this word, the fat man's heart boiled with a bang.

Wow! I Chu Han also has this day? Can I see through?

Happiness came too suddenly, the fat man couldn't believe it, so he tried again and again, and sure enough, as long as he looked hard, the change in the pocket was clearly visible, it seemed to be true, but because of too many times, his eyes were a little tired, and in the end his eyes were sour.

The fat man closed his eyes and asked curiously, "Daddy, why can I see through with my eyes?" Are there any limitations to this perspective? ”

"What's this? You are now equivalent to the middle of the first order, and the perspective you are talking about is only the most superficial point, and when you reach the third order, you will be able to see more and more. ”

The old man said disdainfully, but he felt very bad in his heart, even if this kind of most superficial perspective could only appear after the middle of the second order, could it be because of that wisp of purple spirit rhyme? I wonder how much benefit this will bring to the silly boy?

"Can you still see it when your eyes don't sour? No restrictions, right? ”

The fat man asked anxiously.

"Of course you can, rest after being tired, of course you can recover your eyes, what restrictions can you have?"

Daddy Yao wondered, what restrictions did this kid ask, so much attention, what restrictions?

"Wow, that's great! Bye-bye, Daddy, I'm going back! ”

Hearing such a good benefit, the fat man immediately jumped up and was about to teleport away.

"Wait!" Daddy Xiaoyao hurriedly stopped him, "Your current method of hunting colorful brocade chickens is too shameless, it can't have the effect of exercising for you, I have summarized a few martial arts techniques for you, you take it to practice, why do you have to use the knife?" ”

Originally, when he heard his father accuse himself of killing chickens, the fat man was very reluctant and wanted to leave immediately, ignoring it, but when he heard that there were martial arts to learn, he was excited.

As long as it is a boy, he will have kung fu dreams from a young boy, although he will find that those things are unrealistic when he grows up, but there will always be a trace of shadow deeply imprinted in his heart.

What's more, the fat man also pretended to be forced, which means that he is a master, but he knows in his heart that how many times can he pretend with only one move? If you learn kung fu, with your current extraordinary body, it will definitely be a blast!

So, the fat man couldn't wait to snatch the few books that had just appeared in front of him, and teleported away with a bang.

Martial arts is to learn drops, kill chickens, of course, the more effortless the better

……

When he returned to the dormitory, it was already four o'clock in the morning, and the fat man was completely sleepy and full of anticipation.

Well, I really don't know what it will be like to look at a beautiful woman with these eyes?

But no matter what, this time is not visible, so the fat man stepped down and looked at those martial arts.

The book is divided into three books, namely fists, palms, fingers, and legs, one-handed swords, and two-handed guns.

It's right to think about it, internal strength requires qi training to achieve a certain intensity and strength, but today's fat people have already surpassed that degree physically, so why bother.

For this kind of martial arts, the fat man is like a treasure, and his current memory has also changed qualitatively, just in just one hour, he has memorized a set of meteor fist techniques and meteor leg methods clearly, and even simulated it completely in his heart, confident that he can do it.

As soon as the sky was bright, the fat man couldn't bear it anymore and ran to the yard to practice.

The so-called meteor, its purpose is a fast word, and the current fat man has several qualitative improvements in speed, for mortals, it can be described as fast as lightning.

The Meteor Fist and Leg Techniques use different moves and force techniques to bring the strength and speed to near perfection.

At the beginning, the fat man was still a little rusty when he practiced, but he tried to get along with the moves, but the more he practiced, the more handy he became, and even between the punches and legs, there seemed to be a consciousness that followed, and the more accurate and smooth.

"Wow, that's great!"

Unconsciously, the fat man actually entered the realm of selflessness, if it weren't for He Fang's excited clapping after seeing it, he would have forgotten where he was.

"Good morning."

Hearing the voice of the beautiful woman, the fat man hurriedly stopped, his face was full of smiles, but his eyes were secretly forced, looking at He Fang.

You know, he's been looking forward to this moment for a long time! Yes, I will show you clearly, maybe you will be embarrassed, but if you have the opportunity to look at it secretly, I am afraid that no man will refuse, this kind of psychology, well, normal man's heart, hehe.

"Wow! ~~”

In an instant, a slender white figure jumped into the fat man's eyes.

The waist is graceful, the skin is white and tender, and the chest is ...... tall

"Chu Han, what's wrong with you?"

Suddenly, that graceful figure ran towards the fat man, and the stiffness on his chest trembled with the running action, so tempting!

"Why are there so many nosebleeds?"

With that anxious voice, the trembling and swaying, agile and delicate thing like a pair of petite rabbits, is already close at hand!

"So white..."

The fat man muttered.

"How can it be white, it's obviously red blood! Chu Fatty, what's wrong with you! Don't scare me! ”

He Fang's anxious voice in his ears was even more urgent, and there was even a faint cry.

"Well, red."

The fat man's eyes, attracted by the two delicate reds at the towering trembling places, groaned unconsciously.

"Good Red ......"

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