Chapter Twenty-Eight: Nothing!?
Except for a few people with lanterns and torches, they have everything in their hands, such as flat poles, harpoons, and deadbolt kitchen knives...... The stool also seems to be one of the seven weapons.
But the people of the town had long been alarmed by such a big movement, at first one or two, and then more and more people gathered, and their courage gradually came up.
Now that there was no movement above, the crowd that had been worried about it finally broke out completely.
"Not good. Bai Feiping said secretly, now it's too late to act, his mind is in a flash, with the help of the cover of the night, a few steel wires are silently stretched out, and Murong Zhennan's old face is shaved to shreds in three or two strokes.
As soon as he had done all this, the townspeople who had rushed to the front came to him.
"Madame, Miss, you're all alright!"
"Young Master Kuo, are you okay, I heard that you were sick two days ago!"
"Ah...... Who's that?"
"Huh...... Isn't this Second Master Peng?"
"Yes, it's Second Master Peng. ”
"Second Master Peng, what's wrong?"
The scene was noisy, which made Zhao Yueru's mother and daughter stammer, and they were also a little flustered, not knowing where to start answering.
Although he is very sluggish in terms of feelings, Bai Feiping is still quite smart in other aspects.
He guessed the baroness's intentions with a slight turn of his head just now, so he kept looking at Zhao Kuo and didn't change.
At this time, seeing that the scene was a little chaotic, he simply stood up and said in a low voice: "This person is a killer." He pointed to Murong Zhennan's corpse.
Bai Feiping continued: "Uncle Peng Yuan died with this killer in order to protect me. ”
"Sister, that classmate and brother, I rushed back to school to report the news just now. ”
Cultivated in the Internet information age, lies come out of the mouth, and there is no draft. Zhao Yueru's mother and daughter looked at him dumbfounded, and it was estimated that there were only two words left in their hearts: "Niu 13"
"Oh!"
"Oh, in this way, Second Master Peng has indeed always been very protective of Young Master Kuo. ”
"It's a pity that Second Master Peng, what a good person. ”
"Damn killer!"
"Young Master, why is your voice so strange?" A boy about fourteen years old next to him was full of doubts: "It sounds very different from usual!"
"I got sick two days ago. Bai Feiping replied calmly: "Okay, it's like this." ”
"Oh, I'll just say it. The child was immediately relieved.
Of course, it's not that the adults didn't hear it, but they were embarrassed to ask, and they automatically made up for it.
Not far away.
Seeing Bai Feiping handling everything with ease, the baroness smiled, she glanced at Zhao Yueru beside her, and quietly leaned into her daughter's ear and said, "Do you see Feiping He seems to be unwilling!
Zhao Yueru stomped her feet, blushing and muttering all the time, and she didn't know where to shout something.
The next thing is much easier, and there is no need for Bai Feiping to do it himself, the townspeople carried Murong Zhennan and Peng Yuan to the mountain and buried them separately. Then he said goodbye and went back.
When everyone was far away, Bai Feiping and the three of them also returned to the castle living room. The baroness smiled and said to Bai Feiping: "Feiping, believe me and you understand, how about it, are you ready!"
Bai Feiping was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Zhao Yueru.
Zhao Yueru stared at the fireplace with her eyes intently, as if the firewood burning inside showed off a flower.
"Dead Nizi!" the baroness stomped her foot in hatred, she had just said so much, and this posture had not completely turned around in her heart!
"Oh....... oh! Zhao Yueru seemed to have just come back to her senses.
Although my mother said a lot, it was also very reasonable, but if I completely let it out and sell cakes, doesn't my mother really know how many fox spirits there are in this world!
Alas...... Forget it, Feiping himself is also very willing, and that's the only way to go!
If there is a third party here, you can understand the respective positions of the mother and daughter very well, isn't this exactly the difference between the mentality of a beautiful woman and an ugly woman!
Beauty, confident, dare to let go.
Ugly girl, you can't keep a close eye on the only wheat in your hand.
Bai Feiping is here, he is completely an emotional idiot for the time being, and seeing that Zhao Yueru agreed, he nodded at the baroness.
"Good! good. The baroness laughed heartily: "In this way, you will be Zhao Kuo from now on, don't call me Mrs. anymore, you have to call Mom, you know!"
Bai Feiping nodded again.
The Baroness did not force him any more, but sat down contentedly and began to rest.
"Cut!" Zhao Yueru next to her didn't know where to think of it again, snorted, blushed and simply began to meditate.
Feeling that the strange atmosphere of the scene had finally dissipated, Bai Feiping also breathed a sigh of relief, and began to concentrate on cracking the second layer of the mask.
There is no skill in this, it is just water grinding kung fu, and little by little Murong Zhennan's spiritual imprint is polished, and this process is naturally branded with itself.
In this way, Bai Feiping didn't get it until the early morning of the next day, and then completely unlocked the seal of the second layer.
Almost instantly, a huge space was linked to Bai Feiping's sea of knowledge.
The clear and melodious voice of No. 520 also sounded at the right time: "Congratulations to Your Excellency the Reserve Captain for meeting the spiritual strength standard, whether you have started the basic training of the True Force Samurai." ”
Bai Feiping observed the space of about a thousand cubic meters, and was deeply shocked, no wonder Murong Zhennan didn't have anything on him, it turned out that he was all here.
Piles of gold coins, jewels, magical supplies, neatly arranged grain and grass baggage...... There are also a lot of miscellaneous items, and Bai Feiping can't see them for a while.
Taking a deep breath, Bai Feiping suppressed the excitement in his heart. Now there are more important things to do.
Bai Feiping: "No. 520, start the basic training of martial arts." ”
"Yes. ”
"Tick ......!"
After a long sound from the synthesized video, the whole space seemed to tremble.
After a few seconds of silence, a series of alarms rang out "Di Di ......".
"Tianwu System No. 520, the detection of the core computing part is normal. ”
"Tianwu System No. 520, detecting the damage of external data, the reason is unknown......"
"Tianwu System No. 520, detecting and restoring the system requires a large amount of external data, energy, and the computing part to derive various data. ”
......
Tianwu system No. 520 self-test for half a day.
"Meaning, there's nothing ...... now!?"
Bai Feiping, who had been listening carefully, was disappointed, hell - heaven - hell!
The ups and downs of life are so fast!
No. 520: "It's not that there is nothing, the Heavenly Secret that is bound to the core of this system still exists." ”
"Heavenly Secret Technique?" Bai Feiping wondered.
Number 520: "Yes, Heavenly Spirit." Through the method of visualization, this exercise returns to the original and restores one's own small universe meditation to the chaotic state before the opening of the heavens. ”
"As long as you successfully practice a seed, you can absorb any energy of the assimilation class and transform it into your own Heavenly Immortal True Qi. ”
"I can also practice in this state?" Bai Feiping, who was in the form of a slime, was a little frustrated.
"Yes. The system affirmed: "The Heavenly Secret is not a meridian dantian exercise in the traditional sense, it is a small universe that directly communicates with itself through the method of visualization. ”
"Theoretically, as long as it is an intelligent creature, it can be cultivated if the talent is good enough. ”
"Then let's start quickly!" Bai Feiping was a little excited in his heart.
Heavenly Secret - Listen to the introduction, isn't this the enhanced version of Niu B of the Northern Spiritual Skill!
Look at the little prince of Dali Kingdom, Duan Yu, who has such kung fu by his side, how relaxed and happy he is to lie down and win into a top master all the way, that is called a pleasant!
"Uh... Okay, try it first. 520's voice seemed to pause.
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