Chapter Eighty-Six: The Overlord Hardens the Bow (Ask for Collection)

Chu Feixue dodged Feng Wuji's sneak attack, and stood aside with a blushing face, not daring to look at Feng Wuji. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Feixue, I haven't seen you in two years, how about we have a second date today?" Feng Wuji looked at Chu Feixue with a smile, waiting for her answer.

"Good! All right! She also knew that Feng Wuji had been missing for two years.

The two of them went to breakfast with a super big light bulb, and then set off on a day of road trips.

Bus, taxi, subway...

Shopping malls, snack streets, amusement parks...

"Ahh It's so cool! Feng Wuji sat on the bench in the park, Chu Feixue sat quietly on one side, and the old man Chu's light bulb was not far away.

"Blizzard, where are we going next?" Feng Wuji looked up at Chu Feixue.

"We..."

"Wait a minute!" Feng Wuji stood up suddenly, then frowned, staring straight at the park, wondering why 'he' appeared in front of people.

"Cold wind..." Feng Wuji shouted, and at the same time pulled Chu Feixue towards the cold wind.

The man standing there looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, although he was young and young, but he couldn't hide his coldness, and his eyes were cold, which made Chu Feixue frown slightly, and his heart was also vigilant.

"It's okay, a friend, don't worry." Feng Wuji turned his head and said with a smile.

Leng Feng saw Feng Wuji, and the expression on his face softened, although he still looked cold, but he didn't have that killing intent.

"Boss..." Leng Feng shouted, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, this is the rule set by Feng Wuji, anyone who sees him must be called Boss, otherwise, the consequences are very serious, that is, never think about buying spirit wine from him again, this is nothing more important for cultivators than improving cultivation, just a boss, it is a trivial matter.

"What are you doing here?"

"Mission!"

"Is that him?"

"Hmm!"

Feng Wuji suddenly understood, if it wasn't for the task, how could the cold wind appear!

"Leng Feng, didn't I say you, don't you usually restrain your breath? If you appear like this, it's like a 1,000-watt fluorescent lamp, and your identity will be revealed! Feng Wuji looked at the cold wind and reminded.

Leng Feng nodded heavily, but said, "I know, but I like it!" ”

Feng Wuji: "! @#¥%…… & amp; *! What T.MD willful! ”

Hearing Feng Wuji talk about willfulness, Leng Feng's heart suddenly became unbalanced, Feng Wuji is a very special existence on the mountain, there is nothing he can't do, nothing he can't do, and nothing he doesn't dare to do.

This made all the disciples on the mountain full of doubts and jealousy.

"Ouch! Cold wind, your task is tricky! Do you want me to help you? Feng Wuji smiled and looked at the cold young man in front of him.

Leng Feng's eyes lit up suddenly, it was not that he couldn't solve the mission goal, but he had been on the mountain for more than a year, and none of them had seen Feng Wuji make a move, let alone know his cultivation, he saw that he sold spirit wine every day, and he wanted to know what Feng Wuji's strength was.

In fact, in the eyes of everyone on the mountain, Feng Wuji must be very powerful, otherwise, those elders would not have indulged him so much.

In Chu Feixue's worried, cold and blazing eyes, Feng Wuji took a figure-eight step and walked leisurely to the fat man on the edge of the woods.

"Hey! Feed! Dead fat pig in front, you blocked my WIFI signal! ”

As soon as Feng Wuji's words came out, Chu Feixue suddenly laughed with a 'poof', and her voice was like a silver bell, pleasant to the ear.

When the fat man heard that someone called him a dead fat pig, he disturbed his good deeds, and his heart immediately became angry, and he finally drugged and caught this clever little girl.

"Holy! In broad daylight, you actually play field warfare, and you are still an overlord with a bow! Feng Wuji saw the woman blocked by the fat man clearly.

"Save..."

"Boy, disturb Lao Tzu's good deeds, and dare to scold Lao Tzu, the consequences are not something you can bear."

Feng Wuji and the fat man confronted each other, and the woman didn't know where the strength came from, so she staggered and pounced on Feng Wuji's side, her hands tightly tugging on Feng Wuji's clothes, and her eyes looked at the fat man in horror.

Feng Wuji looked down, the woman was seventeen or eighteen years old, a girl, melon seed face, willow eyebrows, no makeup, very beautiful, that is a kind of classical beauty of a small jasper.

At this time, there was a little bit of sparkling on his pale face, which showed that he was very frightened.

The fat man saw that the prey he was about to get his hands had escaped like this, the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, the spiritual power on his body surged, and he approached Feng Wuji step by step.

"Boy, are you self-judged? Or..." The fat man was just halfway through his words, when he suddenly glanced at Chu Feixue behind Feng Wuji, his eyes lit up suddenly, and his gaze could almost be condensed into substance, and he couldn't care about Feng Wuji's entanglement anymore, let alone the little beauty who was about to arrive.

"Holy! It's beautiful! It's beautiful! So curvaceous! So white! It's huge! ・・・・It's going to be fun! The fat man instantly turned into a literary man, and the words of praise in his mouth were endless.

"Humph!" Feng Wuji's eyes immediately became gloomy, and he snorted coldly, the fat man's ** words and eyes made Feng Wuji very angry.

A cold light flashed and disappeared, making Leng Feng, who had been paying attention to Feng Wuji, feel a chill in his heart, he had never seen Feng Wuji, who had always been giggling, appear in this kind of look.

The fat man directly ignored Feng Wuji's existence, shook his huge body, took a step across, bypassed Feng Wuji, and walked straight to Chu Feixue, the greasy fat on his face shook twice, and squeezed out a very disgusting smile, "Beauty, we ・・・・・"

Before the fat man's greeting was finished, he felt the cold behind him, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"Humph!"

With another cold snort, Feng Wuji ate an antidote pill for the girl who was dragging him, let her sit on the ground and digest it, and then came to Chu Feixue's body in a flash, and said in a cold tone: "Fat pig, how do you want to die?" ”

"Dead?" The fat man was instantly stunned when he heard this, this is the funniest joke he has ever heard in his life, he is not an ordinary person, in this Beihai City, their family is also one of the best existences, which is also the reason why the fat man can do evil in broad daylight.

What's more, although this fat man seems to be useless and useless, his talent is a yellow-level gold-based spiritual root, which is the top talent in the entire Beihai City, although high-level spiritual roots are rare, but there are still some, but the yellow-level spiritual root is definitely one in a million, less than twenty years old, he has cultivated to the innate eightfold, and he is also the number one person among the young people in Beihai City!