"Baby son, are you really sure? Otherwise, let's run away as a family of three and hide in the deep mountains and old forests, those foreign devils may not be able to find us. "Chen Mansion, Feng Xianglian said to Yun Shibao with a worried face.

With the strength shown by his baby son, no one with a little brain will easily touch his tiger beard, this group of foreign devils dares to come to the door to threaten together, either they are fools, or they have enough confidence.

Are the foreign devils stupid? Well, even if there are one or two shows of amusement once in a while, it is impossible for all the ministers of the great powers to show off, right?

"Mom, I've asked this a hundred and eighty times, don't worry, old man, when have I ever done something I'm not sure of?" Yun Shibao said with confidence.

"That's good, this is the black chicken and old ginseng soup stewed for you by your mother, you are now the time to grow your body, you can't just focus on cultivation." After receiving Yun Shibao's affirmative answer, Feng Xianglian breathed a sigh of relief, put a food box on the table, and turned around and walked outside the room

"Are you really sure?" Walking to the door, Feng Xianglian paused, turned to look at Yun Shibao, and asked with some anxiety.

"You old man, don't worry, just a few foreign devils, I will kill them like killing chickens and sheep..."While speaking, Yun Shibao also bent his arm and showed off his underdeveloped biceps.

"Well, then I won't disturb your cultivation as a mother..."Seeing this, Feng Xianglian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and turned to leave.

After Feng Xianglian left, Yun Shibao's confident little face collapsed, and his eyes were full of gloom.

Although the concentration of aura in this kung fu world is low, and there is no special map, there are many strong people, first the mysterious old beggar, then Yamamoto Musashi who used the demon knife to "burst beans", and now there is a dark cloud Zen master and an onmyoji...

It stands to reason that Yun Shibao's current cultivation has been promoted to the second-order upper grade, and even the strong people who are on the second order perfection will not be intimidated, but in fact, he is now panicked, and he does not have the slightest sense of security.

You know, those foreign devils are clearly preparing to beat themselves, if the strong people they find are only medium-grade or high-grade, it's okay to say, but if there is a second-order perfect martial artist, it will be lively.

"Break the machine, scan this world can make my strength rise to the second-order consummation as soon as possible..."There are still 5 months left before January 1st, if I can complete task 1 and task 2 in these five months, I don't have to be afraid of these foreign devils.

"Dingdong, this service needs an arrogance value of 1 million points, and the host's current arrogance value balance is insufficient to perform this operation."

The next moment, the sound of the broken machine made Yun Shibao's expression stiffen, and he felt that the whole person was not good.

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"Send this manuscript to the newspaper office, I don't care how much it costs you, in short, I want this manuscript to sweep the whole of China in three days..."In the Chen Mansion, in Feng Xianglian's room, Feng Xianglian handed a few pages of manuscript to the maid, and ordered with a serious expression.

This is a manuscript that she asked someone to polish to declare war on the great powers in the tone of Yun Shibao, and the manuscript begins with the great powers threatening Yun Shibao with the lives of the people to respond to the war, and briefly gives a background introduction.

The whole article emphasizes the arrogance and meanness of the great powers, as well as the indomitable and bloody spirit of Yun Shibao, and the article is full of frustration and enthusiasm, and the tragic scene of a six-year-old boy who is not afraid of threats for the fate of the nation and faces the strong men of various countries alone regardless of the danger of his life is portrayed very vividly.

In a word, all those who read this article have only one thought, and they absolutely cannot let such a teenager face a strong enemy alone.

It is foreseeable what kind of sensation such a manuscript will cause after it spreads all over the country, how much fame it will bring to Yun Shibao, and how many cultivators will come out of the mountains to support Yun Shibao.

Feng Xianglian is a woman who doesn't know what national righteousness is, let alone what right and wrong are, in her world, there are only husbands and children.

It's okay to want her life, but it's definitely not okay to touch her children.

She was just an ordinary person, and she couldn't help Yun Shibao in battle, but she could help her precious son in other ways.

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"Arrogance +1 (*5)"

"Arrogance +5 (*3)"

"Arrogance +8 (*3)"

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Early the next morning, hearing the prompt sound of the broken machine swiping screen in his mind, Yun Shibao subconsciously opened the attribute panel, looked at the balance, and was instantly stunned.

More than two million?

You haven't done anything lately, have you? Why is there such a large amount of arrogant value all of a sudden? Yun Shibao's face was confused.

"Young master, you are famous..."At this time, a maid who was waiting for Yun Shibao's living suddenly stumbled in from outside the door, her little face was flushed, and she was still holding a newspaper in her hand.

"What's so urgent?" Yun Shibao frowned slightly, as he experienced more and more life and his strength gradually strengthened, he had cultivated a trace of the momentum of a superior in his body.

Although he usually treats people kindly, his subordinates still feel a trace of pressure in front of him, and they are careful in what they say and do, and they dare not go beyond the slightest.

Especially this girl named Xiaohuan, the little guts are like cats, and they stumble when they see themselves talking, what's going on today? Found money?

"Newspaper... Newspaper... Young Master, you're in the newspaper..."Seeing Yun Shibao's brows furrowed, the little girl shrunk her neck and stumbled with her head down.

"On the newspaper? How many times does your young master not report in a month? "Yun Shibao Yile, he is the prince of the underground world of the Demon Capital, and it is normal for him to be noticed by major media.

"A teenage hero worth remembering!" Yun Shibao took the newspaper from Xiaohuan's hand with some curiosity, and the first thing that caught his eye was such a line of headlines in black and bold.

"He is the prince of the gangsters, born with a golden key in his mouth, he should have been clothed and fed all his life, and he has a group of wives and concubines, but he stood up when this country was in danger and the mountains and rivers were broken..."

"He wasn't the first to say 'get out' to the Great Powers, but he was the youngest and the most sonorous one..."

"He scattered all his family wealth to run a school for free, just to open up the wisdom of the people, so that ordinary people can open their eyes to the world..."

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To be honest, looking at this newspaper that praised himself with all kinds of gorgeous words and described himself as a lonely hero who was dedicated to the public, Rao is Yun Shibao was thick-skinned enough, and he couldn't help blushing for a while.

Although most of what the newspaper said was true, he scolded the great powers for self-preservation, and he did it casually, even to the devils in the East because they didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and they took the initiative to find themselves and provoke themselves...

"Which editor wrote this TM? I'm just going with the flow, not for fame, it's just... How can there be this." Yun Shibao slapped the table and roared angrily.

But the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be hidden.