Chapter Ninety-Eight: A Woman with Big Breasts and No Brains!

"Morning, Uncle Pervert!"

Since that night, the attitude of the two rivals towards them has changed subtly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Qin Ke's eyes were no longer full of hostility. The little girl Shen Shanshan took the initiative to talk to her when she had nothing to do. Take this morning as an example, when she saw Ling Feng walking out of the courtyard, she immediately greeted with a smile.

Perverted uncle!

Ling Feng touched his nose, a little embarrassed. Is it better for him to answer the call, or to ignore it.

In any case, this 'perverted uncle' has more meaning than a 'dead pervert' praise. He didn't want to be entangled by the little girl, so he could only nod his head, which could be regarded as a response.

It's just that the way he greets him is more ugly than crying.

"Uncle pervert, you're going to hunt in the mountains again...... Let's get good together, take Daha, with its help, you can definitely return with a full load! ”

The little girl Shen Shanshan is ripe. Jumping over, he said that he wanted to go up the mountain to hunt with Ling Feng.

"Oh, I have something to do today, so I'm not going to the mountains."

Ling Feng dropped this sentence and fled as if he were flashing. He didn't want to be entangled by this little girl, and he would never have peace.

Pass by Zhang Banxian's courtyard. After a glance, the courtyard door was wide open. Shen Stick was wearing a Tang costume and was 'playing Tai Chi' in the courtyard. Not to mention, this product is playing Tai Chi with one hand quite well, raising his hands and feet, it seems to be slow, but in fact, it is like flowing clouds and water, hearty.

"Shh

Ling Feng cast a look of contempt. These days, he couldn't stand the entanglement of the magic stick, and gave the other party ten agility fruits. These fruits of agility were all found in the mountains earlier. For this reason, he also made a move with Shen Shanshan and formed a grudge.

Ten agility fruits, Ling Feng had seen the Divine Stick swallow with his own eyes. In other words, even if he is a half-crippled ordinary survivor, after eating so many Source Tree fruits, he can at least become a five-fold strengthened ability.

However, the god stick ate it, burped a few times, and let out a stinky fart, and it was over.

It has nothing to do with him. This guy's belly is like a bottomless pit, and it doesn't matter how much you eat.

"Xudong, morning!"

Seeing Ling Feng at the door, Zhang Banxian greeted him with a smile.

"Go for your Tai Chi!"

Ling Feng was too lazy to take care of this guy, turned around and left.

said that he couldn't go into the mountains to hunt, this was to fool the little girl. Hunting is a small matter, and it has become a habit to go into the mountains every day to practice.

The ruins are a line, and the harvest is huge. One storage ring doesn't count, six limestone fruits are worth a lot. After taking three of them, the phantom wolf claws increased, and the source species reached the peak of the second order.

After that, Ling Feng ate another limestone fruit and six agility fruits. I plan to break through to the third order in one go.

Unexpectedly, after eating so many source tree fruits, except for the phantom wolf claw, it was increased again, and in terms of source species, it did not successfully break through the third order.

What went wrong?

Ling Feng couldn't figure it out, so he could only go to Zhang Banxian for advice. At the level of 'knowledge' related to the knowledge of Tibet, this guy is definitely a professional.

It was precisely because he had something to ask for that Ling Feng would be extorted by Zhang Banxian and pay the price of ten agile fruits.

According to what Zhang Banxian said, there are nine levels of the source species, and there will be a big bottleneck every third order, and it is not possible to break through by relying on the fruit of the source tree alone.

How to break through?

This was Ling Feng's concern. In terms of specific aspects, Zhang Banxian couldn't say clearly, but he was vague, so that he had nothing to do and experience more, and the fire was enough, and it came naturally.

The so-called experience is to practice, practice skills diligently, and boil up the muscles and bones.

Ling Feng believed that Zhang Banxian would not lie to him, and he would not dare. Because the other party also said that when the inheritor of the Tibetan Treasure reaches the third order, the source seed in his body is transformed, and he can feel the source power in the air around him, and take the initiative to absorb and strengthen himself.

In other words, the third-order Tibetan Treasure Inheritor can continue to grow the source seed in his body without relying on the source tree fruit. At the same time, in the process of fighting, the source power recovered extremely quickly, far from being comparable to the third order and below.

Get the answers you want. Ling Feng was still very satisfied.

Practice your skills diligently and build your muscles. He does this every day, and he will continue to do so in the future.

I believe that with my perseverance and perseverance, it will not be long before I can successfully break through the bottleneck and reach the third order.

Walk along the wide streets. Soon, Ling Feng came to the back gate of Hongshan City. As far as the eye can see, sewage is flowing everywhere, and there are dense tents and simple wooden huts, which are too many to count.

A ragged survivor with yellow muscles and thin muscles, some of them were hanging out and begging, and some of them were leaning on the door of their house with no energy.

The smell of stench and baking wafts in the wind, and I feel sick to smell it.

Ling Feng unconsciously took out the nasal congestion and blocked his nostrils. For a person with a perverted sense of smell like him, the foul and foul smell of the camp in the back mountain is really unbearable.

A wall away, heaven and hell.

The life of Hongshan City is rich and peaceful. It was only when he passed by the Houshan camp every day that Ling Feng could feel that he was still living in the Cataclysmic Era.

Stride away. Along the way, many refugees begged and begged. Ling Feng was unmoved. Refugees from the camps are gathering more and more. So far, I am afraid that there will be more than 200,000. He can save one, ten, hundred...... But it can't save everyone.

In the era of cataclysm, if you want to survive, you have to rely on yourself.

There are many tragic things. The human heart will become more and more numb. Ling Feng was like that. He ignored the begging glances around him and strode forward.

After passing through the refugee camp, you will reach the foot of Dahong Mountain.

All the way. As he passed through the central area of the camp, Ling Feng saw an acquaintance.

Specifically, it should be his beautiful neighbor Qin Ke.

"Have any of you seen him...... Tell me the clues, I'll give the food...... Whoever can take me to him, I'll give 100,000 dollars! ”

Qin Ke is still wearing a black windbreaker and jeans, with long hair and a shawl, and his appearance is stunning. She held a photograph with an anxious look on her face, showing it to hundreds of refugees. Behind him was a whole basket of steaming steamed buns.

"A big-breasted woman with no brains!"

Ling Feng stopped. With his hands on his chest, he looked out more than ten meters. He waited...... Watch a good show.

"I've seen him!"

"I know where he is...... Give me! You give me steamed buns first! ”

More and more refugees are coming over. I saw Qin Ke, a delicate woman, and steaming steamed buns. These long-starved people, blinded by desire, waved their arms and rushed away.

One by one, dirty and black hands, greedily stretched out to the bamboo basket on Qin Ke's back. Some ill-intentioned guys reached out directly to her important parts.

This scene is like a sheep falling into the mouth of a pack of wolves.

Ling Feng saw it in his eyes, and a mocking smile appeared on his face. He didn't come to the rescue, the reason is very simple, Qin Ke is not a simple little sheep, she is a hidden treasure, and she is also the strongest Fazang.

The rabbit is in a hurry and bites.

This stupid woman with big breasts and no brains and an idiot with a strong sense of justice, if she is provoked, the consequences will be very serious.

Screaming. Qin Ke's figure had been overwhelmed by a dirty and smelly refugee.

Boom!

After two or three seconds at most. A low and muffled sound came from within the crowd, and in an instant, a sharp burst of energy, and one refugee after another was directly swept away like leaves in a strong wind, thrown around.

Qin Ke stood in place. A dozen square areas around it were emptied. I saw that her hair was messy, and her clothes were torn in many places. Holding a curved sword, seven iron rings lingered around his body, and his eyes were sharp, exuding a strong aura unique to the Fazang powerhouse.

"Divine Favorite!"

"She's a god-honored one!"

Except for the refugees who were affected by the energy and fell to the ground, the rest of the people saw this scene and fled as if they were scattered. No one dared to linger any longer.

Anger a divine servant can have serious consequences!

Soon, there was no one around. Specifically, people who are standing. Only Ling Feng was more than ten meters away, and when he saw the embarrassed old enemy, he couldn't help laughing.

He has always been unsmiling, but somehow, he was very happy to see Qin Ke deflated.

Obviously, his laughter was immediately noticed by Qin Ke.

"What's so funny?"

The figure flickered. Qin Ke had already come to the front, and Ling Feng, whose fingers were still laughing, said loudly, "Don't you have any relatives?" Don't you want to find them? Do you know the feeling of losing contact with your loved ones and worrying about your stomach...... You selfish bastard, you'll never feel this way! ”

As she spoke, she couldn't stop crying, and tears poured down like a spring.

"I ......"

Ling Feng was directly stunned by the scolding. I stammered and wanted to explain, but I couldn't say a word.