Chapter 6 Caoludan does not cure concussion (ask for collection!)
Wang Feng's indifferent voice came from his ears, and the corners of his eyes skimmed, only to see this fool holding a fist straight towards his head.
"A waste fool, what if I just suffer from your punch? As long as this Gathering Spirit Duo is severely damaged, you will all be kneaded by me!"
The thought of his good deeds being disturbed by a fool made him angry. He didn't pay attention to Wang Feng's attack at all, and slapped his right palm on the chest of the clone.
boom
boom
There were two muffled sounds in a row. The doppelganger was slapped away by Liu Neng's palm. And in the same way, Liu Neng's fat body also flew out upside down.
His head was punched by Wang Feng's porcelain, and he was already dizzy when he fell to the ground, and blood flowed from the tip of his nose.
"This fool, why do you have so much strength?"
This was the last thought in Liu Neng's head, and with a heavy head, Wang Feng smashed it again.
boom
boom
He was punched in the head and hit the ground again.
Wang Feng didn't expect that after his physique was strengthened, his strength would be so terrifying, and he would fall down if he was hit by the Gathering Spirit Duo.
"You fool, I'm going to kill you. â
Liu Neng couldn't open his eyes, lying on the ground, letting out a beast-like roar.
"At this time, you can't tell the difference?"
Wang Feng stepped on Liu Neng, pulled out a chair from the side, and got used to it in front of Liu Neng's head.
Crash
The hard sandalwood chair shattered directly.
"Whew!"
Liu Neng's screams like killing pigs were immediately heard on the ground.
"Haha, it's really better to smash people with chairs!"
Wang Feng laughed loudly, and a feeling of joy rose in his heart.
This body has been beaten for so many years, and it has never been so arrogant today.
Similarly, in his previous life, Wang Feng was also pressed by the system and couldn't raise his head. Killing people at the age of eight, he was not a good person in the first place, and there was ruthless blood in his bones.
Today, it is finally released.
"Wang Feng, Lao Tzu must kill you!"
Liu Neng, who was lying on the ground, was covered in blood and flowed all over the ground. However, he gritted his teeth and still struggled desperately, but was trampled by Wang Feng.
"Little sister, is it okay for the big brother to avenge you?"
Wang Feng ignored Liu Neng's shouting, but turned his head to look at the little girl on the side.
"Huh?"
The little girl was only twelve years old, and she was frightened by Wang Feng's violent and bloody actions, but she inexplicably felt a sense of security in the face of those smiling eyes.
Glancing at Liu Neng on the ground, remembering the terrible thing that had happened to her just now, the little girl nodded heavily, and her voice was extremely crisp.
"Hmm"
"Good!"
After receiving the little girl's affirmative answer, Wang Feng also shouted, and pulled out a square wooden table from the wall and raised it with one hand.
The white porcelain cup used to make tea on the wooden table fell to the ground and shattered into countless pieces.
"Wang Feng, you ...... What do you want to do? I'm the regional manager of the Wang family, and you will definitely have no good fruit to eat if you beat me!"
Liu Neng shouted loudly with a trembling voice.
He was really scared, this fool was not stupid, but became a madman.
"The Wang family has taught you the method of cultivation, but you can't beat me, but your skills are not as good as others!"
Wang Feng sneered, he didn't believe that the Wang family would care about the grudge between these miscellaneous servants, for the Wang family, these miscellaneous servants were no different from slaves, and they didn't care whether they lived or died.
boom
The square wooden table in his hand fell fiercely, smashed on Liu Neng's head, shattered into wood all over the ground, and piled up on him.
At this time, Liu Neng did not scream, but convulsed freely, and it seemed that he was really seriously injured.
Wang Feng didn't believe that he would be stoned to death this time, and the spirit gathering was double, and it was not so easy to die.
"If there is my Heavenly Empire's first artifact plate brick, it will be more emotional to shoot. â
Wang Feng muttered, and immediately pushed aside the piled sandalwood, grabbed Liu Neng's hair, and pulled his head up slightly.
"You...... What exactly do you ...... What do you want to do?"
Liu Neng foamed at the mouth with blood, his eyes were completely covered with sticky blood, and he said weakly.
"How about it, over the years, I have benefited from Wang Ping and Wang Zhi, right?"
Wang Feng squatted down and stared at Liu Neng.
This Liu Neng, relying on the royal sandbag of Wang Feng in the courtyard under his jurisdiction, has a close relationship with Wang Ping and Wang Zhi, and naturally has a lot of benefits.
"What do you want?" Liu Neng gasped, and when he spoke, blood bubbled in his mouth.
"Spirit stone. Wang Feng didn't drag his feet at all.
Liu Neng's fat body trembled violently after hearing Wang Feng's words.
"Don't you say it, hehe, I just like your hard temper!"
Seeing this, Wang Feng suddenly grinned, directly threw Liu Neng's head on the ground, stood up, and touched the only remaining sandalwood chair on the side.
"There's just one more, so it's a shame not to have to drop it. â
He muttered while touching it, and Liu Neng, who was listening, had a chill above his head and hurriedly spoke:
"Don't ...... Don't, I'll give, I'll give. â
This madman!
Liu Neng's heart was dripping blood, and his body was trembling.
"That's right, sue me, where. Wang Feng clapped his hands and said in satisfaction.
"In the east room in the hall. After Liu Neng finished saying this, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
That was the spirit stone he had accumulated for three years, enough for him to cultivate to the Triple Spirit Gathering, and all the valuable things were in it.
However, before he had time to feel distressed, he felt that his body suddenly lightened, but he saw Wang Feng directly lift his right leg, followed by a movement of the object in front of him.
Wang Feng dragged him away like this, and made a strange turn by the way, came to the little girl's side, and stretched out his other hand.
"Come, brother, take you to cut off the flesh of this bad man's heart. â
Wang Feng had a gentle smile on his face, looking like a gentle scholar, of course, if he ignored such a flesh and blood ball that he was dragging.
The little girl looked at the smiling Wang Feng, and then at Liu Neng, who was covered in blood, stretched out her little hand, and nodded heavily.
"Hmm"
In this way, Wang Feng dragged Liu Neng with one hand and the little girl with the other, and swaggered towards the room that Liu Neng said.
Poor Liu Neng, the dignified regional manager, in charge of nearly 500 people in 20 courtyards, was being dragged on the ground like a rag sack at the moment.
The bloodied pig's head stumbled along the steps and thresholds, leaving a trail of blood.
"Damn, bastard, madman, barbarian!"
Liu Neng roared wildly in his heart, and he almost passed out in anger. But when I thought of what would happen next, I suddenly felt refreshed, and it was a distressing spirit.
Coming to the room where the spirit stones were stored, Wang Feng's mind immediately remembered a crisp sound.
bite
"I found eight lower grade spirit stones, five grass dew pills, and one yellow level mystical technique. â
"Huh, there's even a mystical technique?"
Wang Feng's eyes lit up suddenly.
Xuanji is an attack technique in this continent, that is, the monk uses the spiritual power on his body, and uses the Xuanji to send out a strength far beyond his own cultivation.
Although Wang Feng had never eaten pork, let alone seen a pig run, he had heard of pork. This kind of bad street information, he naturally won't be unaware.
It's just that the Xuanshu is extremely precious, and it is divided into four levels: Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang. Even the lowest-level Yellow Rank spiritual skills are extremely rare, even in the Wang family, non-elite disciples will never be able to learn them.
How did you get this Liu Neng?
Wang Feng pressed his mind and threw Liu Neng, who was like a dead pig, to the ground.
"Where?"
The system can only find out what is within a 10-meter radius, and it can't pinpoint its location.
"In ...... In a dark compartment at the head of my bed. Liu Neng lay on the ground and said this sentence in an almost trembling voice.
Wang Feng set his eyes on the head of his bed, and the clone immediately strode over from behind.
The clone condensed by the Heaven Killing Clone Technique, in addition to being able to be re-summoned seven days after death, has another characteristic, that is, there is no serious injury. Regardless of the injury, he will only fade in color, and will not affect his combat effectiveness.
And a clone can only withstand three full-strength attacks of a strong person of the same level at most, and if it is more, it will dissipate, return to the system space on its own, and wait for seven days before being summoned again.
If you are injured, you will recover on its own after spending a day in the system space.
Wang Feng wasn't sure if there was a mechanism in the dark grid, and the clone was the safest in the past.
Caution is the first rule of survival.
"This, what kind of person is this, nothing happens when my heart is slapped by me?"
Liu Neng saw the doppelganger through the slits of his squinted eyes, and his heart was full of shock.
Lifting the quilt, the doppelganger fumbled around the bedside for a while, and finally pressed a recessed switch, and immediately popped out a delicate wooden box.
Shun lĂŹ incomparable.
Obviously, this Liu Neng didn't have the guts to install a mechanism at the head of his bed.
When the wooden box was opened, there were eight spirit stones lying in it, five porcelain bottles and a jade slip.
"It's very good, I only need spirit stones, and I even sent pills to practice, I am very satisfied with your confession of mistakes. Wang Feng held the wooden box in his hand, withdrew the clone, and kicked Liu Neng's head.
"Damn, my spirit stone, my elixir, my exercises!"
That exercise was undoubtedly a treasure that he had found in a slum, and it was worth hundreds of spirit stones. Just wait for yourself to cultivate to the Seventh Soul Gathering and then study, and from then on, you will ascend to the sky one step at a time.
I didn't expect to be cheaper than this fool, I knew that it was better to sell it, and buy another Gathering Spirit Pill to directly become a Gathering Spirit Fivefold Monk!
Liu Neng's distressed round face was distorted, and his teeth were clenched, but he couldn't do anything about it.
"How about it, see if his expression is as painful as cutting his heart?"
Wang Feng took the little girl by the hand and said with a smile.
The little girl was still with tears, looked at Liu Neng's distorted expression, and nodded seriously.
"Haha......"
Wang Feng laughed loudly, extremely comfortable and depressed. There are those who have this body, and there are those who have accumulated nearly twenty years in their previous lives.
Strength is respected, this is a world that suits you.
"Ahem...... cough, can you leave me a grass Ludan?" Wang Feng was laughing, and Liu Neng's extremely inopportune weak voice came from under his feet.
He was badly wounded, and all the injuries were in the head. Although the cultivation of the double of the spirit gathering makes the wound stop the bleeding, if you want to recover, it is absolutely difficult to recover without ten days and half a month.
This is still his cultivation of gathering spirits, if he was an ordinary person, after suffering so many times, his brain would have collapsed.
That's a real sandalwood chair.
"You?" Wang Feng shook his head solemnly.
"Caoludan can only treat trauma, not concussion. â
"What concussion?"
Liu Neng was at a loss, completely unaware. Although this grass Ludan can't completely heal the injury on his head, it can also relieve the pain.
Wang Feng didn't bother to explain, and said with a smile:
"So, you want Caoludan, unless you have a traumatic injury. I don't think it's a waste to use these tables and chairs in your room......"
"Don't, don't ......" Liu Neng hurriedly said to forgive, so frightened that the three souls fell two and a half souls.
This fool is a madman, and he may have beaten himself to death with a single ruthless hand.
"Don't?"
Wang Feng suddenly squatted down, grabbed Liu Neng's hair, and raised his head in front of him.
"Do you know that it hurts? Are you afraid of being beaten? Look at my face, the wound on it hasn't gone away for a day over the years!"
Wang Feng's tone was extremely gloomy, like a volcano that would erupt at any time.