Brush!

The crystal water splashes like crystals breaking through the surface of the lake.

The boy threw the rod and threw a big fat fish onto the grass.

Two cats came up at once, and after grinning with their teeth, one of the cats retreated, and the other cat took the fish in its mouth and "swished" twice up the willow tree, and respectfully put the fish in front of the white cat, and then did not dare to stay longer, and retreated under the tree.

And under the tree, those weak cats looked at the white cats, and their eyes showed envy, but no cats dared to trespass, but they all obediently crouched.

The white cat seems to be a tsundere lady, and the rest of the cats are her servants.

Bai Feng didn't know how this white cat could have such a big ability, and he hadn't seen it in the library before.

"Boy, I'm almost resting, and I'll continue to practice in the afternoon."

Yuan Kui's voice came from afar.

"Got it, Uncle Yuan." Bai Feng answered from afar.

...

...

Afternoon.

Under the sun.

Yuan Kui taught Bai Feng.

"Boy, the bear fist in your [Second Bird Fist], the strength and posture are barely okay, but it lacks a sense of madness, ruthlessness, and explosiveness.

Blood bears, not only powerful, but also insanely brutal. ”

"Forget it, although Lao Tzu doesn't know this [Erfowl Fist], he can still teach you something about his sense of explosiveness.

You're on the lookout. ”

With that, the burly man stood a little farther away and swung his fist into the air.

But he wields very slowly, giving it a clumsy feel.

"Drink!!"

Suddenly, Yuan Kui burst out, and the muscles of his whole body were like balloons inflated violently, and his fists suddenly became a little bigger.

The speed of his fist remained the same, but his expression was already hideous and terrifying, and it was still the same speed, but when he punched again, it pierced the air like a big gun, and let out a dull explosion.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Punch after punch, in the air, it was like thunder in the daytime, and it exploded non-stop.

After more than ten consecutive strokes, Yuan Kui withdrew his fist at will, and then exhaled a breath, and the fist and arm slowly recovered.

He stepped forward and patted the back of Bai Feng's head with his hand, and said in an urn voice, "Boy, do you see clearly?"

Your bear punch has to hit this explosive feeling.

Even if I can't do it to my level, I can't feel bad. When you mobilize your flesh, you have to have a sense of outburst from the heart. ”

Bai Feng answered.

At the same time, he was stunned.

Because with Yuan Kui's encouraging patting, a line of information flashed in his mind again:

[You copied the purple inferior grade qi and blood martial arts bead ———— blood compression]......

White Wind: ???

...

...

Night.

Bai Feng lay down on the bed early, carefully watching the newly obtained martial arts bead information.

【Blood compression】

Quality: Purple lower grade, can be learned

Function: Qi and blood compression

It can compress qi and blood, so that a special "blood droplet" full of power is formed in the body, and as long as the "blood droplet" is re-released, it can produce a terrifying explosive force.

"I see, is this the secret of Uncle Yuan's strength?"

He thought back to Uncle Yuan's suddenly inflated arms and fists during the day, as well as the bursting sensation that was swung at will, this proper devil muscle man.

Looking at it again, Bai Feng saw two more lines of information:

[You can reveal the goal that fits with "blood compression" in your dreams, so that you can quickly comprehend it]

[Current target: Song Zhi]

"Sister Zhizhi, that... What are you waiting for? ”

Bai Feng sensed the extra purple bead in his mind and decided to act immediately.

He closed his eyes and secretly chanted in his heart: "Blood compresses, choose the target of revelation... Song Zhi. ”

Immediately afterward, another message came: [The target has not yet fallen asleep, so it cannot be revealed]

White Wind: ......

He waited for two incense sticks and tried again, but Song Zhi hadn't slept yet.

After waiting for another half an hour, Song Zhi still didn't sleep.

An hour...

Two hours...

Three hours...

Song Zhi still didn't sleep.

Bai Feng was shocked.

It's been a long time since midnight, and it's already early in the morning, why hasn't Sister Zhi slept yet? What are you doing in the middle of the night?

He decided to wait a little longer, if he couldn't wait for Song Zhi, then he could only sleep.

...

...

"Ahem, ahem..."

In the night wind, Song Xiaoniang pushed open the door of the house, closed it immediately, and then wrapped the palm of her hand with a bandage, and blood overflowed from the tiger's mouth.

Today's assassination target was a large axe, the axe was so heavy that it almost crushed her arm, but fortunately she managed to win with her skill and speed.

"I have another three hundred taels of silver, combined with the one hundred taels that Xiaofeng left me before, I can give him four hundred taels this time, Xiaofeng must think that my sister is very capable, right?"

Her cold pretty face stretched out and smiled sweetly, and then she carefully put the four silver bills in the denomination of one hundred taels into the box, and then deposited them in the old place, and then wrote a note in the code and put it on the table.

After doing this, Song Xiaoniang only felt that her whole body was extremely sore, and she didn't want to take a bath, she just wanted to sleep quickly.

"It's been a long time since the battle, and it would have been much better if we could have ended it quickly...... Let's go to sleep...... Wait for the quilt to dry during the day. ”

The little lady Song took off her cloak and coat, got into the futon and fell into a deep sleep.

......

Slept for a while.

Little Lady Song felt that something was wrong.

She opened her eyes suddenly, only to find that she was no longer on the bed.

"Here?"

She looked around quickly, only to see the clouds steaming.

When I looked down at my feet, I saw that my boots were trampling on the clouds.

"It's heavenly!"

"How so?"

Little Lady Song was at a loss.

But suddenly, a thought burst into her mind: This can't be a dream, right?

But why is this dream so real?

At this moment, a huge golden door suddenly appeared in the mist, and the plaque on the top of the door seemed to have something written on it, but it was blurred, but it was even more mysterious.

The giant gate is hundreds of zhang high and hundreds of zhang long, and it is extremely majestic.

Little Lady Song stood in front of the door in shock, only to feel that she was an ant.

"How could I dream of a place like this?"

She was thinking about it when suddenly the huge door slowly opened.

A golden silhouette of a figure that could not be seen like the sun appeared behind the giant gate.

The figure said, "I am a prophet and give you strength." ”

After saying that, the palm of the figure drooped slightly, and a purple light rushed into Song Xiaoniang's body.

Immediately, the figure disappeared in a hurry, and the door closed quickly, as if the bell rang for the end of work and it was necessary to evacuate quickly.

Little Lady Song: ......

Then, Little Lady Song woke up.

She only felt that the qi and blood in her body were a little burning and wrong.

Suddenly opened the martial arts diagram and took a closer look, but saw that at the Qi and Blood Martial Arts Beads, the original green Martial Arts Beads turned into a dazzling purple mass.

Little Lady Song: ......

She could barely believe her eyes.

What kind of power is this to suddenly turn his martial arts beads purple?

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something.

Prophet... That being claims to be a prophet?

And three months ago, the imperial capital was full of storms, and all major families were quietly looking for the spiritual martial arts bead that represented the future - the prophet.

Right now... But the owner of the prophet found him.

Why?

Why?

Although she obtained a purple bead of qi and blood, Song Xiaoniang did not have any joy, she was only full of vigilance.

What you gain will lose something.

The Prophet gave her a purple blood bead, so what would she ask for?

But then again, a purple qi and blood bead is directly given, which is... What kind of horror can only be done?

...

...

On the other side, Bai Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As for why he didn't talk much, he was afraid that Sister Zhizhi would recognize him.

Three months ago, everyone in the imperial capital was looking for the Spiritual Martial Arts Bead - the Prophet.

Apparently still looking.

If Sister Zhizhi knew that this bead was in his hand, then he would be careless, and he would probably show flaws in the future, and then he would cause her to be killed.

So, he's better hold on.

Bai Feng was about to continue sleeping, and suddenly looked at the state in surprise.

The purple martial arts bead in his mind was still there, but it was in a dim state.

A little attention flashes a line of information.

["Blood Compression" Purple Martial Arts Qi and Blood Beads, until the next use: 30 days].

"This didn't even consume it?"

"Isn't that just a way to use it forever?"

It's nothing...

The main thing was that Bai Feng thought of the golden "Phantom Cat Bloodline".