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"Let ’s do it, you do n’t have to think too much, like my teacher often teaches me, bread will be there, milk will be there, it ’s just a matter of time, so let ’s take your stuff Come on, anyway, I don't look down on it. Presumably my master doesn't look down on you junk stuff, but for the sincere friend's sake, I will help you to ask my master for pleading. How about my master To look at this today, you can only look at your fortune! "

Fengming walked to the withered man with a big grin, patted the withered man's shoulder, and comforted him.

Hearing Fengming ’s words, he looked at the old man's heart, and the emotions that had just been blown away by Fengming had completely dissipated. He clenched his fists, bowed slightly, and said to Fengming, “Then there are laborers!

The so-called man had to bow his head under the eaves. He was particularly apprehensive about Fengming's master. He was afraid for a while when he thought of the imaginary shadow in the void.

Feng Ming glanced at the old man, then closed his eyes and pretended to send a message to his master.

"Feng Daoyou, what does your master say?" Half a ring, the old man stood aside carefully, saw Fengming opened his eyes, and hurriedly approached Fengming to inquire.

Couldn't he be nervous, it's related to his life.

"Uh ..." Fengming didn't expect that the old man was so concerned and so excited. He sank, and said blankly towards the old man, "I just sent a message to my master and listened to my master. The tone, my master is particularly angry, after a second, my master will not let go of hatred! "

"Ah, Fengdao friends, haven't you asked me to confess to your master? You can talk to your master again and talk about it. I already knew something wrong with the old man, and you said to your master that we were just having fun. Son! "

The dumb old man heard Fengming say that his master did not relieve his hate when he killed himself. He immediately put his heart in his throat, and the atmosphere did not dare to pant.

"Kao Daoyou, I should have said everything, but listening to my master's tone, death is unavoidable, and living sin is inevitable ..."

"Brother Feng, don't you, talk to your master again, as long as your master doesn't kill me, I can do whatever you want."

Without waiting for Fengming to finish his speech, the weird man held Fengming's arm nervously, nervously.

"Okay, I'll tell you again!" Feng Ming glanced at the withering old man, and said, "I'm just playing with your sister, playing with your sister, playing with your sister. You almost gave Lao Tzu seconds. His mother is still playing, you fool!

"Brother Feng, how?" Fengming opened his eyes again, and the old man swallowed, trying to calm himself down.

"Hey, Daoyou, I can only help you so much. My master said that he could not kill you, but you must hand over your essence and swear blood to be loyal to my master so that my master will I will let you go, along with your unexpected benefits and treatment! "

Fengming looked up and down the old man, and finally opened the big pit he had just dug out just now, waiting for the current old man to jump down.

"Okay, as long as your master doesn't kill me, everything works!"

Withered face and ruthless grit, he gritted his teeth and forced his blood out, and vowed blood. He didn't think much about the treatment and benefits, and he didn't have time to think about these things. At this moment for him, he can It's already pretty good to keep the small life.

"Kao Daoyou, now we are on a boat, all members of the underworld, we should be united with the enemy, we are all working for my master, rest assured, my master will not treat you badly, you join the underworld Is definitely a wise move. "

"Yes, yes, Brother Feng is right, come, let's sit down and sit down and talk!"

Handed over the essence and vowed blood, the withering man is now a lot more solid and impatient, anyway, at this moment, his own life is finally saved.

In the mundane world, when Fengming just urged a conscious attack in the world card, Feng Chen already felt it, including when Fengming accepted the essence of Xiong Xiong II, his knowledge of the sea There are two more inductions, and at this moment, the old man is allowed to hand over the essence blood. He also clearly feels that this essence blood is much more powerful than the first two essence blood. No accident is definitely the infancy. Monk.

Feng Chen's conjecture was not wrong at all. I didn't expect that the boy had recruited three monks for himself within two days. Among them, there was even a monk who was in infancy.

The essence and blood of these monks are in his hands, which means that he controls the life and death of these monks, and only one thought is required.

"Brother Feng, Kumou thanked Brother Feng for his righteousness. Come, let's raise one toast!"

The dumb old man invited two or three of Fengming Bear and Big Bear to the table and took out his fine wine. For the rest of his life after the disaster, he felt how important his life was.

"Brother Feng, what kind of treatment and benefits did you say just now, and I hope Brother Feng can confuse Kumou?"

After a few rounds of wine, the dumb old man also forgot the unpleasant ones just now, one left brother and one right bear brother. After a few moments, they hit the three with Fengming and chatted.

"Brother Ku, look at me and forget the business. I have to congratulate you in advance. You also know the strength of my master and his power. There are some things that my master and his elderly are inconvenient to shoot, so only our juniors will come. He will solve it for him, so every monk who joins the underworld will be treated accordingly. "

"As long as a monk who joins my master and his elderly forces to reach the Golden Dan period, in addition to the two magpies who have two thousand spirit stones every month, and reward a practice that can be practiced as a god, Those who have reached the Infant's Infant, each month, have 10,000 soulstones and rewarded them with a practice that can be used to turn imagination into practice. Therefore, brother Biao, you are blessed by misfortune! Congratulations!

Fengming's eyes turned, anyway, the withered old man had handed out his essence blood and vowed blood, these things can be talked about.

"What? Every month, ten thousand souls of the spirit stone? A practice that can be practiced to turn the practice of imagination? Brother Feng, are you sure you are not joking with me?"

The old man suddenly couldn't sit still, and stood up quickly, watching Fengming with a horrified look.

The spirit stone is all right, but the importance of the exercises doesn't require him to say anything, he can't understand it. A monk has no exercises, even if you have the best talents, it's useless.

Like Kuaiguai himself, although he has practiced to Yuan Ying period, his practice is also endless. He put it all together, so to speak, he can cultivate to the Yuan Ying period. He's walked with **** in his life to explain.