I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

What is certain now is that Feng Xia's strength far exceeds everyone's imagination. Xiu Yong, the 21st young master of the dignified Gong family, was captured from the air by him with just a single grab. What kind of shocking power is this?

More importantly, when faced with the ruthless young man in blue, Gong Xiuyong not only showed no sign of anger, but actually chose to "sacrifice himself" in front of everyone without even thinking about it!

By the time everyone came to their senses, the famous twenty-first young master of the Gong family had turned into a graceful young woman.

The contrast is so great that it is simply unacceptable.

"No matter who the young man in blue is, his origin must be extremely terrifying. Otherwise, he would never be able to scare the young master of the Gong family like that!"

"Then the question is, if this young man has such a big background, who is that little old man?"

"Something's wrong, no matter how I look at it...he's still an ordinary person!"

"I have the blood of the demon clan in my body, but I am too old, my cultivation is almost nonexistent, and my energy and blood are exhausted. Otherwise, I wouldn't be kicked to the point of vomiting blood..."

Unless the little old man's cultivation level has reached a point where they cannot understand him, he has returned to his original nature and no longer shows any signs of strangeness.

If you really want to say it, the little old man's beard and hair are all white, and he is described as ancient, and he does have the flavor of an outsider.

But for such a peerless strong man, no matter how low-key he was, he just ate the King's meal and was kicked by a servant until he vomited blood...

Even acting is a bit too much, right?

"That's weird! That's weird!"

"Look at the young man in blue first...oh no, what did the senior say?"

In fact, not only the other guests in Du Shengzhong, but also Gong Xiuyong, who had already walked away, never left their attention for even the slightest bit.

Feng Xia's identity is already revealed.

So who is the little old man eating the Overlord meal?

"I...I don't know."

Facing Feng Xia's question, the little old man was stunned, looked up at the sky, the confusion on his face became more and more intense, and said tremblingly: "I'm probably getting older, and I don't remember many things."

Feng Xia stared at him with a smile and said coldly: "If Feng remembers correctly, it may be a few more months. Fellow Taoist, you have just turned one year old."

The little old man had a sad expression on his face: "?"

The busybodies and onlookers around him all fell into a daze one after another.

"...How many, how big is it?"

"Am I fucking hallucinating?"

"Just now, just now he said...one year old?"

If there are only one or two people, there is still a chance of mishearing.

And the flow of people in Dusheng Residence is definitely not small. Feng Xia just made such a big noise. Even the twenty-one young masters of the dignified Gong family were treated submissively. It also attracted countless sights from outside and inside the city. All focused on this restaurant.

As a result, everyone was shocked when Feng Xia opened her mouth!

A little old man who is almost dying of old age...

Damn it, he’s not even one year old yet!

Are you stupid, or do you think they are stupid?

However, they soon realized that Feng Xia's words were neither an explanation nor meant to be told to them. There was only one real audience from beginning to end.

——The little old man who looks like his end is approaching!

"I...I'm not even one year old yet?"

The little old man stared at first, and then shook his head tremblingly. The bitter look on his face was so intense that it couldn't be removed: "Little... little brother... the old man is about to die... don't... entertain me... …”

"Fellow Taoist, I'm not entertaining you."

Feng Xia shook his head calmly: "I'm just telling the truth."

At this time, there was already a young and beautiful maid who brought pastries and tea. The hungry old man didn't care much. He gnawed a few pieces and drank a few sips of tea. Only then did he regain some strength. .

"Brother, you are a good person."

He took a breath, spoke a little faster, paused, and continued in a hoarse voice: "But if the old man is not even one year old, why does he look like he is about to die?"

"And... no one has a baby under one year old that looks like this old man, right?"

The old man pointed a finger at himself.

Even if he lacks a lot of memories and can't remember things from the past, he still has some common sense in life.

How can a baby who is not even one year old know so much common sense, no matter how precocious it is?

"You're not like this originally."

Feng Xia smiled and shook his head, staring at the little old man, with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes: "Your wisdom, your strength, everything you have are given by this world, and heaven and earth have made you successful. But it also limits you invisibly.”

The little old man was confused when he heard this: "Brother, what are you talking about...? Why do you keep talking more and more mysteriously?"

He could understand every word Feng Xia said individually, but after being connected together, there was only one word left:

What?

What what?

"But fellow Taoist, your current state can be said to be at the lowest point in your life, but it is precisely because of this that you have the capital to escape from the shackles."

Feng Xia didn't care whether the old man understood or not, but with a smile on his face, as if he was chatting with an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, he continued to talk to himself: "But there is one thing, the great prophet That’s indeed true.”

His eyes were fixed on the old man.

"Perhaps the trajectory of fate has never changed. Your birth was flawed because of the Great Prophet, but at the same time, he also brought you the opportunity to escape from the shackles."

"I do not understand."

The little old man replied with a blank look on his face.

Feng Xia shook her head gently and pointed at the many delicacies on the table. The smile on her face was as strong as ever: "Fellow Taoist, you'd better finish this meal first."

The little old man nodded, said no more, and started eating in a hurry.

When he raised his head again, he was shocked to find that the young man in blue shirt had disappeared.

Others in the restaurant were also shocked:

"Where are the people?"

Before they even realized it, the young man had disappeared, as if he had never existed!

Suddenly, at this moment, a colorful floral dress on the table caught his eye.

"This...is this dress?"

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Chapter 0714

"Where are the people?!"

Whether it was the little old man who had just finished his feast, or other people in the restaurant, even Gong Xiuyong, the 21st young master of the Gong family, they were all stunned when faced with this scene.

Such a big living person suddenly disappeared!

Among the passers-by present, there were many practitioners with magical powers in the Dharma Realm. Even in the Donghuang Continent, they were already considered masters.

At the same time, many magic formations were arranged in the Dushengju Restaurant, including defense, monitoring, and killing formations. However, no one noticed when Feng Xia left.

"It was not that he disappeared suddenly, but that we became aware of this fact long after he left."

In the other corner of the restaurant, Gong Xiuyong, who was busy, paused for a moment, and his solemn expression relaxed slightly: "Hi, this method is unmistakable, it must be the big devil."

Beside him, the steward on duty at the restaurant was stunned: "Master, I dare to ask which one is..."

He did not understand Gong Xiuyong's words, nor did he recognize Feng Xia's identity, but he could more or less detect it from Gong Xiuyong's unusual behavior and his solemn attitude at the moment.

The true identity of the young man in blue must be earth-shattering!

To be able to become a steward of Dushengju, the ability to observe words and emotions is the most basic.

"Go and bring out all the monitoring arrays in Dushengju right now. Everything that happened just now must not be missed even in the slightest detail."

Gong Xiuyong said in a deep voice word by word.

Not long after, the steward was heard exclaiming: "How is that possible!?"

Immediately afterwards, the steward on duty hurried over, holding a bright mirror, and said with a horrified face: "Young Master, look! There is no sign of that person in the monitoring circle... at all!"

Gong Xiuyong took the mirror and looked at it for a few times, and he immediately felt clear in his heart.

"From the beginning, the magic circle failed to capture his figure. Either he did not enter Dushengju at all, or his strength is too terrifying. Even if the magic circle catches it, it will be difficult to imprint his figure!"

Gong Xiuyong was horrified, but he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

fortunately……

I chose the speed of light and gave up!

"With the cruel methods of this great demon king, I am afraid that I will be completely wiped out if I refute even one sentence, not to mention that I resisted before."

After taking a long breath, Gong Xiuyong's eyes fell on the little old man again.

At this time, the little old man alone looked around blankly. Finally, his eyes fell on the dress on the opposite table.