Mixed Martial Arts: Others are practicing martial arts while I am cultivating immortality. Chapter 71: I am helping him.
Wu Chong had some enlightenment, glanced at the panel, and found that the upgrade button in the later stage of transformation became brighter. So without thinking, he raised his hand and it was an upgrade.
After the upgrade, Wu Chong's aura became more solid.
There was a faint tendency to touch the threshold of returning to virtuality, but the power of a real Huang Feng was obviously not enough, and it ended just as it started.
"It's too little. Maybe I should help Brother Dragon King harvest this land."
As sworn brothers who have been friends for a long time, Wu Chong felt that his eldest brother would not care.
After breathing for a moment, he stood up and moved his body.
The image of a handsome guy that I dreamed up before has begun to distort after two years of practice. I don’t know if it’s because reality is too strong or for other reasons. Anyway, now it basically has nothing to do with being handsome.
This is also the reason why junior sister Zhao Xue would be stunned for a second or two every time she came back and saw him.
The steam was steaming, and Wu Chong, who had finished the Eagle Claw Kung Fu, stopped and then turned his attention to Huang Feng Zhenren's companion beast Huang Pizi.
Huang Pizi, who was summoned by Wu Chong, shivered in the corner. He didn't know what happened, and why his master suddenly changed. The most exaggerated thing was that there was a chicken next to him? He looked up at the one that was more than three meters tall.
A monster covered in sinewy flesh, Weasel felt that there must be something wrong with his worldview.
When did a creature like a chicken become so scary?
"Is this what a C-level companion beast is?"
This is Huang Feng's companion beast, level C. It can summon Huang Feng, and it also has good bonuses in combat.
"Let's go back."
Wu Chong waved his hand and released Huang Fengzhen's companion beast back.
I closed the door and started a new round of spiritual practice.
The confrontation between Minglou and Wuxiang Sect continues to escalate, and important figures die basically every period of time.
After Zhao Xue learned the whereabouts of senior brother Bai Zhiqiu from him that day, he never came back, and there was no news about the senior brother. He was probably invited out of the mountain by Zhao Xue. Poor Huang Fengzhenren persisted in his life, and he was the only one who died.
With disciples of "Big Rooster" by my side, I feel really lonely.
Wu Chong didn't make a special trip to inform them about this matter, and he couldn't find anyone for a while.
It is estimated that one day in the future, when they return to the mountain after their busy work, they will know the news. But at that time, Master Huang Feng did not know how long he had been dead.
Shahe Village.
Red brick and tile houses, bluestone long street.
A dilapidated noodle stall with two weird bosses.
A few guests who didn't eat noodles sat inside and drank tea in silence. It was already so cold today, but these people still didn't feel anything. They were drinking tea by themselves, as if they were waiting for someone.
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winter!
There was a sound, and everyone looked around.
At the end of the street, a strange man carrying a heavy object was slowly walking in this direction.
This man walked very slowly, but every time he landed, he would pause, as if he had to step firmly before he dared to move forward. The heavy object behind him also paused, and there was a leather drum hanging next to him. The sound just now
It's just the skin drum coming out.
"Two bowls of noodles."
The man walked to the noodle stall, sat down, threw the heavy objects aside, and said to the stall owner.
Only then did everyone see clearly the heavy object that the man had been dragging. It was a coffin made of pure gold. Because it was completely sealed, no one knew whether there was anything in it. They just felt that there was probably something wrong with this man.
Is it possible that a person dragging a golden coffin across the street in the middle of the night is normal?
“Not selling noodles.”
The noodle boss took a ladle of boiling water and poured it into the porcelain bowl.
“Only selling soup.”
On the stall at the door, the big word "面" was still floating in the night wind.
A strange man dragging a coffin at night.
A noodle stall that doesn’t sell noodles.
A group of customers who only drank soup.
There is no normal person in this place.
But the coffin bearer seemed to have known it for a long time, and ignored the customers over there. He just yawned and said to the noodle stall owner.
"This 'mirage' of yours is still not ready, otherwise it would be a super companion beast."
As he said these words, the noodle stall owner also put down the spoon in his hand. At the same time, except for the two of them, everyone else in the noodle stall froze. A layer of ripples like a water curtain rippled out.
Come on, the night wind blows and the picture drifts away.
Let’s look at the noodle stall again.
There is no stall, the customers and the female boss are all fake. The only real things are the pots and spoons in the boss's hands and the table and chairs where the coffin dragger sits.
"Second on the list, coffin dragger."
The noodle stall owner looked at the man and said with a wary expression.
"Who was unlucky enough to be killed by you this time?"
"I just sent them home. It's not good that they have been dreaming for a long time." The coffin dragger knocked on the table.
"Don't forget my face."
Hearing this, the noodle stall owner had no choice but to actually take out a handful of noodles and cook them for him. He knew that the man in front of him was a madman, and if he didn't give him the following words, he would really kill someone.
A lunatic who keeps shouting that the world is a dream.
The noodles are cooked quickly.
It was brought up and the coffin bearer took a bite.
"It's almost overcooked, but I can still eat it if I make do with it."
The noodle stall owner sat down opposite him.
"What benefits has Wuxiang Tower given you? You even asked for it."
"Benefits? Who do you think the Wuxiang Sect is, worthy of inviting me?"
The coffin bearer took a big mouthful of noodles and shook his head repeatedly.
"Then you will help them deal with Bai Zhiqiu?" the noodle stall owner asked. He is in the noodle stall business and sells news. There are few things in the world that he doesn't know about, such as this time between Ming Lou and Wu Xiang.
Behind the sect's war is the confrontation between two top masters. These two people are Bai Zhiqiu, who is third on the earth rankings, and the coffin dragger, who is second on the earth rankings.
"I'm helping him. Bai Zhiqiu is a good person. I can't bear to see him sink."
The coffin bearer put down the kuaizi in his hand and said with a serious face.
"help him?"
The noodle stall owner didn't want to talk anymore. He knew that this man was a madman, but he didn't expect that his brain circuit was so strange. He only stared at other people's relatives and killed them. Is there such a helpful person in the world? Bai Zhiqiu's junior sisters were beaten to death by him.
Seriously injured, if Zhao Xue hadn't been so strong, she might have been lying in the coffin now.
"The relatives in the dream are all illusions. I want to help him eradicate all these illusions so that he can wake up."
After saying that, he lowered his head and started eating noodles again.
"Is this why you attacked his junior sister? I heard that three of his junior sister's friends were killed by you. She must hate you to the core now. As her dearest senior brother, Bai Zhiqiu must also want to kill you." The noodle stall owner
Try to communicate with him from another angle.
"It's a pity that I couldn't kill his junior sister."
The coffin dragger sighed and spoke at an angle that made people confused as to how to answer the question.
"Fortunately, I heard that Bai Zhiqiu also has a junior brother besides his junior sister. Killing him should have a certain effect."
"ah?"
If you can't kill the junior sister, why don't you go and kill the junior brother? I'm afraid ordinary people really can't stand the methods of your group.