The group members looked at Feng Baobao's live broadcast room and fell silent.
This girl has such a good attitude. She digs into people's ancestral graves in the middle of the night and hums songs for fear that others won't know.
In those graves, Feng Baobao pried open the coffins one by one and carefully compared the bones inside. His expression was very calm and he was not afraid at all.
Or maybe you don’t know what fear is at all.
Chat group.
Demon Queen: "An alternative, this newcomer, Queen, I think she can do it. Digging graves in the middle of the night."
The No. 1 Golden Pill in Kyushu: "With such courage, he is also a demon sect leader in the world of immortality."
Ye Fan is really not evil: "Fight with that unscrupulous Taoist priest and the black dog You, who specializes in digging human graves."
Foshan Ip Man: "Wry smile~"
Spring and Autumn Sword Armor: "I hope this girl won't dig my grave after I die."
Qixuanmen Han Paopao: "I admire you, I admire you!"
Supergod Pluto: "There are many wonders in this vast world."
The number one golden elixir in Kyushu: "But why do you look so skilled? It's definitely not the first time you've done this kind of thing."
Ax Gang Leader: "Hahaha, this girl looks like she has a bright future."
Feng Baobao, the backbone of everywhere, said: "There is actually no skill in digging graves, it's just familiarity. Tell me, doesn't it look very clever?"
Fortune teller: "...wit."
Demon Queen: "You are so witty, your whole person exudes the aura of wisdom."
The number one golden elixir in Kyushu: "Like it!"
As the live broadcast progressed, at the end of the stretch, a young man appeared not far behind Feng Baobao.
This young man had an average appearance, wearing a T-shirt and slippers, with long hair and a horrified expression on his face.
"Holy shit! Female ghost!"
The young people complained that it was Zhang Chulan who returned to the countryside from the city to worship his ancestors during the holidays.
Zhang Chulan's flashlight shone on Feng Baoer's pale face.
Of course, most of this paleness comes from being too cold at night.
After saying that, Zhang Chulan, who didn't want to cause trouble, immediately ran away.
But how could Feng Baobao let a big living person slip away from his eyes, especially when the other person was the focus of attention.
And if you see yourself doing such a thing, then naturally you will be buried together, and you will not be able to survive.
stop!
With a teleport, Feng Baobao appeared in front of Zhang Chulan like a ghost holding a shovel.
The drama star Zhang Chulan was so frightened that she stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Are you a human or a ghost?" Zhang Chulan asked in a panic.
"Ding, trigger the private mission to conquer Zhang Chulan, the son of the plane. The mission points are 3,000."
Feng Baobao heard the notification sound of the chat group.
Her expressionless face was stunned for half a second, and then returned to its original state.
"Conquer, I originally wanted to bury him alive, but it's a pity." Feng Baobao thought to himself.
"Give you a chance to be my slave, or I will bury you."
Feng Baobao stared at Zhang Chulan and said seriously.
"..." Zhang Chulan.
Is this girl who seems to have a serious illness really a lunatic? She wants to bury someone or make him a slave when she opens her mouth?
Isn't it funny?
He is Zhang Chulan, the 200th generation direct descendant of the Zhang family.
"Let me tell you, this is a society ruled by law. Don't mess around. If you mess around again, I will call the police." Zhang Chulan warned.
"Haha, as long as I bury you, how can you call the police?"
Feng Baobao said calmly, and a dagger slowly slipped out of his sleeve.
"Damn, there are also controlled knives!"
Seeing this, Zhang Chulan felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and the shadow area in his heart expanded several times.
"Crazy woman, are you sick? I don't know you, why are you holding on to me?" Zhang Chulan couldn't help complaining.
"Are you teaching me how to do things? Just be my sister's slave."
After saying that, Feng Baobao put away the dagger, but picked up the shovel and slapped Zhang Chulan on the head.
Fast, accurate, and powerful!
"What happened? It was too fast and there was no way to escape."
At that critical moment, Zhang Chulan's penis tightened. If this shovel hits his head, he will become a fool even if he doesn't die.
"Crazy bitch!"
"I originally wanted to live in harmony with you as an ordinary person, but you can't blame me for your lack of martial ethics."
"Grandpa, I'm sorry. My grandson has to use his family's secret skills to save his life today!"
"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the fundamental root of Wanqi, cultivates the catastrophe extensively and proves my magical power!"
In an instant, a dazzling golden light was released from Zhang Chulan's body, which was very eye-catching like a light bulb in the dark.
clang!
Feng Baobao went down with the shovel and hit Zhang Chulan's head, but because of the protective golden light, this level of physical attack was useless.
Of course, this is also because Feng Baobao did not use his true strength.
Otherwise, with one shovel, this Chu Lan will be beaten to death even if the golden light spell is cast.
"The acquired stranger, it turns out you still have this ability." Feng Baobao pretended to be surprised, but his expression was calm.
"Crazy woman, be afraid! This is our family's special skill, specializing in treating any dissatisfaction. Now as long as you admit your mistake and call me Brother Lan, I won't slap you." Zhang Chulan said.
Perhaps it was the first time in many years that he used his acquired powers. At this moment, Zhang Chulan looked a little excited.
After Feng Baobao listened, he said:
"So, you are brave?"
"Nonsense, I, Zhang Yuetian, am super brave, okay?" Zhang Chulan said proudly.
"Crazy woman, I admit you have something, but not much!"
"Compared to me, you are still young..."
"Hey you...I'm going!"
The next second, Zhang Chulan was punched by Feng Baobao with a panda eye.
You know, this punch was through the golden coat.
At that moment, Zhang Chulan was horrified. This was his life-saving trump card.
Even if he was shot with bullets, nothing would happen, but now he was punched through.
Who is this crazy girl?
But Feng Baobao didn't answer, he just punched. With each punch, Zhang Chulan's golden light would dim a little, and after seven or eight punches, it would completely go out.
Zhang Chulan's nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and she cried and said:
"Sister, I was wrong! Stop hitting me. I really can't stand it if you keep hitting me!"
Feng Baobao stopped and said: "Don't pretend to compete with me in the future, you know!"
"I understand, I understand, sister."
Zhang Chulan said quickly, as for moral integrity, he has long since lost it. This thing is not important, so why do you need it?
Snapped!
When the slap fell, Zhang Chulan was stunned and cried out: "Why did you hit me?"
"You also called me sister, master." Feng Baobao said.
"Okay, my dear master." Zhang Chulan changed his words sincerely.
He also wanted to resist, but he couldn't fight him at all. As a result, he was likely to receive a more serious and inhumane beating.
"Ding, group member Feng Baobao successfully conquered Zhang Chulan, the son of the plane, and gained three thousand points."
The voice of the chat group rang out.
Looking at Zhang Chulan with a bruised nose and swollen face, Feng Baobao gave a rare word of comfort:
"My sister is beating you for your own good."
"..." Zhang Chulan felt like an arrow had been shot in his heart, which was extremely painful.
"You have been secretly practicing that luminous magic. In fact, your practice has gone wrong. Have you felt that you have a bottleneck recently and it is difficult to break through?"
"This severe beating will help you activate your blood circulation and remove blood stasis, clear your meridians, and allow your Qi to travel more smoothly throughout the body, restoring vitality."
It's okay not to say it. After saying it, Zhang Chulan seemed to feel that except for the pain points in his body, the flow of inner Qi flow was much smoother, and some important tendons also hurt.
He seemed to have become a little stronger without realizing it.
This beating is almost as good as three months of hard training.
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ps: Book friends, there are too many things to do during the National Day and I am on a business trip. These two chapters were coded on the train.
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