Chapter 144 The so-called cornucopia

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"Young Master, please forgive me. Young Master, please forgive me. Didn't I... didn't I know that you were in this car?"

The middle-aged man felt that he was wronged, but he did not dare to resist.

Young Master Lu Xin punched him hard for a few more times before he stopped and said fiercely: "I'll let you improve your memory and brighten your eyes next time!"

"Yes, yes, young master, I will definitely brighten my eyes next time."

The middle-aged man nodded hurriedly.

"Do you still want a next time?"

Young Master Lu Xin was furious and beat him again.

Middle-aged man: "..."

After the new young master Lu was satisfied, the people from Lu Si's camp also arrived.

Young Master Lu Xin hurriedly introduced everyone, pointing at Jiang Cheng: "This is my brother Jiang Cheng. This time I was chased by people from the Huzhou camp. It was brother Jiang Cheng who saved me. Your eyes are all shining brightly. Don’t make yourself uncomfortable.”

"Yes, young master."

"Yes, young master, we all remember it."

A group of people nodded hurriedly and respectfully. They all knew the temperament of their young master, and there was no one who said anything wrong.

Jiang Cheng smiled, got out of the car, and was about to speak.

But suddenly he seemed to sense something. When he looked up, he saw a man in his thirties walking out of the Lusi camp in the distance.

The man took more than ten meters in one step. He seemed unhappy, but he was rushing towards this direction at an astonishing speed.

That person's breath...

Jiang Cheng frowned slightly. He couldn't sense the opponent's health, and he felt a vague threat.

Obviously, that person is at least a third-order evolver.

Seeing Jiang Cheng's reaction, Young Master Lu Xin hurriedly turned around. When he saw the person coming, he waved happily: "Dad!"

After calling out, he turned back to Jiang Cheng with a smile and said, "Isn't my dad very handsome? Hehe, my dad is a master of the cocoon-breaking realm, no weaker than the mayor of the three bullies in the snow mountain. See me Is it my dad’s ability? My dad’s ability is also speed, and I have inherited his ability, but mine is a long-distance movement speed, while my dad’s is a short-distance flicker.”

"Ahem, young master!" the middle-aged man next to him coughed and reminded.

"Hey, I know you can't tell outsiders about your family's evolutionary abilities."

Young Master Lu Xin said, and immediately added: "But that is for outsiders. Are Brother Jiang Cheng outsiders? No. Since they are one of our own, there is no need to see outsiders."

Middle-aged man: "..."

He had nothing to say, but he didn't care much. In his opinion, Jiang Cheng was just a weak person in the late awakening stage, so he didn't need to care at all.

At this time, the mayor of Camp Luce came closer.

Young Master Lu Xin hurriedly shouted: "Dad, I almost died this time. Those bastards from the Huzhou camp chased me down so hard!"

As he said that, he looked at Jiang Cheng again: "Brother Jiang Cheng saved me, you have to thank him properly."

"Just come back."

The mayor of the Lusi camp, who looked very young and looked like the brother of Young Master Lu Xin, said something and then looked at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng suddenly felt a strong pressure coming towards him, but this pressure was much weaker than the pressure of the man on the slave-catching ship, so he barely reacted.

The pressure of will...

To be honest, regardless of realm or pure will, the mayor of Camp Luce may not be as strong as himself.

"Dad, what are you doing?!"

Young Master Lu Xin said angrily: "This is my savior!"

The mayor of Camp Luce reluctantly put away his momentum and gave up the idea of ​​testing.

Because he sensed Jiang Cheng's weak strength, and also sensed that in the strange car in front, there were only two evolvers in the early stage of transformation, which was not worth mentioning.

As for the others, they were all weak, so he simply ignored them.

Even if there is any conspiracy, don't worry about it at all. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are false.

Immediately, he

He waved his hand and took out a basket woven with rattan. There were about a dozen fruits in it, which looked a bit like snow pears. He said, "Thank you little brother for saving Quanzi. These fruits are Lu's gratitude."

"Dad!!"

Young Master Lu Xin became even more angry: "Is your son worth just these fruits?"

"..."

The mayor of Camp Luce immediately took out twenty more pears, making the total number thirty.

In this day and age, fruit is an extremely precious and luxurious food. Only their Luce camp in the entire Parasitic Swamp can be so luxurious.

Young Master Lu Xin shouted dissatisfied: "Dad, your son is only worth thirty..."

"Snapped!"

The mayor of Camp Luce slapped his stupid son on the back of the head: "Then tell me, how much do you want to give?"

"At least give Qian'er eight hundred catties."

Young Master Lu Xin said while rubbing his head. Judging from his appearance, he must be used to being beaten.

"..."

The mayor of Camp Loos was furious.

I really don’t feel bad for betraying my father, I don’t even have that much in total.

This is not a necessity. It is impossible to carry so many with you. I usually only plant some when needed to satisfy my cravings.

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng had no choice but to speak and said: "Fruits are not necessary, but when Jiang came to Parasite Swamp, he heard that your camp has a flower pot given by the gods. You can harvest anything you plant. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to take a look. ? Of course Jiang’s request may be a bit presumptuous. If it’s inconvenient, forget it. Saving Brother Lu Xin is just a drop-in, and it doesn’t take much effort.”

Just as the mayor of Camp Lusi was about to speak, Young Master Lu Xin immediately said, "What kind of presumptuousness is this? Why don't you just take a look? Dad, please take out the cornucopia and show it to Brother Jiang."

"Snapped!"

The mayor of Camp Luce slapped his stupid son again, but still took out the flowerpot.

He waved his hand, and then a jar that looked no different from a porcelain jar appeared on the ground.

The jar was about the size of a basin and filled with soil.

He naturally carries such an important treasure with him and cannot leave it at home.

Jiang Cheng immediately looked carefully, doubts flashing in his eyes.

Is this the flowerpot given by the gods?

It looks ordinary on the surface.

There's nothing special about it at all.

The mayor of Camp Lusi looked at Jiang Cheng and said with a smile: "This thing was a treasure before, but now it can only be used as ordinary items. My little brother may be disappointed."

Young Master Lu Xin rubbed his head and chuckled: "Brother Jiang Cheng, this is our family's cornucopia. Actually, there is nothing interesting to see. I think you should accept those fruits. My dad can plant them at any time." Come out, don’t be polite."

"Snapped!"

The mayor of Camp Luce really couldn't help it and felt his hands were very itchy.

Why didn't I realize that my stupid son was so stupid before?

It was just the first time I met him, and yet I felt so deeply for him.

"I'm not wrong, why are you still hitting me?"

Young Master Lu Xin looked dissatisfied.

Jiang Cheng saw that although the mayor of the Lusi camp was serious, he was still easy to communicate with, so he immediately asked, "I wonder if Jiang can use his ability to sense it?"

"You can sense whatever you want, as long as you don't take it away." Young Master Lu Xin waved his hand.

"Snapped!"

The mayor of Camp Luce subconsciously slapped him again.

"Why did you hit me again? I was right this time. Do you want Brother Jiang Cheng to take it away?" Young Master Lu Xin looked aggrieved.

"Ahem, it went smoothly."

The mayor of Camp Luce coughed, and then said thoughtfully: "Little brother, what you mean is that your ability can sense the status of special items? Could it be that you are an evolutionary evolver?"

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