“I really need to set up a chat group”
Chu Feng was stunned for a while, then made up his mind. He put his hand in his pocket and took out his mobile phone. As soon as he opened the desktop, a notification tone came out and there was an additional text message. When he opened it, it showed that the payment was in arrears.
I haven’t recharged my phone bill for several years. Although I recharged a lot at that time, it’s time to use it up.
After touching his body, there was nothing there. The corner of Chu Feng's mouth felt bitter, and he became a clean Taoist priest.
"Looks like I need to get some money."
The wind blew under Chu Feng's feet and he quickly disappeared deep into the bamboo forest.
At dawn, in a remote alley near Jiangnan University Town, Chu Feng stopped and looked at the scene not far away with interest.
A group of smoking delinquents, five in total, each with long hair dyed in various colors. Ear studs, lip studs, nose rings are all available. With the cigarette butt in his mouth, he just carved on his forehead: I am in the rebellious period of youth, I am a bad boy.
At this time, the delinquents were following a girl who was walking with her head lowered. The expression on her face was very serious, as if she was performing something very sacred.
Suddenly, the girl stopped, turned her head, and looked at the delinquents, a chill flashing across her delicate face.
"Why are you following me?"
After hearing this, the bad guys took off their disguises and surrounded the girl with evil smiles on their faces. One of the delinquents, who was about 1.7 meters tall, forced the girl against the wall with a bang.
"Little sister, are you feeling lonely here alone? Do you want to have some fun with our brothers?"
"It's free to play, all kinds of fun, you must like it."
"It will be very comfortable. Brother, I won't lie."
"Promise, my brothers will play with you."
"There is a very nice little shop next to it. It's not far away. I'm sure you'll want to play again after you've played."
"Last week I had a little sister who was just like you. After playing with it, she was very amused."
"You can also give it a try"
All kinds of teasing, all kinds of teasing. The language is vulgar and very explicit.
Chu Feng had already recognized the girl at this time. It was the girl who had overcome the tribulation he had seen two days ago. She was about 1.5 meters tall, had short hair, and had a pretty face that everyone loved.
At this time, the girl's brows furrowed, with an obvious expression of disgust on her face. Even the expression of disgust on her petite face looks cute.
"Oh, you're so cute even when you're angry. Can you let me love you?"
The blond delinquent who was pressing the girl against the wall showed a CEO-like evil smile on his lips. He supported the wall with one hand and wanted to caress the girl's face with the other hand.
The girl smiled slightly, a cold light flashed in her eyes, her white and tight right leg suddenly lifted up, and her smooth knee hit the blond's bad chin.
"ah……"
The blonde delinquent flew out like a sandbag and hit the ground, blood spurting from his nostrils and mouth.
The delinquents were all stunned. This girl with a clear voice and soft body who could easily be pushed down must have too much strength!
The world has changed so much that it wouldn’t be so outrageous!
"Annoying." The short-haired girl said softly.
The delinquents then remembered that the person in front of them was just a girl. In the context of the great changes in the world, they had also been strengthened. Seeing this, they rushed forward with shouts. A delinquent with a little yellow duck tattooed on his arm grabbed one of the The iron trash can was thrown over as easily as a small stone.
The short-haired girl easily dodged and rushed over. She repeatedly raised her tight, fair legs and kicked them all.
In less than ten seconds, the bad guys were lying dead on the ground. His eyes were dull and his mouth was open-impossible, how could such a cute girl be so scary?
"Fight on the street"
The corners of the short-haired girl's mouth were raised, her expression indifferent.
At this time, Chu Feng came closer and stared at the short-haired girl's beautiful and cute face for a few seconds, frowning slightly. I didn't notice it two days ago, but this time I saw the short-haired girl again, and I always felt that there was a sense of déjà vu.
The short-haired girl patted the non-existent dust on her legs, glanced at Chu Feng, raised her head at a 45-degree angle, snorted coldly, and left.
After the girl moved away, Chu Feng squatted beside the delinquent, stretched out his finger and poked the golden-haired delinquent.
The golden retriever groaned in pain, "Okay, he's still alive."
"Pindao, let me lend you something!"
Chu Feng searched the delinquents and got one hundred thirty-four yuan and one cent.
What the hell is a dime? Chu Feng directly flicked the dime away.
After Chu Feng left, the delinquents showed extremely sad eyes. The girl Bidong failed and was seriously injured. She was also robbed. Who dares to be worse than us!
…
Outside the university town, there is a food street. Since it is breakfast time, there are many students coming and going. In the middle, there is a store that combines a phone bill with a supermarket. Chu Feng successfully paid the phone bill.
I woke up my phone and successfully connected to the Internet. The bank card bound to Weixin showed that there was still more than 300,000 yuan in it. It was great. I no longer had to worry about money.
When he walked to a breakfast shop where he could pay with prestige, he ordered two small steamed buns and a bowl of soup. Chu Feng opened his prestige and created a chat group. What's its name?
Taoist Master Chu's Immortal Cultivation Group? Um, does this remind you of staying up late?
Immortal group? Too bad.
Just call it the Cultivation Chat Group.
After forming a group, Chu Feng thought about it and pulled Xu Sanlang, who was growing melons in Huangshan Mountain, into the group.
Three Melon Waves: "..."
Taoist Master Chu (Zhenjun Huangshan): "Fellow Taoist, from today on, you are a member of the cultivation chat group. Please change your name."
The name Zhonggua Sanlang quickly changed to Kuangdao Sanlang.
Chu Feng was very speechless, why did he choose such a name, but since he liked it, he couldn't say anything.
Crazy Blade Three Waves: "Taoist Priest, I have something to tell you."
At this time, the owner of the breakfast shop brought over a bowl of soup and put it down quickly.
Chu Feng nodded, picked up the spoon, took a sip, and gave a reply.
Taoist Master Chu (True Lord Huangshan): "What's the matter?"
Kuangdao Sanlang: "Your Jingba, uh, no, the big dog demon has come to live in my house."
Taoist Master Chu (True Monarch of Huangshan Mountain): Drive it away
Kuangdao Sanlang gave a tearful expression.
"It has eaten up all the magic medicine you planted, and it is ten times more powerful. I can't defeat it."
Miraculous medicine, Chu Feng, who was drinking the soup, thought of Lingmai Bicha, and veins suddenly appeared on his forehead. This greedy thing actually ate the tea he grew. He must take care of it when he gets back.
Taoist Master Chu (True Monarch of Huangshan Mountain): Just bear with it for now. I will go back and clean it up after I finish the work.
Three Waves of Crazy Knife: Wuwuwu... Come back early, it's taking off my pants.
Chu Feng smiled and was about to close the chat group when a three-shake function was added to the interface.
There is a line of prompt text on it - shake it three times to reach special groups.
Chu Feng guessed that this must be the fault of the system and ignored it. At this time, the proprietress brought two cages of steaming steamed buns. The surface of the steamed buns was very smooth and delicate, making people salivate after just one look.
After eating a few xiaolongbao, Chu Feng turned his eyes to the dazzling three-way shake on the interface, raised his eyebrows, and clicked.
Thousands of kilometers away, deep in the East China Sea, on a small island with towering ancient trees, a middle-aged man dripping wet landed on the shore.
Suddenly, there was a sound of dense footsteps. The middle-aged man stepped on it and easily climbed up a towering tree.
Along with the sound of footsteps, seventy or eighty shrimp soldiers and crab generals armed with simple weapons arrived, seemingly patrolling.
A hint of contempt flashed across the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth. He had mastered a breathing method similar to turtle breathing through self-study, and these shrimps and crabs would not be able to detect him.
The treasure on the island belongs to him!
"Dong dong dong..."
A pleasant WeChat notification sound came from the middle-aged man.
Suddenly, seventy or eighty pairs of eyes on the ground looked at the tree. 89
