Chapter 34
Huang Jing originally thought that Feng Baobao just had a strange brain circuit, but no one told him that the other party was stupid.

He just felt that it was absurd, and he squatted down, not knowing how to strike up a conversation with the other party.

"Baby is not stupid, baby is smart." Feng Baobao raised his head, like a female ghost, under the messy hair was a delicate face with oval eggs, clear eyes, and started to answer with Huang Jing's aura.

Huang Jing was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly, without refuting, pointed to the ant nest, and said with a smile:
"Do you think Zhang Chulan will be here?"

Feng Baobao shook his head slowly, and continued:

"Since we are looking for something, of course we have to look everywhere."

I don't know if it's a sneaky change of concept, or a famous quote from a celebrity, and why is it looking for something?Huang Jing was full of question marks, and he decided to get straight to the point.

"Do you want to help me find Zhang Chulan?" Feng Baobao answered again, sniffed his nose again, and said:

"Your smell is a bit familiar, you are not a bad person, so can you go?"

Feng Baobao stood up, put his trousers pockets, and waited quietly.

Huang Jing frowned deeply. He didn't know if the other party had something to say, and occasionally revealed something thought-provoking.

Forget it, if Huang Jing met, the origin of the other party is not simple. According to the details, it is likely to have a great connection with the birth of Baqiji, and the soul is as pure as a baby, and at the same time, he has lost the memory of the past.

If you add immortality, and the refreshing aura around you... you really look like a fairy, no, Huang Jing suddenly had such an idea, and quickly denied it.

How could a fairy look like this... Huang Jing laughed at himself, stood up, and separated his steps, one in front of the other, not one at a time, raised his head and stared at the branches of a big tree, and said interestingly:

"Follow."

After finishing speaking, his footsteps moved, his body flickered, and he heard the sound of the wind, and the wind blew between his feet in one step, and he came to the branch he was looking for.

He looked back, huh?To his surprise, Feng Baobao disappeared.

Looking back, the other party did not know when he had come to his side.

Huang Jing smiled, desire to win and lose rose in his eyes, and a thought kept deepening in his heart that he wanted to outrun the opponent.

call…

No wind raised a cyclone, feeling the stimulating Tai Chi inner alchemy, this time he didn't ignore it, but spun wildly, Huang Jing felt it carefully, this time there was no strangely differentiated qi.

The shape is light and the air is light!

Huang Jing looked up, and saw that the environment in front of him seemed to have changed. No, it wasn't that the environment had changed, but that he was different.

The clear air rises lightly, and the turbid air falls heavily.

In his eyes, the chaotic forest seemed to be organized. The big tree in front of him had branches behind him that could carry him.

ha!Huang Jing felt relieved. At this moment, he seemed to have let go of all the extra restraints. As soon as he stepped on his feet, he moved and turned around, and the environment receded behind him.

He forgot how to move Qi, forgot that he was time travelling, forgot whether Feng Baobao was following him, forgot all the additional labels in the world, and even forgot his own ability. At this moment, he just wanted to run for a while.

However, this kind of mysterious moment is always short and makes people feel unsatisfied.

It seemed that in just a short moment, the rapidly retreating environment solidified, his body became heavier, and Huang Jing felt a little lost when he landed.

In such a short moment, his previous guess quickly became certain, and he did what he really wanted to do, without having to think about how other people should live, or how to live in the world of ordinary people, and the world under one person.

Considering the benefits and losses, Huang Jing was happy. Now he is going to participate in the plot, not thinking about whether it is worth offending the ten elders, and not thinking about meddling in other people's business.

Comics are like the answer given by the interior scene, what to do, isn't it just to see if I seem interested?
"Is it here?"

Feng Baobao stood next to him silently, like an old man, expressionless, not even panting.

"Yes." Huang Jing was stunned, and ran back to the real world from Zhongerli, swallowing his saliva, he only felt that the other party was really unfathomable.

Talking about Feng Baobao's combat strength, Huang Jing licked his lower lip, a little impulsive, wanting to fight the opponent here, fortunately, this time he didn't do what he wanted.

Turning his head, he thought that the main business was still important. He looked at the antique old house in front of him. To get here, he did not use any means, not even using astrology divination.

It's a pity that it's still impossible to determine whether the unlocking of abilities is related to mentality.

Huang Jing glanced at Feng Baobao and said:

"You wait here, I will bring Zhang Chulan out."

"Oh." Feng Baobao listened to Huang Jing's words for some reason, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Without thinking about it, in a short period of time, he had gotten used to Feng Baobao's style. He walked up and kicked open the wooden door without knocking.

Huang Jing was wearing an employee uniform that could go anywhere, and his hat was still there. With a calm face, he glanced at the venue.

Very good, this picture is very familiar.

Zhang Chulan stood on guard, but also flatteringly stood aside. Standing in front of him was Lu Gong of the Lu family.

The Lu family, one of the Four Great Families, has the Ming Soul Art that relies on the awakening of blood, but according to Huang Jing's understanding, this family's innate Ming Soul Art is one of the Eight Miraculous Skills with a broken hand.

Shuangquanshou can change the memory and understanding of others, and can even regenerate the body, which is also a very powerful and advanced ability among the Eight Wonders.

Both hands are owned by the 36th thief Duan Muying, who was a former national player and the wife of Wang Zizhong.

The other party's ending is a mystery, just disappearing strangely.

Huang Jing turned his eyes slowly, and looked at the head above, where sat Lu Ci, the head of the Lu family, and Wang Ai, the head of the Wang family.

The other party didn't panic, but was a little surprised. Wang Ai smiled with a sigh and said:
"Boy, you better go to the wrong door."

Misplaced?how come?I just happened to be eyeing this opportunity, a chance to offend the two great masters at once.

Huang Jing put on a leisurely and boring temperament, folded his hands on his chest, and said leisurely:

"Aren't you looking for Zhang Chulan? I'm here. I have better abilities than the source of energy. Don't you want it?"

"Boy, I know your background, search team, I know you young people are lawless, but I want to give you a piece of advice, don't mess around."

Lu Ci had a fierce aura, one eye was blinded by a huge scar, his face was very stiff and gloomy, but he didn't make too many movements, he just stirred the tea lightly.

(End of this chapter)

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