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Chapter 215 Sister Baoer vs. Zhang Yuetian
The group members watched Feng Baobao's live broadcast and fell silent.

This girl has such a good attitude, digging people's ancestral graves in the middle of the night, and even humming and singing ditties, for fear that others will not know the same.

In those graves, Feng Baobao pried open one coffin after another, carefully compared the bones inside, his expression was very calm, without any fear at all.

Or, simply don't know what fear is.

Chat group.

Devil Queen: "Another kind, this newcomer, the queen, I think she can do it, digging graves in the middle of the night."

Kyushu's No. [-] Golden Elixir: "This courage, even in the world of cultivating immortals, is also a master of the magic sect."

Ye Fan is really not black: "It's a fight with that unscrupulous Taoist priest and black dog, who specializes in digging people's graves."

Foshan Ye Wen: "A wry smile~"

Spring and Autumn Sword Armor: "I hope this girl won't dig my grave after I die."

Qixuanmen Han Paopao: "Admiration, admiration!"

Super God Pluto: "The world is full of wonders."

The No. [-] Golden Pill in Kyushu: "However, why does it seem so proficient? It's definitely not the first time I've done this kind of thing."

Leader of the Ax Gang: "Hahaha, this girl looks like the kind with a bright future."

Feng Baobao, the backbone of Everywhere: "There is no skill in digging graves, just familiarity. Don't you think it looks very clever?"

Fortuneteller: "...witty."

Demon Queen: "It's so witty, the whole person exudes an aura of wisdom."

The No. [-] Golden Elixir in Kyushu: "Great!"

As the live broadcast progressed, under the extension at the end, a young man appeared not far behind Feng Baobao.

This young man, with an ordinary appearance, was wearing a T-shirt and slippers, with long hair and a horrified expression on his face.

"Damn it! Female ghost!"

The young man complained that it was Zhang Chulan who returned to the countryside from the urban area to worship his ancestors during the holiday.

Zhang Chulan's flashlight hit Feng Baoer's pale face.

Of course, most of this pallor is caused by being too cold at night.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Chulan, who didn't want to cause trouble, ran straight away.

But how could Feng Baobao let a big living person slip away from his eyes, especially when the other party still focused on people.

And if I see myself doing this kind of thing, it will naturally be buried together, and I can't keep "alive".

call out!
With a teleportation, Feng Baobao appeared in front of Zhang Chulan like a ghost holding a shovel.

The playwright Zhang Chulan was so frightened that she staggered and fell to the ground very appropriately.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Zhang Chulan asked in a panic.

"Ding, trigger a private mission to subdue Zhang Chulan, the son of the plane, with [-] mission points."

In Feng Baobao's ears came the voice of a chat group reminder.

Her expressionless face froze for half a second, and then returned to normal.

"Conquer, I wanted to bury him alive, but it's a pity." Feng Baobao thought to himself.

"Give you a chance to be my slave, or you will be buried."

Feng Baobao stared at Zhang Chulan and said seriously.

"..." Zhang Chulan.

This girl who seems to be seriously ill is really crazy, she wants to bury someone if she opens her mouth, and make him a slave?
Isn't it funny?
He is Zhang Chulan, the [-]th generation direct descendant of the Zhang family.

"Tell you, now is a society ruled by law. Don't mess around. If you mess up again, I will call the police." Zhang Chulan issued a warning.

"Hehe, as long as you are buried, how can you call the police?"

Feng Baobao said lightly, a short dagger slowly slipped out from his sleeve.

"Fuck, there are 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? You and I don't know each other, why are you holding on to me?" Zhang Chulan couldn't help complaining.

"Are you teaching me how to do things? Be your sister's slave obediently."

After finishing speaking, Feng Baobao put away the dagger, but picked up the shovel and slapped Zhang Chulan on the head.

Fast speed, accurate accuracy, and ruthless strength!
"Okay, it's too fast, there's no way to hide."

At that critical moment, Zhang Chulan's pupils constricted. If he hit his head with the shovel, he would become a fool if he didn't die.

"Crazy woman!"

"I originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but if you don't talk about martial arts so much, then you can't blame me."

"Grandpa, I'm sorry. My grandson has to use his family's unique skills to save his life today!"

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, the root of ten thousand qi, cultivate catastrophe extensively, and prove my supernatural power!"

In an instant, a dazzling golden light was released from Zhang Chulan's body, like a light bulb in the dark, which was very eye-catching.

clang!
Feng Baobao went down with a shovel and hit Zhang Chulan's head, but because of the golden light on the body protection, this level of physical attack was useless at all.

Of course, this is also because Feng Baobao didn't use his real strength.

Otherwise, with a shovel down, this Chu Lan would be beaten to death even if he cast the Golden Light Curse.

"A different person from the day after tomorrow, so 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 unique skill, and it only treats all dissatisfaction. Now as long as you obediently admit your mistakes and call Brother Lan, I don't need to beat you." Zhang Chulan said.

Perhaps it was the first time in many years that the acquired ability was used.At this moment Zhang Chulan looked a little excited,
Feng Baobao listened and said:
"So you're very brave?"

"Nonsense, I, Zhang Ritian, are super brave, okay?" Zhang Chulan said proudly.

"Crazy woman, I admit you have something, but not much!"

"Compared to me, you are still tender..."

"Oh... I'll go!"

In the next second, Zhang Chulan was punched out of panda eyes by Feng Baobao.

You know, this punch is through the golden light coat.

At that moment, Zhang Chulan was horrified, this was his life-saving trump card.

It would be okay to shoot with bullets, but now it was pierced by a punch.

What is the origin of this crazy girl!
But Feng Baobao didn't answer, just punched down, and with each punch, Zhang Chulan's golden light would dim a bit, and after seven or eight punches, it completely turned off.

Zhang Chulan's nose was bruised and her face was swollen. She cried and said:
"Sister, I was wrong! Don't fight, I really can't stand it anymore!"

Feng Baobao stopped and said: "Don't pretend to be compared with your sister in the future, you know!"

"I understand, I understand, sister."

Zhang Chulan said hastily, as for morality and so on, he lost it a long time ago, and it's not important, so why do you need it?
Snapped!
When the slap fell, Zhang Chulan was stunned, and said in mourning, "Why did you hit me?"

"Sister is also called by you, master." Feng Baobao said.

"Okay, my dear master." Zhang Chulan changed his words from the bottom of his heart.

He also wanted to resist, but he couldn't fight at all, and he was likely to receive a more serious inhuman beating in the end.

"Ding, group member Feng Baobao successfully subdued Zhang Chulan, the son of the plane, and got three thousand points."

The voice of the chat group sounded.

Looking at Zhang Chulan with a bruised nose and swollen face, Feng Baobao rarely comforted him:
"My sister beat you up for your own good."

"..." Zhang Chulan felt an arrow shot in his heart, and it hurt so much.

"You have been secretly cultivating that luminous magic, but in fact, you have practiced crookedly. Have you recently felt a bottleneck and it is difficult to break through?"

"This severe beating will help you activate blood and remove blood stasis, dredge your meridians, and let your qi travel more smoothly in the big and small circles, and restore your vitality."

It's okay not to say, after finishing speaking, Zhang Chulan seemed to feel that apart from the pain points in her body, the flow of inner energy was much smoother, and some important tendons were also hurting.

He seemed to be a little stronger unconsciously.

This beating is almost comparable to three months of penance.

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ps: Book friends, there are too many things to do on National Day, and I am on a business trip.These two chapters were coded on the train.

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