Immortality begins by crossing the storage bag

Chapter 9 The Thief of Survival [-]
After several twists and turns, Chen Ming and the masked man came to the outskirts far away from the city and walked into a courtyard with a lock ring on the door.

The masked man buckled the lock three times in a row, and a woman opened the door.

"Master is back, Master is back!"

A dozen children in the yard cheered, hugged and ran towards the masked man.

"Spiritual Food Spirit Fruit, and the storage bag you want most."

The masked man revealed his true face, a man with a resolute face and a slightly bitter look. He placed the food and fruits on the stone table and entered the back room.

He casually grabbed a handful of Mrs. Fengyun's butt and smiled evilly. The woman closed the door angrily.

Chen Ming's anger dissipated. Such beautiful scenery was not in line with his anger. It was time to appreciate it.

He was still on the wine table. The man took out the spirit wine and drank a glass. He shook the bellyband in his hand and put it in front of his nose and smelled it with enjoyment.

"You... are annoying! If you do this again, I'll get angry!" The woman quickly grabbed her bellyband and went to get the dishes and chopsticks with a blushing face.

The blush is just right, not pretentious, and has a unique flavor. She is indeed not comparable to the hard disk goddess.

He suddenly looked forward to meeting his favorite color, which is really a great blessing in life.

"What do the people from the sect say?" the woman asked.

"What else can we do? There are moths everywhere. The people in charge here don't take us seriously, let alone these spiritual farmers."

The man smiled and said after drinking.

"You and I are far away, there are too many suffering people in the world, and there is no way to save them."

"Brother Fei, you are not allowed to say that again. You are the light in my life. I have lived here since I was a child. I will not leave until the problem is solved." The woman said angrily.

"Actually, there is another way. It's just because there are not enough contradictions in Dianling Nong's affairs."

"any solution?"

"Kill the suzerain of the Earth Spirit Sect, and the Shura Palace will take over the sects that don't have golden cores in charge, and those famous and righteous sects will shut up." The man smiled grimly.

"The reason is indeed not enough." She was suddenly wiped out while thinking.

"Practice your skills, you can't lose your skills."

The woman glared at the man and opened the door to take care of the children.

Chen Ming was thrown out and landed on the stone table.

A dozen pairs of eyes were leaning on the opening of the storage bag, squeezing in to see how such a small thing could have spatial powers.

"This isn't much space."

A little dirty hand came over and easily touched the bottom and scratched it left and right twice, leaving a pool of oil stains.

"You will know when you practice spiritual energy. Wash your hands first, and then practice the exercises." The woman brought cold water.

"I will steal all of you today, Heizi!"

"Hmph, my subordinates have been defeated, and I've lost all my pants!"

The two children started to fight, while others booed.

"What are you making a fuss about? Hurry up and practice your martial arts. If you don't obey, your pants will be stolen!" Duan Fei came out and scolded him.

The little kids dispersed in a hurry and started to stand and grab the beans. The beans were placed layer by layer on the special container. Every time a bean was taken away, the risk of collapse increased.

Ping An took away three hundred successes.

clap clap.

There are always people breaking the merits.

"You deserve to lose and lose your pants!" Duan Fei cursed.

"Tsk." The one who won the pants couldn't help laughing.

wow.

"You don't want any pants anymore?"

clap clap.

"Hurry in, you are causing trouble! Stop saying a few words." The woman pushed Brother Fei in.

Duan Fei was confused, what happened to these kids today?Is concentration so bad?

Chen Ming observed for a while and chose to continue drawing the solid formation. These two people are always teasing but it is not true. He is very disappointed when he goes up and down for a while.

It’s better not to watch. "Um?"

Golden elixir is practicing?Let's see if we can steal some spiritual energy. I don't know what the spiritual energy of a living person smells like.

Unable to steal, continue drawing symbols.

Early the next morning, a group of little kids greeted Chen Ming one after another. Some were polite, some were shy, and some were middle school students.

"Storage bag, morning."

"Bold storage bag, yet to show supernatural powers! Help me steal my business!"

"This...could this be the legendary storage bag? It's an innate treasure that can ascend on the spot!"

……

The woman got up early and prepared to eat, Duan Fei was still practicing, and the courtyard was a lively and peaceful scene.

But it didn't last long. There was a very impolite knock on the door, which quickly turned into insults.

"Open the door! Damn bitch, open the door!"

The woman went to open the door and signaled the children to stand still.

She was pushed aside rudely, the cook was kicked to the ground, and several middle-aged servants wearing sect clothes walked in.

"Call the flying donkey out. I know you are a den of thieves. Do you know how to handle the stolen money? Do you know how to handle it?"

"Come here, come here, uncle, what do you want from me?" Duan Fei rushed out of the back room and put on a smiling face.

A teenage boy walked out from behind several sect servants. He had an ugly appearance like a winter melon, and his forehead seemed to be covered with a thick layer of flesh.

"That's him, the handyman. I saw him stealing a lot of spiritual food, spiritual wine, and spiritual stones!" Zhou Zisong pointed at Brother Fei triumphantly, as if spittle was coming from his cracked mouth after being abused.

"Hurry up and hand it over! I insist on beating you."

After the handyman finished speaking, he moved his hands and whipped Duan Fei's body.

"You can believe what the kid said, but I didn't ask him to have breakfast today. If he said it out of anger, how could I possibly do that?" Duan Fei continued to act cowardly.

"Hmph, I expected you to talk like this and bring everyone up!"

The handyman said hello, and the handyman behind suppressed a group of suffering spiritual farmers and kicked these spiritual farmers to the ground.

The sound of the whip fell immediately.

"Hurry up and tell me if you have any spiritual stones. If you don't tell me, I'll kill one of you today!" the handyman leader threatened.

If it wasn't for the fact that the flying donkey couldn't beat him to death, he would have started it long ago. It didn't matter how many whips he whipped, and the more he whipped himself, the more flustered he became.

Fortunately, the other party is a coward and likes to meddle in other people's affairs.

He continued to beat Ling Nong, but he didn't notice that Fei Donkey's bent back slowly straightened up.

"Zisong, these are your relatives who raised you. How could you do this? Your father was born with cerebral palsy when you were an orphan, and your mother gave birth to an ugly you because of her close relationship with others."

"Without these spiritual farmers taking you in, you would have died a long time ago. How could you do such a thing?" Mrs. Fengyun said sadly.

"Shut up! You bunch of despicable things, I'm going to be promoted to a handyman!"

Ah, Duan Fei yawned, leaned against the wall of the courtyard in boredom, and looked at the handyman and Zi Song in amusement.

"I...you..."

The handyman was dead. He stared wide-eyed at the flying donkey that played with his heart and showed it to him, and then quickly lost his life.

The screams rang out, and seven more blood-free hearts appeared on Duan Fei's hand. The only person still standing in the yard was Zi Song.

"You...I, I'm still a child!" He was so frightened that he lost his ability to think, and urine flowed out between his legs.

Think of an instinctive protection.

"This is true for everyone."

"Mother, mother."

Duan Fei acted like a baby at the woman, which confused her.

"How...so despicable!"

Zhou Zisong's seven orifices bled, and he died of incontinence.

"My reasons are enough." Duan Fei stood up.

(End of this chapter)