Chapter 641 Flying Wealth

There are only a dozen giant mastiffs left.

The mysterious man in white stood on the hillside in the distance. She hesitated for a moment and finally left.

Luo Xiaofeng did not chase the man in white, and his attention was attracted by a red object on the ground.

The man in white had just kicked the sedan chair by Luo Xiaofeng.

A dazzling red stone lay in the broken wood chips all over the ground.

Luo Xiaofeng carefully picked up the red little stone.

Blood Jade!

This dazzling red stone is actually a rare blood jade.

Blood jade is a treasure among jade, and a small piece of blood jade is all priceless treasures.

Luo Xiaofeng knew that this precious blood jade must have been lost by the mysterious white man in the sedan chair. Luo Xiaofeng carefully looked at the blood jade in his hand, and a line of small characters appeared on the small blood jade.

Looking at the small words on the blood jade, Luo Xiaofeng's face also changed.

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Leaving Tengxian Pavilion, Feng knelt down like a bird that had taken off a cage, jumping happily.

But no matter where you go, there is a string tensed in Feng Kneel's mind. The Feng family's blood sea of ​​hatred and the endless treasures of Feng's family are always entangled in his mind.

Lying in the simple inn, Feng kneeled and tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

This unknown small town is very lively even at night.

The shouts of vendors and the chaotic noises all rushed into the small inn like a tide.

Feng was very tired when he knelt on his knees, but he couldn't sleep.

Just as Feng knelt and tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, he suddenly saw a white shadow shaking outside the window.

Feng was shocked when he knelt down and his heart immediately hung up again. He tiptoed out of the bed and plucked up his courage to move towards the window.

The cold wind at night blew through the broken window lattice paper and blew on Feng's kneeling face, causing pain like a knife cut.

Feng knelt and stretched his neck to look out the window.

The mysterious white shadow outside the window disappeared in a flash.

Feng knelt down and returned to the bed, covered his head with a quilt, and it was not until the middle of the night that he fell asleep in a drowsy way.

Early the next morning, Feng was awakened by the noisy noise. He opened his eyes in pain and had a split headache. In the past few days, he had suffered a lot. For a steamed bun, he was shameless and bargained with others.

Feng knelt down and counted the only few taels of scattered silver, and was in an extremely bad mood.

But when I think of the endless treasures of the Feng family, Feng's mood will be improved immediately.

The dilapidated store door was suddenly pushed open with a creak.

The hunchbacked old shop owner walked in with a smile, holding a tart cloth in his hand.

The hunchbacked shop owner looked at Feng kneeling with a respectful look, with a flattering smile on his face: "The little old man is ignorant of Mount Tai. I'm really sorry for being slow to be with the young master these days."

Feng knelt down and looked at the hunchbacked old shop owner with a look of surprise, unable to speak for a long time.

Feng kneels down and his current dress is difficult to associate with the three words "Young Master". The expensive beige sable fur on his body and all the valuable things on him have long been snatched away by a group of gangsters. The old clothes he is wearing now are an old cotton jacket that is too torn to pieces.

The fat torn cotton jacket and Feng kneeled down with his thin body were extremely inconsistent.

The hunchbacked shop owner looked at Feng with a flattering smile and knelt down: "A customer just now told the young man to deliver the package to your hands in person."

Feng knelt down and looked at the tart cloth package curiously.

The tart cloth is dirty and torn.

The hunchbacked shop owner wrapped the dirty and torn tart cloth and carefully placed it on the cold earthen kang of Feng, then nodded and retreated.

Feng knelt down and looked at the dirty and torn tart cloth wrapped in the kang, and couldn't help frowning. He walked over slowly, trying to lift the wrap with two slender fingers.

What surprised Feng kneeling was that he lifted it several times, but the tart cloth was wrapped, but it didn't move at all.

This looks dirty and torn tart cloth wrapped, the portion is surprisingly heavy.

Feng knelt down and was about to open the package, the dilapidated door opened again.

A young man with a smile, holding a large bowl of steaming beef noodles in both hands, walked in carefully.

Smelling the fragrant beef noodles, Feng screamed in disrespectfully.

Feng knelt down and his curiosity just now swept away in front of hunger! He stared at his eyes wide and looked straight at the beef noodles in the guy's hand, just like a young man in his first love looking at his beloved woman.

Feng kneeled and the Adam's apple rolled, and his saliva flowed all over the floor.

Feng knelt down and was completely captured by the fragrant beef noodles.

The young man put the beef noodles on the small table and said respectfully: "Young master, use it slowly!" After he said this, he retreated with a smile.

Feng knelt down and picked up the beef noodles. The wind blew the clouds. In a short while, he ate a full bowl of beef noodles.

The noise on the street made Feng kneel and his headache.

Feng knelt down and burped, curiously untied the tart cloth wrapped in the pit.

The tart cloth package was untied, and inside it was a white package. The white package was tied with a white wool rope, which looked both precious and elegant. Compared with the dirty and broken tart cloth outside, it was so different that it was unacceptable.

Feng's curiosity was even stronger when he knelt down. He trembled his hands and carefully untied the wool thread.

The white package was opened, and Feng knelt in surprise. It turned out to be a brand new silk satin soft robe with extremely exquisite workmanship. Under the soft robe, there were large pieces of gold bars. Apart from the gold bars, there were also a thick stack of gold leaves.

Feng knelt and widened his eyes. He couldn't believe his eyes. There was so much gold, not to mention now, he had never seen him when he was the eldest master of Fengyun Sect before.

Feng Kneeling is nominally the eldest son of Fengyun Sect, but in fact, it is just a chess piece in the hands of Boss Tu and Xiaoqian. This was a conspiracy and a scam, and only the poor Feng Kneeling was kept in the dark.

Feng knelt and looked at the yellow gold in front of him in a daze. He was trembling all over! This sudden wealth was like a heavy bomb that suddenly knocked Feng knelt and knelt. Feng knelt and knelt and looked at the gold, and he was a little helpless.

The soft black silk robe was filled with a faint fragrance, and it was perfectly suitable for her length, fat and thin body.

Just as Feng knelt down and sorted out the thick stack of gold leaves, he suddenly found a small white marble sign on the bed. On the small white marble sign, a line of regular characters were neatly written. Jade is white jade. The characters are black characters. The characters are black characters. The characters are white jade, which look extremely conspicuous.

I had nothing to do with white clothes, so I had to fill the garden with spring.

"The white clothes have nothing to do, so I can only have spring in the garden." Feng knelt down and recited these two sentences repeatedly, but he didn't know what these two sentences mean.

Fortunately, Feng knelt down and didn't know what these two sentences mean, otherwise he would be scared to pee his pants. He wanted to talk about "Danzun Evil God" with more like-minded people, follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat to read novels, talk about life, and find friends~

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Chapter completed!