Fantasy: Get Hundreds Of Millions Of Times Cultivation Talent At The Start

"My Sumeru bag!"

Guo Shan struggled subconsciously and grasped the brocade bag, but when he saw Han Feng's fist, his face paled in fright, and he quickly let go.

The Sumeru bag, with the singular ability of Sumeru to turn mustard seeds, is a good thing for Practitioner to store household goods.

Han Feng unceremoniously snatched the token and Sumeru bag, then smiled with satisfaction and said: "Look, I said that if you don't give me tokens, I will beat you!"

"I've never lied, why don't you believe it? Now you see, don't I stop beating you?"

Han Feng said with a smile, and at the same time opened the Sumeru bag, and suddenly found that it contained a lot of Medicine Pill, silver tickets, and a bunch of good things.

Make a big deal!

"Hey! Don't cry and cry! You can't get acquainted if you don't fight. Here, it's a meeting ceremony, I'm generous."

Han Feng saw that Guo Shan was pitiful, and he couldn't help but sighed, "I am still too kind!"

While talking, everyone saw Han Feng take out a piece of silver from the Sumeru bag and put it in front of Guo Shan.

Generous? good?

This guy..... good life not wanting face!

"This should be the VIP token, right? Now that I have it, can I enter it?"

Han Feng turned around, then walked to the young attendant who was looking astonished, waved the big token, and said.

"this......."

The young attendant was dumbfounded, he never expected that Han Feng would actually grab the token of his son as the commander of the dignified city guard.

He has never seen such a thing before, even unheard of!

"If you want to keep me out, you are deliberately embarrassing me. Although I am kind, I will beat you."

Han Feng showed a kind smile, looked at the young attendant with great affinity, and said.

This smile immediately made the servant youth feel harmless to the young man and animals before him, but he had seen the speed at which Han Feng said that when he changed his face, he changed his face.

Yu Guang moved slightly, and the young attendant looked at Guo Shan, who was lifted up from the ground, and swallowed.

"Goooo! This Young Master, please inside!"

The young attendant nodded vigorously and said enthusiastically.

"Uncle Huang, let's go in!"

Han Feng turned his head and shouted, Xuan even walked into the embarkation area of ​​the imposing Bufan with his head held up.

"Is this really good?"

Huang Xu also looked surprised, took a deep breath, and followed Han Feng in.

"What's the background of this boy? So fierce!"

"Dare to beat the son of Commander Guo, is this going to turn the world upside down?"

"..."

Looking at Han Feng's back, everyone around him talked and sighed. They can still board the Lingjiang Flower Boat like this. Today they are really long-sighted!

"Asshole! I won't let you go! You will make you worse off than death, and want your family to bury you! Brat, dare you leave your name!"

At this time, Guo Shan straightened up, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, looked at Han Feng with bitterness, and roared.

Hearing the sound, Han Feng, who was about to enter the flower boat, suddenly stopped and slowly turned his head back, looking at Guo Shan in the distance with a weird face, and then smiled and said, "My father, Zhang Erhe, what do you say my name is? "

"Huh!"

At that moment, Guo Shan's face turned pale, and his body was trembling to an extent visible to the naked eye.

he? He is the son of the Northern Territory handsome, Han Feng!

Guo Shan is completely tragic!

Life is better than death? Family funeral?

impossible!

This young man turned out to be the handsome son of the Northern Territory, Zhang Feng, whom he had previously figured out how to indulge in?

For a while, Guo Shan felt like the sky was spinning, and then he softened and fell to the ground.

He was shocked and fainted.

And everyone around, hearing this, their complexion changed and looked at Han Feng in awe.

It's no wonder that he is the son of the handsome Northern Territory with such an ability!

Everything becomes reasonable at this moment.

【Ding! Congratulations to Ascension, the current "500 people" (mortal)]

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the achievement of the "Five Hundred People", and rewarding the secret technique: qi seeking and spirit exploration! 】

At this moment, there was a sound in Han Feng's ears, and immediately a mysterious and mysterious Spirit Power circulated among his Meridians, and finally merged into Dantian, and then he was able to perceive the various spirits around him.

Those spiritual lights are invisible to the naked eye.

This is anger! Mysterious and mysterious air!

The scriptures were condensed in Han Feng's mind, making him understand what each color of spiritual light meant.

"White means that it is equivalent to passers-by to me, and the blue spiritual light on Uncle Huang's body means that he is friendly to me, and that green..."

Han Feng searched for the surrounding spiritual light to correspond to the scriptures in his mind. Suddenly, he felt a few black spiritual lights and frowned immediately.

Black represents a murderous intent towards him!

"It seems, I'm afraid that someone in this ship has murdered me!"

Han Feng thought about it, but he didn't change his face. He just wanted to meet these "enemies"!

Entering the flower boat, under Huang Xu's lead, Han Feng quickly reached the third floor of the flower boat.

This place is like a loft, magnificent and magnificent, with an indescribable style!

But what surprised Han Feng was that this third layer can only be entered by those with tokens, even Huang Xu, who is a bodyguard, cannot follow.

In desperation, Han Feng could only walk into it alone.

And these three floors are the place where the Baizi Tea Party is held. The young talents here and there are all gorgeously dressed and elegant in conversation.

Not only that, but looking around, there are still many young and beautiful ladies, and Yingying and Yanyan whispered discussing which talents.

Those who can come here are nothing more than the sons of princes and ministers.

"It seems that the clothes are not the right clothes today!"

Although Han Feng looks good, he is far lower than these people.

He came in order to win the medal that symbolized the young generation of the imperial capital. How could he lower his head?

What's even more annoying is that occasionally everyone's ladies' eyes swept away from Han Feng, but looking at the plain clothes, they instantly showed disdainful eyes.

"Not enough preparation!"

Upon seeing this, Han Feng couldn't help but feel a little helpless. Seeing that no one knew him around, fortunately, he didn't want to blend in, and found a corner to sit down.

When he came in here, he found that the food and drink here were very good, making him feel like he was talking about it!

And in front of him, there are many good things!

In this way, Han Feng alone was like a starving ghost reborn. He swept the entire table and ate, frightening many people around him, calling ‘crude’ and then quickly retreated.

For a while, Han Feng's surroundings were empty, and he couldn't even see him.

Han Feng didn't care, either, and he started to banter, eating and drinking.

Now the tea party hasn't really started yet, all the people around are chatting with each other, and many talented people are dancing and chanting literary talents in front of all kinds of girls.

At this moment, a person walked slowly beside Han Feng, who looked chubby, a young man, with a swollen figure, a simple and honest appearance, but the eyes that kept turning, the black spirit was bright.

I saw this fat boy come and sit down beside Han Feng, holding a fan in his hand and fanning it.

The fan is not small, but in the hands of the fat boy, it seems a little under-sighted. The bloated body with the fan, coupled with the pretentious appearance, is really naive.

"Flocks of flying geese in the mountain stream, the feathers of the geese are like white rainbows."

At this time, a few pretty women walked from the fat boy's side, and saw him suddenly bright, coughing a few times, and chanting poems.

"Unexpectedly, this little Fatty has some talent!"

Upon seeing this, Han Feng was a little surprised, stopped eating meat, and couldn't help but use his oily hands to give the fat boy a thumbs up.

"Pull out all the goose feathers and roast them into two roasted goose!"

But the following two sentences almost choked Han Feng into confusion.

"Cough cough cough!"

Han Feng coughed again and again, and the ladies were also taken aback. Looking at Han Feng and the fat boy, he said in disgust: "Sven scum!" After speaking, he left angrily.

Upon hearing the sound, Han Feng's face went dark.

I just put it here for a meal, why was it scolded?

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