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274. The Wall Girl and the Cultivation Chat Group

"I really need to build a chat group"

Chu Feng was stunned for a while, made up his mind, put his hand in his pocket, took out his cell phone, and just opened the desktop, a prompt sound came out, and there was an additional text message. He clicked on it and showed that the fee was already in owed.

I haven't charged my phone bill for a few years. Although I had charged a lot at that time, I should have used it up.

After touching his body, there was nothing left. Chu Feng felt bitter at the corner of his mouth, and he became a clean Taoist priest.

"It seems like I'm going to get some money."

A wind blew at Chu Feng's feet and soon disappeared deep in the bamboo forest.

When it was dawn, in a remote alley near Jiangnan University Town, Chu Feng stopped and looked at the scene not far away with interest.

There were five people who smoked in total, each with long hair and colorful dyed. There were all earrings, mouth nails, and nose rings. When you bite cigarette butts in your mouth, it was almost on your forehead: I was in my rebellious period of youth, and I was a bad one.

At this time, the bad guys were following a girl walking with her head down, with her expressions on her face very serious, as if she was doing something very sacred.

Suddenly, the girl stopped, turned her head, and looked at the bad guys, and a chill flashed across her delicate face.

"Why follow me?"

The bad guys tore off their disguises when they heard this, and surrounded the girl with a wicked smile. One of them was about 1.7 meters tall, and forced the girl to the wall in the form of a wall thrust.

"Little sister, isn't it very lonely to be here alone? Do you want to have fun with our brothers?"

"Free play, all kinds of fun, you must like it."

"It will be very comfortable, brother won't lie."

"Agree, brothers and I will play with you."

"There is a very good shop next to you, not far away. You still want to play again after you have sex."

"Last week I had a little sister like you, and after playing, she said she was very excited."

"You can give it a try, too."

All kinds of teasing and provocation are vulgar and very explicit.

Chu Feng had already recognized the girl at this time, and she was the girl who had seen two days ago. She was about 1.5 meters tall, short hair, and a pretty face that everyone loved.

At this time, the girl frowned and showed a clear expression of disgust on her face. Even the expression of disgust on her petite face looked very cute.

"Oh, it's so cute even if you're angry. Can you let your brother love you well?"

The blond hair was slamming the girl's bad blonde hair and showed a president-like smile on the corner of her mouth. She supported the wall with one hand and tried to stroke the girl's face with the other hand.

The girl smiled slightly, and a cold light flashed in her eyes. Her white and tight right leg suddenly raised, and her smooth knee hit her blond chin.

"ah……"

The bad blonde flew out like a sandbag, hitting the ground, and blood kept spraying in his nostrils and mouth.

The bad guys were all stunned. This girl, who is so weak that she is so strong that she is so strong!

The world has changed a lot, so it’s not so outrageous!

"Annoying." The short-haired girl whispered.

The bad guys then remembered that the person in front of him was just a girl. Against the background of great changes in the world, they also gained reinforcement. Seeing this, they rushed up. One of them had a bad guy tattooed with the little yellow duck on his arm. He grabbed the iron trash can on one side and threw it over easily like a small stone.

The short-haired girl easily avoided it and rushed over, frequently raising her tight and fair legs, kicking them one by one.

In less than ten seconds, the bad guys were lying all over the ground. Their eyes were dull and their mouths were wide open - it was impossible, how could such a cute girl be so terrible?

"Fall in the street"

The short-haired girl raised her mouth and looked cold.

At this time, Chu Feng came close to him and stared at the beautiful and cute face of the short-haired girl for a few seconds, frowned slightly. He didn't pay attention two days ago, but this time he saw the short-haired girl again, and he always felt a sense of familiarity.

The short-haired girl patted the dust that did not exist on her legs, looked at Chu Feng, raised her head at 45 degrees, snorted coldly, and left.

After the girl stayed away, Chu Feng squatted beside the bad guys and stretched out his fingers to poke the golden retriever bad guys.

The golden retriever whistled painfully, very well, still alive.

"I lend you something!"

Chu Feng searched the bad guys and got 134 yuan and one cent.

What the hell is Yi Chi? Chu Feng bounced the one-cent money away.

After Chu Feng left, the bad guys showed extremely sad eyes. The girl on the wall was not successful. Not only was she seriously injured, she was also robbed. Who dared to be worse than us!

...

Outside the university town, there is a food street. Since it is time to have breakfast, there are many students coming and going. In the middle, Chu Feng successfully paid the phone bill.

I woke up my mobile phone, successfully connected to the Internet, and the bank card bound to Weixin showed that there was more than 300,000 yuan in it. It was very good, so I didn’t have to worry about the money anymore.

When I walked to a breakfast shop where Wei Xin Pay could be paid, I ordered two small buns of buns and a bowl of soup. Chu Feng opened Wei Xin and built a chat group. What's the name?

Master Chu’s immortal cultivation group? Uh, will this remind people of staying up late?

Too bad.

Just call it a cultivating chat group.

After building a group, Chu Feng thought about bringing Xu Sanlang, who was planting melons in Huangshan, into the group.

Planting melons three waves: "..."

Master Chu (True Lord Huangshan): "Fellow Taoist, from today on, you will be a member of the Cultivation Chat Group, change your name."

The name of the Three Waves of Planting Melons quickly turned into the Three Waves of Mad Swords.

Chu Feng was speechless. Why did he give such a name? But since he liked it, he couldn't say anything.

Kuang Dao Sanlang: "Master, I have something to tell you"

At this time, the owner of the breakfast shop brought a bowl of soup and put it down quickly.

Chu Feng nodded, picked up the spoon and took a sip, and gave a reply.

Taoist Master Chu (Zhengjun Huangshan): "What's the matter?"

Kuang Dao Sanlang: "Your Jingba, uh, no, the big dog demon lives in my house."

Master Chu (True Lord Huangshan): Drive it away

Kuang Dao Sanlang gave a tearful expression.

"It has eaten all the magical medicine you planted, it is more than ten times more powerful, I can't beat it."

The magic medicine, Chu Feng, who was drinking the soup, thought of the spiritual vein and green veins suddenly appeared on his forehead. This greedy thing actually ate the tea he grew himself, and he would definitely clean it up when he went back.

Master Chu (True Lord Huangshan): Let it be patient first. I will go back to clean it up after I finish my work.

Kuang Dao Sanlang: Wuwuwu... Come back early, it is pulling my pants

Chu Feng smiled and was about to turn off the chat group, but there was an additional shaking function on the interface.

There is a line of prompt text on it - shake three times to shake it to a special group.

Chu Feng guessed that this must be the system's fault and ignored it. At this time, the boss's wife sent two small buns of buns, which were steaming. The surface of the small buns was very smooth and delicate, and it made people feel salivation after a glance.

After eating a few small buns, Chu Feng turned his eyes toward the interface and shook his eyes three times, raised his eyebrows and ticked it.

Thousands of kilometers away, deep in the East China Sea, on a small island with towering ancient trees, a middle-aged man was wet and got ashore.

Suddenly, a dense sound of footsteps came, and the middle-aged man stepped on his feet and climbed a towering tree very easily.

Accompanied by footsteps, seventy or eighty shrimp soldiers and crab generals with simple weapons came, as if patrolling.

A trace of contempt flashed across the middle-aged man's mouth. He had already mastered a breathing method similar to turtle breathing through self-taught. These shrimp soldiers and crabs would not be able to detect him.

The treasure on the island is his!

"Dongdongdongdong..."

A pleasant WeChat message sound was sent from the middle-aged man.
Chapter completed!
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