Guardian Chapter 18: The iron wire makes a fool of it, so it’s not too much.

Chen Feng said that his soul got two good rewards.

One is from Concubine Rong Gui.

"The soul weighs six ounces and one coin, two-star quality, and rewards for concealment."

This cousin Fan’s magical skill actually appeared on Concubine Rong, which really shocked Chen Feng, but after another thought, wouldn’t that be the case with Concubine Rong?

The fate verdict given to Concubine Rong Gui from the Book of Yin and Yang is also appropriate.

"It is so difficult to ask for a fish, although it is not harmless to fish, if it is done by accident, it will be in vain if it is not done."

Yes, it's self-defeating to be killed by it.

The last album that appeared was paradoxical.

It is the image of an ugly woman with an open belly, an empty belly and no internal organs.

With three words next to it: lustful women.

Joseph? Chen Feng is unable to spit out, you have to deduct money for playing the homonyms in the Yin and Yang Book.

The second is the reward called Soul Fan Dali.

"The soul weighs two to five dollars, three-star quality, and rewards the iron wire for luck."

This reward made Chen Feng's eyes very enthusiastic, and he was able to weave an army of iron-thread beasts even after he learned the iron thread. This is much more popular than the paper gadgets made by the paper makers.

Who is Chen Feng, the glorious Blue Star traverser, he has a lot more knowledge than the people of the Dashun Dynasty. Fan Dali can only weave some ordinary things. Chen Feng flies in the sky, runs underground, and soars in the water. Yes, I haven't seen airplanes, tanks, and ships. If you are careful, there will be a torrent of iron and steel like monsters and monsters in the world.

In Chen Feng’s view, three-star quality rewards may be more affordable than one-star quality rewards.

However, this is not without limitations. The iron wire happens to be, even if Chen Feng builds out the tank, it is just a mere stubbornness, it is an iron lump that can't fire cannonballs, so it happens that it can only be given to the iron wire." "Life" cannot be given "soul" out of nothing.

Even if Chen Feng makes a semi-automatic rifle, it is essentially a movable fire stick.

The book of Yin and Yang gave Fan Dali a fateful verdict as usual.

"This fate has brought the ancestral business to the forefront, and the enthusiasm of the family seems to be strange. The flesh and blood of the six relatives are like ice charcoal, and they are diligent and self-controlled for the whole life."

The six relatives are helpless, and they are self-reliant.

Without the cousin Rong Guifei, Fan Dali would be a little harder and life would be better.

Unexpectedly, he entered the dragon lake lair of the imperial palace and was cut into two by Liu with a sharp knife.

However, Fan Dali is also considered a man of temperament, avenging his cousin's death, and the last album of Yin and Yang is considered normal.

The image of a fierce, vicious, stubborn man with jagged cheeks and scumbags was revealed.

With three words next to it: sliced ​​meat waiter.

"???" Chen Fengxin said with a rising tone, "Pian Rou Shi?"

Chen Feng forgot about this in a blink of an eye, and his mind was all about crossing the ocean.

It is said that the soul master will work until death in this dark, weird soul-suppressing division, day by day, 996 is regarded as a real blessing, and 007 is basically a basic exercise. It is hard to say, there is no five dangers and one. Jin, died even a round corpse, let alone how miserable it was.

Now that we have this to hide from the sky, does it mean that we can conceal the monument of the soul of the soul, and go for a fish?

Since Chen Feng's journey through, apart from learning about the customs and customs of the Dashun Dynasty in the Yin and Yang Album, he hasn't really seen it.

This light smelled the fragrance and couldn't eat the delicacy in the pot. It always felt like the **** went to the brothel, the egg was not useful, and the sorrow was tight.

Chen Feng still has another idea, and that is to say that this monument of soul-suppression, soul blood into the monument, is equivalent to handing over the life to others, as a modern person who will never be a slave, this is a psychological barrier. Just can't make it through.

Chen Feng wants to try whether he can take his destiny in his own hands.

What? Get out of the town soul division and escape?

Illness, such a good place. Uncle No. 5 speaks so well. The soul masters in it are all talents. Every day facing Cao Qiuchen’s face, he can still have the addiction of fighting the landlord. Wool has to be rewarded with such a good welfare, and the silly criticism escapes.

Gou's cultivation base is increasing day by day in the Soul Township Division. It has only been less than a month and only a hundred years of cultivation. Do you let the Eleventh Lord not have this benefit?

That was really pole vaulting in the toilet—excessive.

However, this is how the human heart is, and the unobtainable talents are full of temptation.

Chen Feng wanted to take a look at Dashun Kyoto outside.

People can think about it, let's just stand at the door, don't walk through the door, even if you walk, it will be the same night.

As soon as his mind became more active, Chen Feng then began to make the idea of ​​a tool called the house and soul.

Yo! Look at this straight scale, it's long and thick, and there are still a lot of wires wrapped around it, so, Void Shuttle came out to work.

Hey? Look at this ink fountain. It's black and bright. Isn't the golden thread also silk? I received it.

Huh? Look at this telescopic spring, it can be big and small, it's a bit longer when it breaks straight, it's not bad.

Hey! Look at this hanging wheel, it can go up and down, it's so big, it's okay.

Yeah! What do you think this is? Doesn't seem to have iron products? Regardless, please join the shuttle.

Chen Feng used to call his soul to do that stealing...Bah, doing that loss thing, one hammer and one hammer in the west, but he accumulated a lot of wire.

The old clerk who was in charge of Gu, who was in charge of the Zhen Soul Division, still sighed secretly. This said that the soul masters are really fate. Looking at the frequency of the loss of Gu, 80% of them are more weird events. How many lives are called soul masters.

It's quiet at night.

Surprisingly.

Chen Feng secretly used the iron wire under the bed to make a man by chance.

Who should I ask?

Isn't that nonsense? Chen Feng wants to escape at night, but he still has to create a bed just like him to fool people.

For several nights, the iron wire Chen I accidentally made was unsatisfactory.

Tie Xian Chen is alive, his appearance looks the same as a real person, but he is not spiritual enough, he is very rigid, you let him eat, he just opens his mouth, and he doesn’t close his feet, you let him jump, he just cares Bounce, don’t take your feet, isn’t this a ha'er, ah, ha'er can’t do it.

Chen Feng thought hard and tried many methods, but nothing was done.

"Come to try the secret method of corpse refining tomorrow night. Although the iron wire is not a corpse, the truth from death to life is the same." Chen Feng muttered and threw the semi-finished product into the void shuttle, pretending to sleep, no Can't sleep, it's about to hit the funeral gong.

As soon as the funeral gong rings, the migrant workers will wake up and clock the bed.

"October, did you dream of cuddling sister all night?" Looking at Chen Feng's fake yawn, the fifth uncle who just got up stared at his face.

"What did you do?"

"It looks like it's been hollowed out, but I still ask why it's dripping."

Chen Feng knows his own family affairs, staying up all night for a few nights, can it be worthwhile? Can only pretend to be foolish.

"Who?"

"Who else can I talk to this Beidou Branch?"

"Me?"

Chen Feng pointed to his nose, squeezed his eyebrows at No.5, "Yes, sister can be moisturized, just so I will get you a basin to wash your face."

"Go go, you keep making wine for yourself."

Uncle No. 5 waved his hand to drive away the flies, smiling so that the wrinkles were smoothed out.

After eating the steamed buns and drunk the porridge, the poker face squeezed the list in his hand to call for the clock. This constipation-like face made the soul masters who led the team feel uncomfortable.

Cao Qiuchen grabbed the task list in his hand and closed his eyes for a long time before speaking coldly:

"No.1, Floor No.5 room."

……

"No. 6, Herringbone Room No. 7."

"No.7, Room No.12 with ground character."

"Eh? Why did you skip me?" Uncle No. 5 touched Chen Feng with his elbow, and turned his mouth towards Cao Qiuchen, whispering: "Is this cold-faced beast coming to the moon? Why does his hand and neck twitch? ?"

Chen Feng frowned. Judging from Cao Qiuchen's depressed expression, this matter was strange.

"No. 11, Herringbone Room No. 2."

……

"No.15, Room No.9 with Dizi."

There are fourteen soul masters in the Tianji group, except for number five, everyone has taken the task.

Cao Qiuchen raised his head and glanced at Number Five, with a hint of pity in his cold eyes.

"Fifth..."

Cao Qiuchen lowered his head and paused for a few breaths, then slowly said, "Tianzi...Room eleven."