Monster Refining System Chapter 647: I have no money

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Three days, fleeting.

The Mingwu ceremony will be held as scheduled.

It is obvious that even the city masters like Yi Tianyi are not willing to come together with Xia Fukun. Therefore, beside Xia Fukun, there was only one Huaduoduo, and on the side of Big Big Wolf, Xia Fukun let it play in the house by himself.

Looking at the crowded martial arts in front of him, Xia Fukun couldn't help taking a breath.

After rebirth, the biggest game he experienced of this type was the previous first-tier college league at Odin College. However, at that time, the scale was far smaller than it is now.

Nether Wudian is on a huge floating stone platform. And around the stone platform, there are many seats.

At this moment, these seats are already full.

The entire field of the Dark Martial Arts is all wrapped in red and yellow.

On the table in the middle, there are ten figures in blue clothes sitting. In the middle of it, there is still a place vacant. Obviously, it was reserved for the Purple Underworld Emperor.

Xia Fukun didn't care about these, so he and Hua Duoduo found an empty seat at random. It's just that he didn't expect that as soon as he sat down, he walked over to two soldiers in yellow clothes.

Looking at the white dress on Xia Fukun's body, a little mockery appeared in his eyes.

"Stand up!"

One of the big yellow warriors looked at Xia Fukun disdainfully, and ordered Xia Fukun.

Xia Fukun: "???"

To be honest.

He hasn't been provoked like this in a long time. There was a little unbearable in his eyes.

After speaking, the warrior in yellow clothes was a little unhappy when he watched Xia Fukun sitting there.

"Why? The **** and the seat are stuck together, are they? I still don't understand what I said, or how to drip?"

This big yellow warrior has a loud voice. With this speech, the eyes of the surrounding yellow-clothed warriors all passed over.

In the beginning, when the yellow-clothed underworld warrior was facing a white underworld warrior, everyone still prayed for the white-clothed underworld warrior in their hearts. But then I thought about it.

That's not right!

Why will there be a white-clothed warrior to participate in this underworld martial arts?

If there are any...

Many people thought of the fact that a few days ago, they would knock the staff of the registration office into the air with the table, and beat the bloodless city lord Xia Fukun who was unable to fight back.

Take a closer look, and sure enough... the real Nima is Xia Fukun!

At the moment, these yellow-clothed underworld warriors did not dare to remind the yellow-clothed underworld warrior, but moved around one after another.

Looking at the surrounding soldiers moving in yellow clothes.

The big yellow warrior didn't take it seriously.

He just rushed to this Mingdu today and was ready to find a seat after signing up. As a result, he was surrounded by yellow-clothed Ming warriors, although this time he was very confident to challenge an opponent of the red-clothed Ming warrior level. However, everyone is at the same level at the moment, and he is not doing too well, right?

Partially...

At this time, a white warrior appeared in front of him. Then if you don't trouble him, who else can you trouble?

In his opinion, these yellow-clothed underworld warriors moved their seats one after another, probably because they were worried that they would accidentally injure them by shooting the white underworld warriors. However, what is a bit strange is how do these people know that they now have the strength of a red samurai warrior?

It doesn't matter.

The big yellow warrior sneered and looked at Xia Fukun, who was still smiling at him.

"Are your ears deaf?"

Speaking, he stretched one hand toward Xia Fukun, trying to pick Xia Fukun up.

At this time, a hand was caught on his wrist.

He looked at the yellow-clothed warrior who suddenly shot, and his eyes showed a slight uncomfortable.

"Are you going to be nosy?"

The warrior in yellow clothes naturally had a lot of flowers sitting next to Xia Fukun. He knows where it is and what the occasion is, but in his heart, this Xia Fukun, no matter how big the basket will be pricked, as long as he is unhappy, he has to poke upside down! Thinking of this, he squeezed a smile:

"Brother, think twice!"

The big yellow-clothed warrior sneered, and immediately, his arms released force.

Throw away the flowers in one go.

"Lao Tzu will be a red samurai after the end of this Nether Martial Arts, what are you and I pretending to be?"

After saying this, he stretched out another hand towards Xia Fukun.

"You are so shameless to face, you pretend to be deaf, right?"

However...

What he didn't expect was that before he even touched Xia Fukun's, he felt a terrifying coercion from Xia Fukun's body.

Involuntarily, with his knees bent, the big yellow warrior directly bowed down to Xia Fukun.

"Hiss——"

There was a sound of cold breathing around, but most people have seen Xia Fukun and Xue Wu before, so it's no surprise.

It is so special that a strong man in the realm of the underworld has no power to fight back, can it be bullied by a yellow-clothed underworld warrior?

"Do you have a mine at home? Dare to talk to me like this?"

It was also at this time, Xia Fukun stretched his head forward slightly, looking at the big yellow warrior who was kneeling on the ground, unable to move, licking his chapped lips with his tongue.

"You...what did you do to me?!"

The big yellow warrior can't stand this grievance! At that time, I wanted to resist, but he couldn't produce the slightest strength. He could only look at Xia Fukun with fear.

"Hand over all the treasures in the seal of mountains and seas."

Xia Fukun grinned.

Under this smile, cracks appeared on the ground under the two knees of this big yellow-clothed warrior, and the cracks spread around like a spider web.

Blood spilled on the knees of this big yellow warrior.

"I...I have no baby."

The big yellow-clothed underworld warrior has also been trapped, but he can roughly know that the white underworld warrior in front of him is extremely powerful, absolutely, not what he can handle!

Xia Fukun frowned when he heard the other party saying that he had no money. Immediately afterwards, under the gaze of countless eyes around him, his palm slightly lifted, and the body of the big yellow-clothed warrior rose into the air, directly standing upside down, shaking constantly.

From the seal of the mountains and seas, a bunch of miscellaneous things fell out.

Xia Fukun took a look, and it was true that Nima was innocent and extremely poor.

At the moment, Xia Fukun also lost interest, and immediately raised his hand, and this big yellow-clothed warrior was thrown into the air directly by him...

His gaze fell on the other soldier in the yellow suit who came with this big man again.

"You also came to grab a seat?"