Chapter 529 Crazy Practice
"Do you want money rather than your life?"
Hua Duoduo looked at Xia Fukun and said in confusion.
At this moment, he didn't dare to accept the "boiled beans and burned bean sprouts" anymore, and quickly returned them to Xia Fukun.
"Do you want money or your life?"
Xia Fukun was stunned for a moment.
"That's right! I just want money rather than my life!"
"Shenzhen Bing!"
Hua Duoduo cursed in her heart.
"What should we do now?"
Xia Fukun didn't know the seriousness of the air defense alarm in the underworld, so he asked Hua Duoduo.
"After the trumpet sounds, all the underworld people in Blood Shadow City must rush to the main square of Blood Shadow City within an hour."
"An hour?"
Xia Fukun thought about it and realized that one hour would be enough.
Anyway, he has the art of all forms, and those underworld martial arts skills can be learned with just a glance. Moreover, Xia Fukun's underworld martial arts skills after learning them will be much stronger than the original ones.
"Take me to your residence."
Xia Fukun thought of this and said something to the flower.
Hua Duoduo: "..."
What's going on?
He thought Xia Fukun was planning to find a place to hide! But if we were to hide, where would we hide? Want to hide in your own home? !
Doesn't this mean in disguise that Xia Fukun and he are in the same group?
Thinking of this, I will stop drying the flowers!
But how could Xia Fukun comply with Hua Duoduo's wishes?
He picked up the flowers in one go.
"take me."
Feeling the coldness in Xia Fukun's words, Hua Duoduo shuddered.
He regretted it now.
In the underworld, there are less than 10,000 red-clad underworld warriors, and each one of them is full of thoughts on how to practice. Because as long as they move up a level, they can reach the level of the blue-clad underworld general.
You can have a city...of your own.
It is also because of this that every red-clothed underworld warrior is addicted to practice. There were almost no people he could spend so much time trying to curry favor with.
Originally, Hua Duoduo thought she had found a supporter and a thigh.
But I didn't expect...
These thighs are so capable of fixing things!
In the underworld, death is not allowed due to the sparse population. but--
If the city lord were to know that they had stolen the underworld martial arts skills in the library, then they would definitely be isolated by the entire underworld, and they would also be caught in the prison of the underworld and locked up for at least thousands of years. What!
Although I am not happy in my heart...
But there is no way!
Xia Fukun's hand was clasped around his neck right now. And as Xia Fukun's strength grew stronger, Hua Duoduo felt that he had difficulty breathing, suffocating and suffocating his brother!
"Why don't I take you there? Let go. I can't breathe."
Hua Duoduo took a deep breath and smiled bitterly at Xia Fukun.
And Xia Fukun also snorted coldly after hearing what the other party said.
He let go of his hand.
then……
On this training ground, countless Ming people saw a yellow-clothed Ming warrior, nodding and bowing, leading the way in front of a white-clothed Ming warrior.
And the white-clothed underworld warrior had his hands behind his back, looking like he was pulling something like a cowhide...
Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but rub their eyes.
Damn it! what's the situation? !
When did their white-clad underworld warriors in the underworld have such a level? !
even……
Many white-clothed underworld warriors began to imitate Xia Fukun's behavior. They coughed slightly at the yellow-clothed underworld warrior beside them, indicating whether the other party should express their feelings...
Of course, they are not Xia Fukun, and they cannot imitate Xia Fukun.
All he got in exchange was a beating from those yellow-clad warriors!
Soon, Xia Fukun arrived at Hua Duoduo's residence.
Hua Duoduo's residence is very simple. It fits the style of his yellow-clad underworld warrior.
"You guard the door for me. I will come out within an hour."
Hearing Xia Fukun's words, Nahua Duoduo was stunned for a moment.
He originally thought that Xia Fukun was going to hide in his home, but unexpectedly, Xia Fukun actually said he wanted to go to the square.
"Big... boss. Although you are a powerful being of the red-clothed underworld warrior. However, after all, our city lord is as powerful as the blue-clothed underworld general... By then, if what you have done is exposed..."
Hua Duoduo looked depressed.
If he had known this, he might as well have been lying in a shit pit like that Odie! At least it looked like that, and it was just uncomfortable for a while, but if it was like this now, he might be uncomfortable for a long time...
"I asked you to go and stand at the door. Just go and stand at the door. How can you talk so much?"
Xia Fukun snorted coldly and glared at Hua Duoduo.
"Whenever you become a boss, you will be qualified to preach to me."
"Hehehe... The boss taught you a lesson."
Hua Duoduo gritted her teeth and smiled flatteringly. Then, she took a deep breath, walked out of her building, and stood at the door to look out.
The blue-robed underworld general...he couldn't afford to offend him.
He can't afford to offend this fucking red-clad underworld warrior either!
Are you just saying it's embarrassing or not? ! He can't mess with anyone!
It was also after Na Huaduoduo went out that Xia Fukun breathed a sigh of relief. Then, from the demon refining system, all the dark martial arts skills stolen by the magic sound bat from the second floor were taken out.
Looking at the dark martial arts floating in the air in front of him.
Xia Fukun narrowed his eyes slightly.
With a slight flip of his palm.
The dark martial arts floating in the air were quickly read through each book.
And in Xia Fukun's eyes, the mysterious power of the Ten Thousand Appearance Technique began to surge...
The underworld martial arts skills that are being read in the sky are constantly being perfectly reproduced by the art of Wanxiang...
then--
The skills to become Xia Fukun...