Qian Renxue paused, raised a little face covered in sauce, and glared at her, but the noodles in his mouth did not stop at all.
Bibi Dong's tone was still calm, but with a hint of insightful playfulness.
"If I hadn't spent all Spirit Hall's treasure house, I would have made that old guy Qian Daoliu anxious."
"Why would he ask you to move the Heaven Dou treasury back overnight?"
"If that were not the case, you would have to wait a few more years if you wanted to eat such delicious food, right?"
Qian Renxue's chewing movement slowly stopped.
My brain is a little confused.
It seems... that's the truth?
But why do I always feel like something is wrong?
Forget it!
If you can't figure it out, stop thinking about it!
Thinking about problems while eating is the greatest disrespect to food!
She buried her head in the bowl again and ate even more fiercely.
Bibi Dong also ignored Qian Renxue, his movements were graceful, but his eyes looked at Lin Feng with a hint of eagerness.
"Senior, I've finished my meal."
The implication is, draw the prize.
Lin Feng yawned and raised his hand lazily.
Smoke it, smoke it, today's leeks... oh no, today's turnover is also quite good.
The next second, the familiar electronic sound of the system sounded in his mind.
[Ding! Congratulations to Leek No. 1, oh no, it's the 'distinguished monthly VIP' Ms. Bibi Dong, who won three pieces of epic fashion – 'Eternal Black Silk'.]
Lin Feng almost slipped out of the recliner.
What the hell?
Black stockings?
Countless colored scraps flashed through his mind instantly, and his whole body went numb.
System, something is wrong with you!
You want me, a serious cook, to give Spirit Hall Pope black hair?
If this spreads out, will I, the "master," still have my vest?
[Miscellaneous fish host, please correct your thoughts.]
The system's venomous voice was laced with contempt.
[This is a battle armor, firstly: it comes with repairs, warm in winter and cool in summer; secondly: its defense is comparable to Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skill.]
[The most important point: the amplification effect of this magical equipment is proportional to the degree of damage. The higher the battle damage rate, the stronger the increase in combat power the wearer will receive, up to 50%!]
[The more you break, the stronger you get, and the more you tear apart, the crazier you get! This is a comeback artifact tailor-made for the peerless Valkyrie! You know nothing!]
Lin Feng After listening, I became even more stupid.
The higher the battle damage, the stronger the combat power?
What kind of crazy setting is this?
He could already imagine the scene:
Pope Bibi Dong was fighting against someone, and in the middle of the fight, he suddenly shouted at the enemy, "Can you do it? Harder! Harder! My stockings are not even broken yet!"
That scene makes people dig their toes into the ground just thinking about it.
If this spreads out, might the reputation of his boss Maple Dye Pavilion become "Black Silk True Monarch"?
During the battle between Lin Feng and Heaven, an exquisite black gift box appeared out of thin air in his hand.
He bit the bullet and handed over the gift box like a bag of hot potatoes.
"Ahem, your reward."
He is already prepared to be regarded as a pervert by Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong took the gift box, a trace of doubt flashed in his cold eyes.
She opened the lid of the box.
Three pairs of neatly folded black stockings lay quietly lined with silk, exuding a mysterious and dangerous atmosphere.
It's Bibi Dong. When I saw this thing, I couldn't help but frown slightly.
Give women stockings?
This senior... does he have any special hobbies?
Just as she was muttering in her heart, Lin Feng's flat voice sounded again, as if she was reading a boring instruction manual.
"Eternal Black Silk, special armor, is no different from ordinary clothing to you, but to others, its defense power is comparable to Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skill."
"Warm in winter and cool in summer, impervious to water and fire, automatically repaired."
"The key point is that after wearing them, the increase in combat power is directly proportional to the degree of damage to the stockings."
Lin Feng paused and added the most crucial sentence.
"The more you tear it into pieces, the higher the increase will be, up to...50%."
Bibi Dong's hand, which was about to close the lid of the box, stopped in mid-air.
She raised her head suddenly and looked at Lin Feng. In those beautiful purple phoenix eyes, the previous doubts and weirdness were swept away.
Instead, there is unprecedented light!
Five percent!
A full 50% increase in strength!
And the more desperate the situation is, the more intense the fight becomes, the stronger the increase becomes?!
Where are the stockings?
This is clearly a heaven-defying artifact tailor-made for her! It is a trump card to save her life and fight back!
Bibi Dong carefully closed the gift box and held it in both hands, as if he was holding the future of the Spirit Hall.
This is no longer an artifact!
This is a bug! It's a plug-in!
With this thing, when she fights with others in the future, she can suddenly tear her stockings in the middle of the fight, then her fighting power will soar, and she will fight back on the spot!
How insidious this is... ah no, what a subtle tactic!
Seeing Bibi Dong's ecstatic expression, wanting to try it out on the spot, Lin Feng's worldview completely collapsed.
Not...
Can you accept this?
You are Spirit Hall Pope! Where is your aloofness? Where is your majesty?
Bibi Dong carefully closed the gift box and put it into his own Storage Soul Tool as if he had found a treasure.
She looked at Lin Feng and sighed sincerely.
"Gifts from seniors are always like this... hit the point directly."
Lin Feng: "..."
He felt that his reputation might really be harmed.
At this moment, three figures appeared out of thin air outside the glass door of the Maple Dye Pavilion, which was as smooth as a mirror.
The hustle and bustle in the store stopped for a moment.
Everyone's eyes turned over, including Lin Feng who was lying on the rocking chair.
What happened today?
New customers come one after another.
The visitor is none other than Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the master of Ning Fengzhi, and his right-hand man, the sword, Bone Douluo!
Ning Fengzhi Originally I just wanted to bring one here and leave one to look after the house.
But Bone Douluo couldn't stand it and insisted on following.
In Gu Rong's words, he must ask Qian Renxue himself whether he, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, dug up her family's ancestral graves or something else. As for using such a cruel weapon?!
He vomited all night! He almost lost all his bile! This revenge must be avenged!
As for Sword Douluo...
Ning Fengzhi feels that since this man killed the chamber pot, the sword's heart is like a bankbook, with only a fold left.
If you stay in the sect, you're just staring at the air. Why don't you bring it out to see the light? What if you think about it?
The three people came to Spirit City and went straight to the Pope Palace, preparing to ask Spirit Hall for an explanation on the matter of "Holy Maiden undercover stealing the treasury".
As a result, it all came to nothing.
Bibi Dong, Yue Guan, Gui Mei... Spirit Hall, none of them were visible.
When I asked about it, Ning Fengzhi almost lost his temper.
Gone for dinner?
They all went to a restaurant called "Maple Dye Pavilion" to eat?!
Ning Fengzhi was holding back a fire at that time.
You Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden's identity was exposed, and Heaven Dou Empire took away half of the national treasury. Do you senior executives still have the heart to go out to restaurants?
OK!
Today, I, Ning Fengzhi, will ask you, Bibi Dong, in front of all of you, how you plan to end this matter!
However, the moment he entered the hotel with great pride.
He was numb.
Ning Fengzhi The professional fake smile on his face is shattering inch by inch...