Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

"Okay, I still have things to deal with here, you guys can go back and take a look first, you have the final say when you start working!" Yi Feng said lightly.

"Yes."

The three nodded respectfully and gratefully, scrambled to take the thing that made them dream, hugged tightly in their arms, and then walked towards the back of the martial arts hall.

Seeing the three leave, Yi Feng turned his gaze back to Lu Dasheng.

His brows furrowed tightly.

Although he is usually more generous, he is not necessarily an honest person. He will never let go of this kind of thing that looks like he is here to make trouble.

As Yi Feng frowned, Lu Dasheng suddenly felt an invisible pressure attacking him, making him unable to raise half of his strength.

In his opinion, this kind of coercion is more terrifying than the black-robed man under Yi Feng's feet, and it may not be so direct, but this kind of coercion seems to be innate, and it is like a kind of inter-dimensional suppression. !

For a while, he was crawling on the ground, not daring to move.

"Tell me, what are you here for?" Yi Feng said in a deep voice.

"I, I, I, I..."

Lu Dasheng's face was ugly, and when he was stammering, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said quickly: "Sir, I also heard that your land needs to be reclaimed, so I am also the one who asked you if you want to do something. "

"You also came here to find something to do?" Yi Feng looked at Lu Dasheng and asked dubiously.

"Yes, I'm really here to find something to do!" Seeing Yi Feng, Lu Dasheng seemed to believe his words, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and quickly said sincerely, "I'm really here to do something, you must Believe me, I like to joke more, I was just joking with you just now."

Looking at Lu Dasheng's sincere appearance, Yi Feng believed it a little.

Although this recognition seems a little crazy and unreliable, he has indeed told many neighbors about it before. And these days, it is not easy for the low-level people to survive. In order to make a living, when they hear that there is something to do, they go there without breaking their heads.

What's more, what about a good owner like him?

Thinking about it carefully, Yi Feng couldn't think of any festivals between him and him. If he really wanted to say that he was here to make trouble, it seemed unreasonable.

"Then since you're here to do things, stop kneeling on the ground." Yi Feng looked at him and said, "But in the future, it's best to stop making jokes that arouse suspicion."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Hearing what Yi Feng said, Lu Dasheng quickly got up from the ground, showing a look of relief.

At the same time, he remembered the opportunity of the three Wu Zongs just now, his eyes flashed, and a calculation appeared in his heart, so he quickly said: "Sir, I came in the same hurry as the three, and I didn't bring anything with me, what do you think? "

"I have some things here, but you have also seen that there are already people who open up the wasteland. If there is a shortage of people, there is only one special job left to do. Are you sure you have done it?" Feng looked up and down at Lu Dasheng and said.

"Able, capable, anything can be done."

Lu Dasheng said hurriedly, especially when he heard Yi Feng say to give something directly, it was extremely urgent.

At the same time, there was a hint of pride in his heart.

Life is really changing, and you never know what will happen next moment, and I, Lu Dasheng, deserve to be the No.

You see, the current crisis is not only resolved, but perhaps a good opportunity can be obtained from this man!

Holy grade, that is holy grade!

Compared to this holy treasure, what are the two storage rings he lost?

Thinking of this, Lu Dasheng was so happy that he couldn't help shouting 666 for his resourcefulness!

"Sir, tell me quickly, what are you going to do with me? I can't wait." Lu Dasheng said with anticipation. In front of the holy treasure, he even forgot the person and the corner in front of him. How terrifying is that one.

"Pick the shit, okay?"

After pondering slightly, Yi Feng looked at Lu Dasheng and asked.

"Pick, shit?"

Lu Dasheng, who just couldn't wait, was dumbfounded when he heard these two words.

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