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

"What's the matter?" Bai Piao Piao stood up and frowned.

"Miss, come and see, that **** mortal stole your book." Mao Mao shouted loudly.

"what?"

Bai Piaopiao's face turned cold, and a pressing aura emanated from his body, his pretty body turned into an afterimage, and he came to the front of the room in an instant.

The door is pushed open.

The two walked towards the bed.

Sure enough, at the head of the bed, there was a dream of Red Mansions.

Seeing this, the chill on Bai Piao Piao's pretty face became more intense, and there was a trace of killing intent in her aura, as if her favorite treasure had been sullied.

"wrong."

But in the next moment, she realized that something was wrong. She swept away and returned to her boudoir. When she came back, she was holding another Dream of Red Mansions in her hand.

"Ah miss, two Dreams of Red Mansions, what are these?"

Mao Mao looked at the Dream of Red Mansions in Bai Piao Piao's hands, and suddenly opened his mouth wide.

"We misunderstood Young Master Yi." Bai Piaopiao put away the chill on his face, and compared the two Dreams of Red Mansions in his hands one by one, and immediately found that the two copies of Dream of Red Mansions were different in terms of newness and oldness.

"It seems that this dream of Red Mansions was left by Young Master Yi." Bai Piao Piao's tone was a little surprised: "So Young Master Yi also read this book."

"But didn't he say last night that he didn't read books?" Mao Mao asked suspiciously.

Bai Piao Piao nodded, she was equally puzzled, and whispered softly: "Maybe, it's Young Master Yi who has something to hide!"

"Oh."

Mao Mao nodded.

"I didn't expect Young Master Yi, as a mortal, to have so much in common with me." She gently stroked the two books, also remembering the mortal man who invited the moon with wine last night, and explained softly: "Maomao , keep that Young Master's Dream of Red Mansions, and return it to him when the Young Master comes next time."

"Okay." Mao Mao hurriedly took over the Dream of Red Mansions, looked at Bai Piao Piao again and said, "Miss, looking at you, you don't really think about that mortal last night, do you?"

Bai Piao Piao shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"How come?"

"Although he is talented, he is still far from everyone who has created Dream of Red Mansions and Supreme Treasures. I just have a lot of common topics with him. Besides, he is just a mortal."

"Oh alright!"

Mao Mao nodded, and she didn't understand her young lady, so she quickly said: "Then I will send a letter quickly to find the person you said as soon as possible..."

...

The mountain road is rough.

After two days of bumping in the mountains, Yi Feng finally collected the herbs he needed.

Of course, in addition to what Zhong Qing needed, Yi Feng also collected a lot of other things. In general, it was a full harvest.

After a few days of running around, I finally rushed back to the martial arts hall.

Zhong Qing's condition did not improve, on the contrary, it became more serious. Yi Feng couldn't take a rest, so he quickly gave Zhong Qing a decoction.

After drinking the medicine, Zhong Qing's fever and legs were relieved a lot, and Yi Feng was relieved.

"Is Mr. Yi there?"

But as soon as he sat down, a shout came from outside the door.

When Yi Feng walked out the door, he found out that it was the butler of the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce. The butler saw Yi Feng and his respect, not to mention the respect of Yi Feng, Yi Feng, the chairman of the board, and Luo Lanxue. The benefits to the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce are worth it.

"Oh, it's you, what's the matter?" Yi Feng asked with a slightly tired face.

"Mr. Yi, this time I'm here to give you the share of the book sales." The housekeeper said respectfully, and then took out an exclusive card of the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce from his arms and handed it to Yi Feng.

"Sir, there are 100,000 gold coins that were divided into last month. Because I am afraid that my husband will not be able to store them, they are stored in our chamber of commerce. You can use your VIP card to withdraw money at our chamber of commerce at any time. Of course, on the day of each month in the future, we will give you statistics. For the monthly share, all the money will be stored in a lot of money on Mr.'s card."

Although he knew that the two of them should be talking about books, when he heard the number, Yi Feng couldn't help but startled and asked, "How much did you say? One hundred thousand?"

Listening to Yi Feng's question, the butler nodded, but his heart suddenly burst.

Is Mr. too little?

But he didn't dare to talk too much, so he hurriedly retired and went back to report to the Chamber of Commerce.

After the housekeeper left, Yi Feng recovered and looked at the card in his hand in disbelief.

For a moment, he laughed.

He just wanted to subsidize his family, but he never thought of writing a book to become a god. This time, he received 100,000 gold coins, which was enough for him for many years.

And what's even more incredible is that it's only a month away!

It's just so beautiful...

He walked back to the martial arts hall with a face full of joy, but just turned around, and another shout came from behind: "Master Yi."

Looking back, he found that Mao Lin from the Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce came with two people smiling.

"President Mao."

Yi Feng frowned slightly, but nodded politely, "I don't know if President Mao has anything to do with me?"

"Cough cough."

Mao Lin coughed in embarrassment, and then said with a smile on his face: "Master Yi, to be honest, I came here this time to apologize to you for what happened last time."

Saying that, he waved his palm.

The two behind them opened the box, revealing golden coins.

"A whole thousand gold coins, please accept Yi Gongzi with a smile."

Mao Lin waved his hand and smiled proudly, and at the same time looked at Yi Feng meaningfully. One thousand gold coins, he couldn't believe that he couldn't impress Yi Feng, this is the annual income of ordinary people.