Fantasy: My Brothers Are All Sons Of Fortune

"System? What do you mean by giving me a choice? You're deliberately deceiving me. If I plunder his luck, will there be no reward?"

"And why is there a reward this time?"

"What the hell is this hidden mission? Can't you tell me the mission clearly?"

System: "Please host to explore..."

"..."

Yang Xuan could only mess around in the wind alone.

He finally understood, this system is to let himself guess, guess correctly, wow, there is a big prize. You can't guess, and you don't know how many millions you missed.

The system is made like a bitch.

At this time, Yang Xuan saw the label on the back of the Cultivation Technique,

"God-level Cultivation Technique??? My darling, this is another level beyond his cognition."

"Sure enough, the cheating life doesn't need an explanation!"

"The system extracts the Cultivation Technique." Yang Xuan said impatiently without even thinking about it.

"Boom, countless messages headed towards the empowerment in Yang Xuan's mind, which lasted for a quarter of an hour."

At this time, Yang Xuan was already lying on the ground with his eyes rolling, foaming at the mouth, and occasionally his body twitched twice.

"System... system... system, healing." He called out with his only consciousness.

After a breath,

"call……"

Yang Xuan let out a long breath, feeling that sooner or later he would be tormented insane by this system.

He thought that what he extracted was Jade Slip, jade pendant or other real things, but the result was information empowerment. Forced it to him, not waiting for a reminder.

Even if his soul is strong, it almost knocks him into a fool.

After he extracted all the items Medicine Pill, such as the remaining Martial Skill and activated physique, he didn't dare to move.

"Leave it alone, or God knows what will happen. Right now, I have enough Talent and Martial Skill. When the soul grows stronger, it won't be too late to extract it. The feeling just now is simply not a pain that humans should bear."

"Not bad, not bad, no matter what you say this time, you made a profit."

Yang Xuan looked at Bai Wanwan who was still recovering from his injuries in the distance.

"I just smoked like that, and I didn't move at all."

"He has seen what immersion healing is. This may be a kind of trust."

If Yang Xuan knew, he was completely self-indulgent, and he didn't know what expression to look for.

Bai Wanwan dared to heal his wounds in such an immersive manner, and he still relied on the abacus in his hand.

The reason why the seriously injured body was able to withstand the space storm was all protected by that abacus.

Another point is that if Yang Xuan is not rescued, Bai Wanwan will not die. Strictly speaking, Yang Xuan's rescue this time blocked an opportunity for Bai Wanwan.

Time flies, time flies.

Half a day is just a blink of an eye for a Practitioner.

During this half day, Yang Xuan tried to cultivate the god-level Cultivation Technique, which is really not an ordinary abnormality.

This method of systematic empowerment allows him to learn by himself without a teacher. He only needs to follow the requirements in the Cultivation Technique and use it proficiently.

When he launched the Cultivation Technique, within a breath, he instantly emptied all the vitality within the range that his Divine Sense could perceive.

I don't know what will happen if I continue.

At that time, Bai Wanwan, who was recovering from his injuries, was startled awake. Bai Wanwan gave Yang Xuan a meaningful look, and then ignored him.

Yang Xuan didn't expect it to be so terrifying, so that he dare not practice casually in front of people now. You can only temporarily practice "Dragon Control Jue" in front of outsiders.

At this moment, Bai Wanwan stood up, and he no longer had the sluggish look that he was on the verge of life and death just now.

A faint aura of indifference exudes from his whole body, and the words "Don't get close to strangers" are written all over his white and cold face.

The whole look is calm and calm, with a hint of sharpness mixed with self-confidence.

The gold silk robe on his body disappeared, and he was replaced with a silver-white robe.

A cold voice sounded, and said to Yang Xuan cupped fist,

"Thank you Brother Yang for protecting the Dharma, I will definitely remember it in my heart. Please feel free to speak up if it will be useful in the future."

"I don't know Brother Yang, where are you going next?"

Yang Xuan also stood up at this time.

"Eighty miles ahead is Wushuang City. If Brother Bai has nothing else to do, how about going with us?"

"Okay, that's exactly what I mean."

Yang Xuan was muttering something, and after a few breaths, he saw the Thunderscale Bird flying over and staying above the ancient wood forest.

"Brother Bai, please."

The two jumped up and came to the back of the bird. The Thunderscale Bird soared into the sky and headed towards Wushuang City...

During the half day that Bai Wanwan was healing, the Liyuan Dynasty, thousands of miles away from here, in a separate courtyard of the Qin family in Shangjing,

A young man in his early twenties was flying up and down in the courtyard, sword-wielding dragons and snakes, dancing swords across the sky, and the air in the entire courtyard was filled with a strong fire attribute Sword Qi.

Wherever the long sword in the young man's hand passed, it seemed that the air was scorched and distorted.

He is one of the three evildoers of the Qin family, Qin Feng.

Huangyuan Sacred Body, a powerful fire attribute physique.

At this time, a servant was standing not far away, not daring to approach the center of the field at all.

"My young master, Mr. Zhou, I need to see you."

"explain!"

Qin Feng didn't intend to stop.

"My young master, Qin An, the dark guard we arranged in Yang's family, his soul card was shattered."

"In less than half an hour, Miss Qin Xue's soul card also shattered."

Qin Feng stopped immediately when he heard this. His face suddenly became gloomy, and after a moment of contemplation,

"I see, you go down first."

"Yes, young master."

After the servants retreated, Qin Feng yelled into the air.

"Dark Nine."

In front of Qin Feng, a black-robed figure suddenly appeared, his whole head was covered by a black hood, he knelt on one knee and cupped his hands and said to Qin Feng, "Young master."

"three things!"

"First, ask our members of Yang's family to ask about Yang Xuan's current situation."

"Second, take the Tracing Origin Realm and go find the place where Qin Xue last appeared. I want to know exactly what happened and how Qin Xue died."

"Third, I want to know whether Yang Xuan is dead or alive. If he is alive, then I hope he lives in your sight."

"Yes, young master."

As soon as the man in black finished speaking, he disappeared strangely.

Yang Xuan was on his way to Wushuang City. He didn't know that there was a group of people running towards Luoxia Peak, and he planned to use the Origin Tracing Realm to trace the source of what he did!

At this time, an uninvited guest ushered in on Thunderscale Bird's back.

Not long after they took off, a man with curly hair and instant noodles, about 20 years old, leaped and leaped on the ancient wood and chased them.

While running, he shouted: "Two brothers, help me, help me."

"Give me a ride, thank you very much!"

Yang Xuan looked behind him, it seemed that there was nothing chasing him!

What are you talking about? Of course this is not important, the important thing is that Yang Xuan didn't want to talk to him at all, and even made the Thunderscale Bird speed up.

The man shouted for help, and he knew it was a troublesome matter without guessing. I don't know how many people are chasing after him.

As for Bai Wanwan, he was staring at Yang Xuan from the beginning to the end. He just wanted to see if the person who saved him was really a bad guy, or if he had some other purpose for him.

Seeing that Yang Xuan was not only helpless but also accelerated, he suddenly became alert. It seemed that this guy really had a purpose.