Douluo's opening send-off system

Xu Fengnian was frightened half to death. Under Old Huang's desperate gaze, Han Wuyi floated away.

"Haha~ Yangshi Rentu's son doesn't seem to be as popular as the rumors~"

Snapped!

I opened the fan I snatched from the evil young man and looked at the quality. It was pretty good and could barely be used as a weapon.

Unexpectedly, before leaving, someone would give him this great gift.

"Xiao Nian, you really scared me to death. I thought that guy would become angry!"

"Stunned!"

Xu Fengnian glanced at the frightened Wen Hua with disdain, and asked Old Huang who was holding the horse on the other side: "Old Huang, are you really a master?"

Lao Huang tweaked his body and nodded shyly.

Xu Fengnian was overjoyed. He knew that Xu Xiao would not really ignore him and would definitely arrange for him to be protected secretly by dozens or hundreds of experts.

But it has been almost a year since he came out. Not to mention protection, even though he almost starved to death, no one has ever sent him half a copper.

Unexpectedly, the master was always by his side, and he asked in surprise: "How high is it?"

Lao Huang shyly twisted his body, gestured to Xu Fengnian's shoulder, and then hesitantly moved his hand up, slightly over Xu Fengnian's head, so a little...

Xu Fengnian's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. He was just a little taller than him. What kind of master could he be?

But even if he is a little stronger than himself, he is still better than ordinary people! From now on, I will have more courage to flirt with my little wife.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's think about where we should go for dinner first! I have been drinking the northwest wind all day, and I don't want to be hungry again tonight."

"Damn it, how come there isn't even any land to grow corn in Mianzhou?"

Rubbing his belly, Xu Fengnian sighed, and Wen Hua said disdainfully: "What season is it now? Who still grows corn?"

"You still have the nerve to say, if you hadn't just seen the dirty look of my little daughter-in-law, how could you have been discovered by others?" Xu Fengnian laughed and scolded, then shook her head and said: "It's over, I'm going to be hungry again today."

Holding the wooden stick, he looked at it carefully and felt that the biggest flaw today might be the new sword he chose. If the previous sword hadn't been broken by a big dog, he wouldn't be able to use it even before he could use it. Made of wooden sticks.

Sensing the question, he inserted the wooden stick into his belt and hid it behind his back. He smiled and shook his head and said, "Xiao Nian, you should learn from me?"

Xu Fengnian squinted at him: "Can I learn from you?"

Wen Hua was not annoyed and looked up at the sky: "Actually, being so hungry that you don't feel hungry is also a skill!"

"...You should keep this ability to yourself!"

Looking far away, he murmured: "Who could she be?"

As for Han Wuyi, Jiuyuan, who had been missing for many days, finally appeared. Not only did he deliver the script, but he also brought a huge sum of twenty-three taels of silver to Han Wuyi.

"Jiuyuan, what is your money?"

"Brother host, I took off the clothes of the second best person in the world to do this! Jiuyuan is very useful!"

Han Wuyi frowned: "Is it the old man named Wang Xianzhi?"

"Wow! Host brother is so amazing. In just three days, he has figured out some information about this world." Jiuyuan clapped his hands with a look of admiration.

Han Wuyi: "..."

I don’t know if it’s useful to you, but stupidity is definitely true!

The second best clothes in the world, if you take them out and sell them casually, they can't be worth just twenty taels of silver.

And you can take off his clothes, so why can't you also take away his martial arts secrets, his sword and so on?

As if he saw what Han Wuyi was thinking, Jiuyuan said again: "When I took the medicine to stun the old man, the old man was sitting at the top of the city, guarding a pile of broken copper and iron, and he looked like a treasure... …”

Broken, scrap metal?

If he heard correctly in the past few days, it was the weapon left behind by the famous master in the world in this period, who failed to challenge the old man, right?

Why is it so useless?

"And that old man is even poorer than the host brother! Only one piece of clothing in his body is worth anything.

"...Jiuyuan! Actually, I'm not poor either."

Jiuyuan tilted his head, with a puzzled look on his face: "Jiuyuan knows exactly how much money the host brother has. How can the host brother not be poor?"

Han Wuyi raised his hand and rubbed her head, gritting his teeth: "Don't I still have a fox fur?"

"???"

"!!!"

In the end, as Jiuyuan cried and howled, Han Wuyi just grabbed her ears and didn't do anything to her.

"By the way, Jiuyuan, when you took off his clothes, you didn't use your true appearance, right?"

"Yeah! Jiuyuan has always learned from his host brother and didn't fool around with his appearance!" The little fox nodded crazily, wagging its tail back and forth as if asking for praise.

Han Wuyi was in a much better mood and turned to stone the next moment.

"I used the host brother's appearance and name. The old man will never be able to find Jiuyuan. Don't worry, host brother!"

After Jiuyuan finished speaking, he looked at Han Wuyi with a look of praise. Han Wuyi's whole body almost split open, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You are really smart!!"

"Of course, Jiuyuan is a fox, how can he be stupid?" Jiuyuan raised his face and said very proudly. His eyes flickered guiltily when Han Wuyi couldn't see him. He got used to it and didn't change it. She really didn't mean it.

Han Wuyi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. If it wasn't covered by a bamboo hat, he would scare anyone to death.

"Jiuyuan, you are not stupid at all." That is stupid! It is simply a disgrace to the fox clan!

But the work is done, what can Han Wuyi do?

He could only take a look at the direction of the world first. Taking the script Jiuyuan gave him, Han Wuyi started to read it.

"By the way, host brother, in this world, God has only arranged an identity for you, but I still haven't gotten the script."

Jiuyuan's voice sounded weakly. Han Wuyi paused in turning the book, then continued to read, and asked: "What's the reason?"

Jiuyuan's tails curled up into a ball behind him, entangled with each other, rubbed his little hands, and carefully observed Han Wuyi's expression.

"No one can appear out of thin air. All the past has traces no matter how it is covered up. If you want a person who has never existed to leave traces in this world, you have to fabricate proof of his existence. , it is necessary to fabricate 'real' memories for some people, even if they are gods, it is a quite large project."

After saying that, Jiuyuan, who had never seen Han Wuyi's face, quietly moved forward, intending to see what Han Wuyi's expression was from below, but Han Wuyi picked him up by the back of the neck and threw him directly. into the system space, and in just that moment, a big black dog jumped out and inserted into the wall with a bang...

After being thrown into the system space, Jiuyuan subconsciously put his hands under his buttocks and closed his eyes, but did not feel the familiar pain. He opened a slight crack and Bailong's gentle face came into view.

Outside, looking at Qiongqi with his four feet on the wall and pulling out the dog's head, Han Wuyi was a little silent.

"Stupid, is it really contagious?"