Chapter 5282: Old-fashioned
Feng Chenglin: "...what do you mean?"
Not to mention the difference between humans and beasts, even the cultivation base between humans cannot be swallowed, let alone between humans and beasts!
Although there is a saying about cultivation base, it comes from the same family and the same family, and both parties must cultivate the same method.
"I will tell you the simplest analogy... In your eyes, is the blood of all people the same, as long as it is used on humans, it is the same?"
Feng Chenglin was confused when he was said: "This...isn't all the blood of this person the same?"
There is a difference! ?
"Of course it's not the same... In my world, there is something that can analyze your blood to identify two people's blood types, whether they are the same! Different blood types are injected into one person's body... it will kill you!"
"...Fuck..."
There is this operation! ?
"Then...then this blood, how to analyze it?"
"...It's troublesome!!"
"..."
That's not to say that it is equal to saying nothing.
"Since it's useless... why do so many people come here? Besides, what are they doing here?" With a sniff, Feng Chenglin understood something: "These people wouldn't have heard the rumor five hundred years ago. , And then come here and wait... a big bug falls from the sky, wait for that guy to fall again, right?"
Going up is impossible!
Even if it goes up, it will definitely not be the opponent of the beast.
Therefore, these people just waited and waited for the dragon beast's second triumph failure.
"These people are really..." Feng Chenglin was speechless.
At a glance, the hill was full of people.
Many more people took a step higher and jumped on the branches.
Everyone was looking at the clouds with their heads up, as if expecting that Long Dan would fall down and hit the head.
Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin circled around, and finally found the Dragon Temple with a hundred draws.
"Come, come, draw a lot, twenty gold, it's very effective... Brother, do you want a lot?"
"Twenty gold coins?" Feng Chenglin was speechless: "This guy really has a way of making money..."
It’s just that there is a way to make money, but people are not as crazy as they are in the legend. Few people really spend twenty gold to draw lots.
After all, twenty gold coins are not a small number for ordinary people.
And those who are rich have seen the world and come with purpose.
The old man was wearing a robes, holding a lamp holder, and selling in front of the individual.
"This girl, looking at your peach blossoms, there must be a marriage coming here. Or, let's get a lottery?"
"roll!!"
"..."
The girl drank coldly, making it hard for the old way.
"Girl, this is a spiritual sign, you are so ungodly...not good..."
"Fuck!!" The girl flipped her hand, her wrist suddenly lifted, and the dagger came out of her sleeve and reached the old throat.
Almost at the same time, many people around them also unsheathed their weapons in an instant.
However, their target seems to be the girl and the people around them.
For a time, it was like a ripple effect, and many people shot weapons.
However, no one took another step, instead they were hostile to each other, staring at the people around them.
The old way dare to talk nonsense any more, taking a step back with a stiff body.
"Girl...If you don't want to smoke, just forget..."
Holding the lump, he turned and left angrily.
And the people around, after seeing the people around each other, slowly closed their hands tacitly.
