Grim Reaper Red Packet

Chapter 166 Wu Zai, Be Serious

"Chicken array?"

Wei Wuji smiled, and asked with a smile, "Isn't it the practice of making chicken?"

"Baoji Dafa is practiced by individuals. If there are too many people, of course you have to use formations."

Uncle Wu flapped his wings and shouted loudly, "Boys, practice for Uncle Wu."

The more than 300 people were divided into six teams, each team consisted of almost 60 people, and quickly took their positions.

Wei Wuji saw that it looked very much like the Big Dipper, except that the handle was missing a point.

Fifth Uncle rode the black girl and walked slowly to that point.

The perfect Big Dipper.

The flower girl was lying on one side of the stone, licking her paw arrogantly.

Wei Wuji went over and sat down, patted Miss Hua's head, and said with a smile, "We are just spectators."

Uncle Wu gave an order, and everyone started running.

Six stars, six groups of people, forming six powerful forces while running.

The fifth uncle flapped his wings on the top of the black girl's head, and gathered the six forces, and there were thunderstorms, and the stars and the moon were dimmed.

"Deputy head, come and test the power."

Uncle Wu was just flapping his wings, extremely relaxed.

This is even more true for those running members.

Running according to the breathing method taught by Uncle Wu, although you will sweat all over your body, the more you run, the easier it is, and the healthier you run.

Right next to it, there is a boulder.

Wei Wuji stood up and lifted it up, roughly weighing more than 500 kilograms, and immediately threw it at the chicken ball, ready to catch the stone away at any time.

Unexpectedly, before the stone got close to the bubble chicken formation, it exploded into powder with a bang.

"Five Boys, it's okay, I've seen it all."

Wei Wuji had to admire that Uncle Wu was extremely capable.

"stop!"

Uncle Wu yelled to stop, and said, "Everyone will rest in the valley tonight."

"Wu Zai, you put so much effort into forming the Pao Ji Tuan, can Pao Ji Tuan really help you become a phoenix again?"

On the way back to Taoyuan Valley, Wei Wuji asked curiously.

"Of course you can, after all, you are unreliable."

Wu Zai snorted coldly, spread his wings and said, "Where's Uncle Wu's dragon meat?"

At that time, Nezha planned to use a live dragon to pit him, but fortunately the red envelope was snatched by Tang Seng.

Now if you want to get dragon meat, you can only find Nezha.

But if you take the initiative to find it, you will definitely have to pay more.

"Wu Zai, don't expect me to find dragon meat for you if you don't teach me some real skills first."

Wei Wuji suddenly thought that even if he gave Uncle Wu dragon meat, Uncle Wu would not necessarily teach him skills.

"I can pass on some knowledge to you first. In this way, it can also motivate you to find what Uncle Wu needs."

Uncle Wu didn't understand until he walked into Taoyuan Valley.

If Wei Wuji is not allowed to see the power of the Phoenix Treasure Art, Wei Wuji will not have extra motivation.

"Looking at the raging flames in your body, it is indeed very suitable for practicing the treasure technique of my phoenix lineage."

Fifth Uncle stared at Wei Wuji's stomach, turned around abruptly, pouted his butt, gritted his teeth and said, "Come on, Fifth Uncle is ready."

I rely on!

"Wu Zai, be serious, I'm not asking you to pick up soap."

Seeing Uncle Wu's actions, Wei Wuji was really powerless to complain.

"Fuck off, how could Uncle Wu have a crush on you?"

Uncle Wu pushed his butt even higher, and urged: "The treasure is on the ass, if you don't look at it, Uncle Wu will regret it."

Wei Wuji looked intently, but he could only see the feathers, so he had no choice but to lean over and push the feathers away with his hands, and immediately saw strange lines on Uncle Wu's buttocks.

The pattern is similar to the one on the eggshell, but different.

Just looking at it caused a roar in Wei Wuji's sea of ​​consciousness.

It seems that those lines all poured into the sea of ​​consciousness and transformed into various patterns.

Each pattern is a move of the Phoenix Treasure Art.

Among the ever-changing, there is only one pattern, which gradually becomes clear.

Fifth Uncle retracted his body into the eggshell, rolled aside, leaned against the golden ebony, and looked at Wei Wuji quietly.

Wei Wuji squatted on the ground, as if his acupuncture points had been tapped, and did not move.

It wasn't until the next day at dusk that I woke up from the samadhi.

"How does it feel?"

Uncle Wu has been guarding Wei Wuji, and when he saw Wei Wuji opened his eyes, he immediately asked.

"I want to beat you!"

While speaking, Wei Wuji stretched out his right hand and quickly grabbed Fifth Uncle.

"Fuck!"

Uncle Wu cursed, turned around and fled wildly.

Swinging his right hand lightly, a phantom black-bone chicken shot out quickly.

Black-bone chicken?

Wei Wuji was puzzled, what kind of phoenix art is this?

But the phantom of the black-bone chicken hit Uncle Wu's ass in a flash.

Uncle Wu screamed and flew into the sky, hit a distant cliff, clung to him tightly, and didn't fall down for a long time.

Don't look at it as a phantom of black-bone chicken, but its power is really amazing.

"Five boys?"

Wei Wuji asked worriedly, and when he swept over with his divine sense, he saw that Uncle Wu had punched a deep hole in the stone wall, and his whole body sank into it.

Suddenly Uncle Wu flapped his wings, broke free from the shackles of the pit, and fell straight to the bottom of the cliff.

"Hei girl, go, grab it here."

Fifth Uncle was also a phoenix, so he knew that he couldn't kill him with his little ability.

The black girl ran over obediently, picked up Uncle Wu, ran back quickly, and put Uncle Wu in front of Wei Wuji.

Uncle Wu's eyes rolled white, his paws stiffened, and the hair on his butt exploded, as if he was in a deep coma.

good chance!
Wei Wuji grabbed Fifth Uncle, but when he saw his ass, there was no treasure pattern, and he couldn't help being very disappointed.

Early the next morning, Bao Xuezheng called and asked Wei Wuji to come to the company.

It's the end of the year, since the establishment of Wuji Group, there are many accounts that need to be clearly reported to Wei Wuji.

In the office, Bao Xuezheng was eloquent.

"Brother Bao, just tell me how much our net profit is?"

Wei Wuji was not interested in the rest, so he interrupted Bao Xuezheng and asked.

"300 million."

Bao Xuezheng was stunned for a moment, then replied.

"Just so much?"

Wei Wuji was dumbfounded.

The bribe Jiang Ziya gave had a net profit of 20 billion. Compared with that, this business would not make any money.

If only I could earn goodness by doing business!

For him now, kindness is the most precious, and there are too many things he wants to buy in Tianting Mall.

It's a pity that over there, he is a pauper.

Bao Xuezheng shook his head, with a helpless expression on his face, what do you mean by so little, obviously enough is enough!

"Brother Bao, you seem to have something on your mind?"

After recovering, seeing Bao Xuezheng's haggard face, he couldn't help asking.

"It's okay, I just haven't slept well recently."

Bao Xuezheng rubbed his forehead and said.

"Your body is important, don't work so hard in the future..."

While talking, Bao Xuezheng's cell phone rang.

Bao Xuezheng took a look, said sorry, got up and walked out of the office, and went outside to answer the phone.

Although he knew it was bad to eavesdrop on other people's phone calls, Wei Wuji still couldn't hold back.

Hearing the content of the phone call, he frowned tightly, took out dog meat and dried fish from the treasure chest, and put them into shopping bags.

"Brother Bao, can I go and see Zhimeng?"

When Bao Xuezheng came back, Wei Wuji asked with a smile while holding a shopping bag.

Bao Xuezheng was taken aback again, unable to find a reason to refuse.

Zhimeng is Bao Xuezheng's daughter, she is not yet four years old, she covers her brows with bangs, a pair of big black eyes, sparkling, very flattering.

But she was sallow and thin, as if suffering from a terminal illness.

"Why doesn't Zhimeng eat?"

Wei Wuji squatted opposite her and asked with a smile.

"I do not want to eat."

Bao Zhimeng whispered, looking weak.

"Then what do you want to eat?"

"Ice cream."

As Bao Zhimeng said, he looked up at the refrigerator and licked his lips.

"Zhimeng is good, the doctor said, Zhimeng can't eat ice cream."

Zhou Yan, Bao Xuezheng's wife, walked out of the kitchen and said.

"What's wrong with Zhimeng?"

Wei Wuji turned his head and asked.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan stood at the door of the kitchen, wiping away tears.

"I went to many major hospitals for examination, and they all said that I am not sick."

Bao Xuezheng smiled wryly, suddenly remembered something, and said, "Wuji, I heard that you cured Mr. Wang's daughter Xin Na, why don't you show Zhimeng?"

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