Chapter 40 Crimson luck reappears in hand

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Huang Wuji, who made little gains, left the Chu pawnshop and looked up at the sky. He thought carefully. He delayed for half an hour in the pawnshop and looked at the passers-by passing by.

It's almost noon. Go to the Mingyue Building to eat. Huang Wuji misses Xudong's food, which can indeed be regarded as the best of the Tang Dynasty. Huang Wuji strolled to the peace of mind of the Mingyue Tower.

Because today's clothes worn by Huang Wuji are very low-key and deliberately restrained his momentum, outsiders seem to think that they are children of ordinary people. If it hadn't been for the white jade-like skin, probably all people would have admitted their mistakes.

When he came to the Mingyue Building, Xiao Er's eyes were golden, and he had received Huang Wuji several times. He remembered the generous prince very clearly. Xiao Er sent a guest to the table. Regardless of whether the guest ordered or not, he hurried to Huang Wuji's side and said hello in a low voice, "Your Highness, is it the old rule!"

The guest who was thrown aside made a scene. When he saw Xiao Er paying attention to a boy in an ordinary gray sweatshirt, he felt that he had been greatly insulted. His face changed and he shouted at Xiao Er, "Xiao Er, why don't you die for your uncle!"

Then he pointed to Huang Wuji and scolded, "The little boy from there, Mingyue Building can also come with your identity. Do you have money to pay the bill? If not, it's time to get out now, or give your uncle three bangs. Maybe the uncle is in a good mood to help you pay the bill!"

Huang Wuji was a little depressed because he couldn't find 50,000 years of luck. When he heard someone say something about himself, an anger rose in his heart for no reason. Without saying a word, his white palms like Yuxia suddenly glowed with golden luster.

The giant dragon in King Kong Fist showed his strength and hit the arrogant and domineering guests there. The guest himself is also a practitioner, but his cultivation is not very good. It can only be said that he is a half-baked man, where he is the opponent of Huang Wuji.

There is no doubt that the guest was knocked through a window by Huang Wuji and flew to the Mingyue Building. A trace of blood flashed in Huang Wuji's eyes. He looked at the tattered window and whispered, "I can also talk about it!"

Pedestrians on the street were also shocked by the sudden flying people. In addition, the mouth spit out blood at this time, and a very obvious palm print on the chest made the people on the street take a detour and didn't even dare to control it.

Huang Wuji cleaned up the man as if he were hitting a mosquito and waved casually. As always, I walked to the third floor of the Mingyue Building. Under the leadership of Xiao Er, I came to the fixed private room of Huang Wuji. Even if the guests were full every day, such a private room would not be given to others.

Entering the private room, Huang Wuji walked down and ordered Xiao Er to say, "Go and let Mr. Xu cook a good meal for me!" Xiao Er answered and was just about to turn around and leave. Xiao Er was also a clever person. When he saw Huang Wuji's clothes, he knew that the prince must not have any money today and didn't want to offend a prince for a reward.

Huang Wuji can't see the interest of Xiao Er, and he also has some love for Xiao Er. He stopped Xiao Er, took out a silver ticket with the smallest denomination from his sleeve and handed it over and said, "Do things well, your benefits are indispensable!"

Xiao Er turned out that the silver ticket was one hundred taels, and he quickly knelt on the ground and said loudly, "Thank you for your reward!" Huang Wuji nodded, and Xiao Er got up and walked out of the private room with a smile on his face.

Huang Wuji looked at Xiao Er and thought of the world. In this world, if you want others to be loyal to you, you must pay enough. If you don't have enough, no one will help you. Trust is a very extravagant word for Huang Wuji.

Xiao Er didn't come up. In about a quarter of an hour, the door of the private room was knocked, and the knock on the door woke up Huang Wuji.

"Come in!" Huang Wuji shouted softly. Squeak!" The door was pushed open, and Xudong came in with a tray. His smiling eyes suddenly opened wide at the moment he saw Huang Wuji, with an expression of disbelief.

Putting down the tray, Xudong came to look at Huang Wuji carefully on the chair, and finally said in a jealous tone, "I said, can you boy not be scared? In only a few days, you have entered the door. How can I bear it!"

Xu Donglai is deeply jealous of the soaring speed of Huang Wuji's abnormal cultivation. In those years, when he was still at the age of Huang Wuji, he was still struggling to cultivate himself. In order to improve his cultivation every day, he was even trying to figure out how to improve his cultivation quickly when he was eating.

"Mr. Xu is flattered. He only broke through a week ago. Now there is no progress at all!" Huang Wuji said in a humble tone. However, when he heard this, Xu Donglai's ears changed a lot.

"Kid, don't take an inch and enter the world. You can also be regarded as a master in Kyoto. In those years, when I went from the first level to the second level, it took me a full year and five months. You are still not satisfied. If you want to make progress in just one week!" Xu Donglai looked at Huang Wuji and said in a jealous tone.

Huang Wuji smiled and said nothing. Xudong turned around and looked at Huang Wuji mysteriously and said in a low voice, "Kid, I heard that you have been in the limelight this week!"

"I'm flattered!" Huang Wuji knew what Xudong was talking about and replied rudely. Boy, the Blood Devil Gate is very powerful in Kyoto. You can eliminate all the four strongholds in seven nights. It really makes me look at it differently and proves my vision!" Xu Donglai exaggerated Huang Wuji without concealment.

"It's a blood demon gate, and I still don't pay attention to it. In the next day, when my prince's cultivation is great, he will definitely kill the blood demon gate in person, and kill a chicken and dog up and down the blood demon gate!" The murderous intention of eating blood in Huang Wuji's tone made Xu Donglai seem to see the future tragedy of the Blood Demon Gate, and he couldn't help shivering in his heart.

Xu Donglai smiled awkwardly, although he believed in Huang Wuji's determination, and even seemed to see the tragedy of the destruction of the blood demon gate in the future. However, there is still some unbelief in the bottom of my heart. How powerful the Blood Demon Gate is outside the square. As the head of the evil way, the appeal in the evil way can be said to be unparalleled.

Huang Wuji wants to fight against the whole evil way with all his strength, which is also one of the reasons why Xu Donglai is not optimistic.

Huang Wuji was a little hungry. He looked at a table of delicious food, shook off his cheeks and ate and drank. After a while, the food on the table has been cleared by about half.

And in a somewhat dilapidated house, the servant sat nervously **, holding a sandalwood box in his hand and trying hard to open the box. But after exhausting all the strength, the box still couldn't be opened.

The sandalwood box that can't be opened makes the yi jia full of expectations for the things in the box. Although, the sandalwood box is very precious. However, compared with what was inside, the yagar clenched his teeth and found a hammer from a cabinet beside him, which was ready to break the sandalwood box.

"Bang-bang-bang-bang-..." The continuous sound of hammering sounded in the room. The government servant Jia looked at the sandalwood box gaspingly. There was not even a crack in the box, and the tzel had been thrown aside for a long time.

"Damn it, what kind of box is it? It can't even break the hammer!" The government official looked at the sandalwood box with an ugly face. The servant Jia picked up the sandalwood box angrily and fell to the ground.

"Papa!" A small voice attracted the attention of the government official, and a piece of sandalwood fell from the box on the sandalwood box. The servant A was overjoyed and quickly picked up the box and saw a black garden spot in the place where there was no sandalwood.

I was suddenly excited to see the dot slavish armor and found the button of the mechanism. The servant armor couldn't wait to press on the dot. With a crack, the sandalwood box automatically opened, and a crimson light rose to the sky, and the strong light instantly pierced the eyes of the servant armor.

Powerful fluctuations spread all over Kyoto again. Huang Wuji, who was in the Mingyue Tower, immediately stopped eating, and his face turned into a trace of anger. His pupils turned golden, and a figure appeared in it.

"Bold, my things dare to move, it's really looking for death!" Huang Wuji shouted angrily, regardless of what Xu Donglai thought. He opened the window of the private room on the third floor, jumped out at once, and ran in the direction of the red pillar of luck.

Xu Donglai's cultivation is not bad, and he also feels the mysterious fluctuation. Without the ability to look forward, he can only look at it and sigh. If he can feel it, it doesn't mean that he can find it.

However, he still heard Huang Wuji's words. Thinking that the thing that exudes mysterious fluctuations is Huang Wuji, and I also know that the origin must not be simple, a trace of envy arises in my heart.

It has the ability to have treasures, and the power is not small. At a young age, he compared him, who has been working hard for almost a hundred years.

At the moment when Huang Wuji rushed out of the Mingyue Tower, his body suddenly doubled, and the huge King Kong body increased his speed again and ran fast on the roof all the way.

Huang Wuji's speed has reached its limit at this time, like a dark shadow. The red pillar of luck disappeared, but Huang Wuji still remembered the direction and arrived at the position where the pillar of luck had just spread for a moment.

Looking at more than a dozen families around, Huang Wuji is not sure which one it is. If you look door-to-door or on a large-scale search, it may alarm others. The mysterious fluctuations are not only felt by themselves, but also by some practitioners.

Just as Huang Wuji was thinking of a way, sneaky people came out of a room, holding a sandalwood box in their hands, looking excited.

Huang Wuji immediately recognized the identity of the person. He couldn't help but be angry. Unexpectedly, he was pecked by the geese all day long. Huang Wuji remembered clearly how this servistler vowed a curse in the pawnshop today.

"Boom•••••••!" With a loud noise, Huang Wuji fell on the yard of the yi jia, which was shocked by the sudden loud noise. Looking up, I saw a giant with a height of more than three meters standing in front of him. With a bang, the sandalwood box fell to the ground, and his whole body was stunned.

"You dare to be greedy for my things. I won't forgive you!" Huang Wuji punched the Yashijia with one punch. The Yashijia was just an ordinary person who knew a little about fists and feet, where he could withstand a punch equivalent to the sixth punch of breaking the door.

And. It was still a punch mixed with anger. There was no doubt that the yaman's armor was directly smashed by Huang Wuji's fist, and pieces of broken meat splashed everywhere. Huang Wuji, who has never cheated himself, although the anger in his heart has subsided a lot, there are still many in his heart.

Looking at the house of the yajia for no reason, he was furious again. He punched the house and crackled. The stone-built house was smashed in circles by Huang Wuji, and every part of the house, including furniture, was tossed into pieces.

After finishing everything, Huang Wuji's anger seemed to disappear. He picked up the sandalwood box that fell on the ground and quickly left the scene. At the moment of picking up the sandalwood box, Huang Wuji could feel the powerful fluctuations in the box and know that the things in the sandalwood box were the luck power he had been looking for.

The consumption of King Kong's body is too huge. Huang Wuji is equivalent to the sixth spiritual power of breaking the door, and it can't support it for a long time. On the street where the yi jia was located, he came to a sparsely populated alley and dodged in.

After it came out, it had turned into the appearance of a child. It was still the gray sweatshirt, throwing the sandalwood box up and down in his hand. There was no expression on his face, but his eyes were full of excitement.

Huang Wuji looked at the sandalwood box. Although he didn't know what was in it, he had 50,000 years of crimson luck, which should not be much worse than what he got in Honglian Cave.

Huang Wuji couldn't wait to move in the direction of the prince's mansion, but halfway, he found that he seemed to be lost. He was stunned and looked at the strange environment around him. Huang Wuji believed that he was really lost.

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