Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck starts with the Golden Family

Chapter 22: There are no dangers, take advantage of the situation [Please read]

In the early morning, the white fog is thick.

The sky has not yet risen, and there are still traces of morning dew on the leaves.

Accompanied by Sen Hui, Fang Yang came to the top of the mountain and saw a small flying boat with an ordinary appearance.

As soon as he stepped onto the deck of the flying boat, a chill ran down Fang Yang's spine, and the chill penetrated his body. He felt a huge sense of threat!
"There must be a master in the flying boat, and this master is stronger than my second uncle."

Thinking about this, Fang Yang was a little surprised.

His second uncle himself is a fifth-level major cultivator. The ones who can widen the gap between his second uncle are undoubtedly those famous top powerhouses, such as the four great generals like Mo Long!

"A little fire eagle, haha, it's a bit interesting. It's just that Master Senyue really loves the second lady, and he actually mobilized me to protect him." In a small room in the flying boat, Molong said with an elegant smile.

Molong, as the top combat power of Senyue's army, should have fought against Qingkong's army in the Hanjiao Banner War.

However, the order Senyue entrusted to Molong was to escort Senhui from Cangmu Banner to Zhulei Banner.

In fact, in Mo Long's opinion, there was no need to dispatch him for such a task, which was a bit overkill.

But when Daozhong ordered him, he could only accept it obediently.

"Buzz..."

The small flying boat roared incessantly, rising slowly and heading into the distance.

When the small flying boat left the Cangmu Banner station, the enemy spies who were monitoring the Cangmu Banner station in the mountains and forests immediately discovered the movement of the flying boat.

This group of spies is the most outstanding group of spies under the Qingkong Army.

At that time, the signal was transmitted quickly and floated into the distance!

……

The inner room of the flying boat is very spacious.

Sen Hui always kept in mind Uncle Fang's instructions and urged Fang Yang to study the alchemist's skills.

"Fang Yang, do you want to practice music medicine or make medicinal powder and diet?"

"Don't look at me anymore. Just because I can make alchemy doesn't mean you can, but you haven't passed the senior test yet!"

Sen Hui raised her ruler and clapped her hands. She seemed to have a sacred responsibility, pacing around Fang Yang repeatedly.

While Fang Yang was on the "Flying Fish and Cloud Sea Hunting", Sen Hui did not stop growing.

On the contrary, her skills as an alchemist are much better than Fang Yang's!
It is not that simple for Fang Yang to regain his previous leading position, especially after Sen Hui becomes familiar with various assessment methods.

"Whoo~"

Fang Yang breathed out lightly, "Then I'll make medicinal powder and food."

"Very good. If that's the case, then you can make the [Four-Winged Flying Fish Meat Soup Medicinal Diet]." Sen Hui forced a pretty face and poured out the ingredients from the storage bag.

The white-feathered eagle beside Fang Yang suddenly raised his head and stared blankly at Sen Hui.

Even Fang Yang was a little surprised. Wasn't this a gift to him?

"Hurry, move quickly, or I will tell senior." Mori Hui urged again.

She waved the teaching ruler very sternly a few times, and she was furious.

And when Fang Yang started taking action, Sen Hui was still recalling the mission that Uncle Fang had entrusted to her.

Suddenly, Mori Hui secretly said something bad.

Because [Four-winged Flying Fish and Meat Soup Medicinal Diet] was taught to Fang Yang last, not first.

As a result, she got confused for a moment and did everything the other way around.

It's just that she gave all the medicinal ingredients to Fang Yang, she can't get them back.

Doesn't it mean that she is stupid? That's too embarrassing!

The sun rises and the clouds disperse, the sun sets and the moon rises.

Soon, night comes.

Fang Yang and Sen Hui both returned to their respective cabins to rest.

The sky is getting darker and the night is getting darker.

The starlight gradually became invisible, as if obscured by clouds.

Suddenly, Fang Yang and Bai Yuying felt an extremely terrifying aura. They suddenly woke up from their sleep and looked outside the flying boat.

Outside the flying boat, ripples appeared in the void, and a huge blue palm pressed forward slowly and quickly, sending out a burst of blood mist. But immediately, the blood mist gathered into a ball, forming a ferocious bloody gryphon!
"You deserve to die with bloody methods." Mo Long's face suddenly turned cold.

The giant blue palm banged like a waterfall. In mid-air, it transformed into a python shape and frantically entangled the bloody griffin.

The fourth natal spell - River Python Transformation!

The bloody griffon roared ferociously, becoming increasingly unwilling to do so.

But under Molong's oppression, he could not change his situation at all.

At this time, Mo Long concentrated his mind and was always on guard against the spies of Qingkong's army making another move.

But the strange thing is that until the bloody gryphon disappears, nothing may happen again.

A disaster was resolved without any danger.

"The giant blue palm, the huge anaconda... it's the 'Water-holding Warrior' Molong, the legendary superpower who is just one step away from reaching the Taoist level!"

Looking at such great power from a distance, Fang Yang felt something in his heart.

The white feathered eagle on the side was even more dazzled and stunned on the spot.

Out of yearning for power, White Feather Eagle is extremely eager to possess such powerful power.

It is stupid but upright. Although it lacks spirituality, it also allows it to act without using much brain, relying more on mysterious and mysterious intuition.

Its intuition told it: Fang Yang was not close to it!

It thought, if it could possess such great power, Fang Yang would be very close to it, right?

It also longs to be able to play and play in the arms of its partners anytime and anywhere like other pet animals.

[Place your signature, and rush to the Thunder-Zhuan Banner separately. The flames of war are raging, and you are trapped in a killing situation. You will die without any chance of survival. It’s a big disaster! 】

Fang Yang on the other side once again watched the light group of "Seeking Good Luck and Avoiding Disaster" again, especially the lottery.

For a moment, a question emerged in his mind:
"As one of the four generals under Senyue, Mo Long, with such an important combat force, would actually come to escort us during this special period?"

In a flash of thought, Sen Hui's figure flashed across his mind.

In one breath, Fang Yang fell silent as he thought about it.

The importance and danger of Mori Hui once again increased crazily in his mind.

At this moment, he actually felt lucky that he had stopped in time before.

Fortunately, he didn't regard Sen Hui as prey to capture his feelings, otherwise he would definitely not be able to bear the consequences!
"Whoo~"

Fang Yang exhaled a breath and glanced down.

He immediately spotted the dazed White Feather Eagle, stretched out his big hands, and said, "Are you hungry? Come over here."

Feeling Fang Yang's approach, the white-feathered eagle smiled with its eagle eyes, lowering its head like a rooster and pecking at the meat meal, very happy.

……

Two days later.

The Thunder-Zhuan Banner has arrived.

Mori Hui, who had become bright and lively not long ago, suddenly became timid again here.

She looked like an ostrich with its head buried in the desert.

"Sen Hui, see you in two days."

"See you in two days."

Out of courtesy, Fang Yang quickly greeted Sen Hui.

After that, he entered the residence and saw his elder, Seventh Uncle Fang He.

Behind Fang Qishu was Fang Yang's cousin, Fang Xuan.

"Brother, you finally came to my side. I've been waiting for you for a long, long time. Thanks to your encouragement, otherwise I might have collapsed." Fang Xuan said with a blush on his face.

"Uncle Seven." Fang Yang smiled at Uncle Fang and turned to look at Fang Xuan: "This is your own ability and has nothing to do with me."

Fang Xuan refused:

"Brother, please stop being modest. You have already earned the name 'Proud Eagle', and you are so envious of us.

This time, at Miss Senwei’s [Young Dragon Tea Party], you must pay attention to that guy Zhang Ye..."

(End of this chapter)